Wejdan Dec 2017

Bedding time, it's midnight still
darkened the streets outside, the sky
is hugging its clouds, from pouring the rains, but the vision is clear still,
of a girl you could never forget, eternally, of her picture, you live in a delusional reality, white and clear screen, as you watch her write her peoms and smiles in her picture, but not the best way you are getting close to her

move on, already

LEAVE ME ALREADY AND MOVE ON, QUIT HACKING ME AND GOING THROUGH MY STUFF, STOP STALKING ME ITS A WASTE.
Seanathon Nov 2017

The lack of the eternal
  Within my own eternity
    Has never bothered me
      Before this
        Before today
          I cannot am
            I cannot want
              I will not be

There's no turning back
harlon rivers Nov 2017

No one passes through here ever stays for long
i can't even seem to catch sight of my own road home
The body hanging at the end of my own line i don't recognize
waiting for a change  ―  that never comes around

Fleeting through the primrose path crossroads in a blur,...
right now i'm standin' here like a brainless scarecrow all alone
Just another familiar frost heave pothole barely shunt
swerved around like an unmarked bump
on this frozen lonesome road

i let you see it and you told me what it was ,..
but the rear-view mirror only reflects the tracks left behind
Looking for the Black Box to unearth the cause of the crash
somewhere underneath a black and white rainbow i can't find

If you see a wayfaring stranger that abides undone
don't even stop to feel the ache that trickles down
Just hit the gas and hold sway the wheels go round,
look off---- the dead raccoon lay sullied at the side of the road

No one passes through here ever stays for long
i can't even seem to catch sight of my own road home
The body hanging at the end of my own line i don't recognize
waiting for a change  ―  that never comes around

"it's only water" was a moment, a concept which measured an untamed wilderness river's flow; a fleeting life chapter came and went, a not so simple soul's pseudonym for an enigmatic being trying to just let go ,..
yes, i too always dreamed of being someone else that found
freedom from unhappiness,

and yet life unfolds as it is intended
a life well lived ― every bump is felt,
it's a long road we've been traveling on
with twists and turns,  switchbacks and potholes
tough times change, undo,
     melt down ―
••• redux •••

written by: h.a. rivers ... 11 .13 .2017
writing happens ―
Surya Teja M Oct 2017

Starving: don't know what I am starving for
Waiting: don't know what I am waiting for
Searching: don't know what I am searching for
Sticking: don't know where I am sticking in
Loosing: I know, I am loosing my mind
Killing: I know, I am killing the hearts

It is about fickle mind
Alyalyna Oct 2017

15:16 13.10.2017
I'm a snow white from non-disney land
I come from a place which they call a dead end
I'd gone to a city where I lied in the sand
And though It looked quite pretty I looked indifferent

I made up my mind that I'd never find
Someone who deserves to be called the right guy
But when I come of age I strongly decide
A man only lives his life to fight

And I'd fought opinions of my mom and my dad
And If I didn't have a courage I'd probably now be dead
Cause I refused to live without something they wouldn't let
Thank God the've got such a democratic mind-set

And I've got a ticket, I believed it was one way
Though my parents hoped i would soon be back again
And here the journey starts and here's the track
The snowland and another places I went
And at last another dead end...

I ran a visious circle for sure
I took a lot of medicine to cure
Cause I felt i couldn't do without youth
That I've longed for so much pure and true
And eventially it made me sick and mad
But about this it's too early to be said

Well, eventually we met
Though we had used to chat long hours on the net
And no minute of our relationship felt bad
And I kinda got rid of being sad

And you took the photos of me by your FAD
And we went to different places hand in hand
I bet you never saw me anxious or upset
And you didn't show an anger or regret

Once I let you kiss me on a cheek
At that moment i can tell i felt unique
Though my knees became a little weak
With you I no more felt like if i was a freak

But i kept on taking pills
I guess more than I took meals
Like was driving with no wheels
Still you kept giving me chills

And we started dating
I'd been so much waiting
And you took me to your native town
And you showed me all around

But all the now and again i would start to shake
i was too shy and too afraid
I guess it was my mistake
The more the pills the more i take
To make me numb and fake
For all those people who wanted to make acquaintace
To whom I couldn't even pronounce a sentence
And once again i felt as if i was a freak
Strong by your side, without you weak
Crying my eyes out, holding my pillow
And waiting from work for my hero

Muhammad Yusuf Oct 2017

lasso of despair

unable to escape,
some folk get tied down by the lasso of despair.

unable to survive,
some folk  end themselves using the lasso of despair.

unable to be silent in the shade,
some folk rise up climbing the lasso of despair.

-warpoet

Do not try and steal this work of literature
Neil Harbee Sep 2017

I can be your companion
I can be your friend
I will stay beside you
Until the very end

I may be a freak
But I can be your lover
I may be kinda weird
But I'll be your admirer

I can be anyone
You're the one to decide
I'll patiently wait
For you to make up your mind
Whatever you choose
I'll be happy with it
Cause whatever you choose
In your life I will fit

Mehh... This is so lame
Vexren4000 Aug 2017

The circus of souls,
A freak show,
Of deformed and monstrous humans,
Or Animals being brutalized,
The Circus has always been,
A place for man to come and gawk,
At the forlorn,
And the lost souls,
To point and laugh and say,
"Oh, How merry a day!"
"Did you see that one, honey?"
"Is it even human?"
How cruel man can be,
To his fellow man,
As if we lost somewhere,
Somewhere long ago,
Our ability,
To empathize,
with the meek,
And the ones too weak to defend themselves,
Fell forlorn by the wayside,
Replaced by profit margins,
And man's machinations.

©BAS

Aaron LA Lux Jul 2017

Till Thee End (In The Name of Love)

I’m like those freaks on the street that keep babblin’,
but my pockets are deep and I keep round the world traveling,

stress out no doubt life’s a trip which is why we’re falling in love,
in too deep flying off the cliff from a Leap of Faith in the Name of Love,

free fallin’,
I hear Heaven calling,
out my name,
“Aaron, Aaron.”,

wake up,
the show’s almost over,
you’ve contributed so much,
we should grant you an Oscar,

stage of life we all play our parts,
your art is something I’m in love with,

falling over again all in ready to go,
over the edge as we free fall everything is slow mo,

motion like oceans of waves in to deep in the deep blue see we go,

the whole show we go like the most brilliant Star burning up the universe,

the brightest Black Hole like a night in the dark where we shine like day glow,

oh,
I know,
it’s all more than just a bit intense,
and that’s,
okay,
because we are Heaven Sent,

received an RSVP to Heaven,
and of course I said “Hell Yes!”,

over zealous,
with reasons for this,
I’ve got grown men that depend,
on my money as their salary,

in too deep,
in the deep blue see,
see I used to be a runaway,
ran away and was raised by the streets,
so this whole business life is a little new to me,
I mean,
the exact fact is I’m not having kid,
in fact I’m donating everything I own to charity,
and to Nature Conservatories I will hand over all my properties,
see I’ve got all the responsibility in the world,
just have to learn how to manage it properly,

I’m probably,
talking to much again,
but I’m sorry I’m not sorry,
because you’ll understand if you’re a true friend,

till The End,

I’m like those freaks on the street that keep babblin’,
but my pockets are deep and I keep round the world traveling,

stress out no doubt life’s a trip which is why we’re falling in love,
in too deep flying off the cliff from a Leap of Faith in the Name of Love,

till The End…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
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MU May 2017

Nothing saddens my heart more
Than a dog who eats my poem
And a tree that is burned down
And a cog that does not turn

Nothing saddens my heart more
Than a book that is sold cheap
And a cousin that is hurt
From the roof eager to leap

Nothing saddens my heart more
Than the earth so full of trash
And myself who is asleep
While the years moving like flash

In case you are wondering about the odd title and the unrelated lines in this poem: in the last day of National Poetry Month (NPM), valerie asks us to reuse lines from the different poems we wrote during the NPM. The result of this exercise was this poem that is like Frankenstein's Creature, a freak. If you want to know from were the different limbs (ideas) in this poem came from, please read my other poems.

Confession: I didn't use exact lines but only the topics that I was talking about in the other poems.

Here is the link to the last prompt in the NPM:
https://hellopoetry.com/blog/entry/npm-end-of-the-month/
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