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Mariam Baalbaki Dec 2018
Everything has an ending.
You favorite song gets annoying,
Your friendships fall apart,
Your passion evaporates,
Your book has it's last dot,
Your life ends.

But every ending is a beginning.
You find another song,
You connect with other friends,
You discover new feelings,
You read another book,
The memory of your being stays alive.

Every cicle has an ending,
So it can start fresh again.
Ben Nov 2018
I've seen my empty self
Inside.
My outer layer cracks as I hold so much in
I began to let go...
It's been a while since I poured myself out
Being more open and honest
Loving more abundantly!
I let the muck inside seep out of my cracks
I feel broken.
At peace.
I feel so lovely.
I can no longer hold in the real me.
I feel like i can feel again.  I am becoming more honest with people and more importantly myself. I'm loving it!
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
You
You are you,
In my life a dream come true.
Like a wisp of fresh air,
Sweet and fair.
Morning dew,
My broken heart you glue.
A breathless breath
My soul you bathe.
A soft beat,
My heavenly treat.
My everything,
Without you I am nothing,
With you I am something.
Madison Oct 2018
I wonder what would happen
If I started to chip away the walls
Just to let a little bit of light in
And some fresh air too
Not complete. I’m gonna write this poem in parts.
Debanjana Saha Sep 2018
Sometimes
Falling down
everything
Going wrong
Breaking up
Getting rejected
Getting ignored
Feeling it's the end
Of life!

And taking
a step backwards
Gives a new perspective
Of what I need
and what I deserve!

After shattering
into pieces
I will take
piece by piece
To fix myself
Pieces valuable
Pieces to be removed
To fresh start
all over again.
Introspect: Change is constant but which change would come when and how it should change is what is required.
Uvuyo Sep 2018
Even though you are young, and I am older. You somehow control my emotions it’s funny because it took me being twice your age to obtain the courage you have, even though you are not much older than my son there is a difference in you. The warmth of your body is breathtaking and the firmness of your hands is chilling, everything about you is new to me, your logic is rational in your mind; if you love someone make them your everything, I’ve somehow not made you my everything. The part of me you ignite is a side I have hidden from even myself “I don’t know who she is” but she only surfaces when you’re around. Why can’t she be free, maybe because I’m not like you, you see I make it seem as though you are so eager because of your age, but truthfully I am ashamed to admit it is because of your courage something that at even my age I haven’t fully grasped until now. Love is not about money, ***, control, emotions, or even feelings: it’s about what you know, there were a million men on the island but I found you, I don’t believe in happenstances. I met you because I lost myself, and you helped me find her. Underneath the covers of my insecurities hiding she was. It took every part of you to make me believe in love again, I've loved with you, I've cried with you, I’ve dreamed with you, I’ve bursted with you. But, most of all I’ve been with YOU.
Bursting
james Sep 2018
-
breathe in,
breathe out --
life will shine
one day,
one time.
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