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Hello Poetry,
Started off with "You had me at (Hello)"...
A place where we can speak our minds freely without anyone here to judge us merely.

Thank you to the creators
who've made this website,
as for without it,
many might have lost their lives!

Throughout roller coaster emotions
, some days I find it hard to speak,
so coming on here to share with all to see
is something helpful in my mind, you see
.
You are such a sweetheart
I see you as an appreciative woman of art
You speak to me in the sweetest of tones
I just want to share a couple of ice cream cones
You bring me joy on a daily basis
It soothes my soul like I'm in a desert and your words are my oasis
Someone might say I'm over exaggerating
But having you in my life is such a blessing
I am truly hoping this poem doesn't scare you away
I just want to show my appreciation in the greatest possible way
Poetry is how I share my love and affection for those close to my heart
I've befriended woman that tore my heart apart
But you make my heart positively swell
That is why I wanted to dedicate this poem to you: Joelle.
I've been getting to know this woman and she's been really supportive of everything I've been going through lately so i dedicated this poem to her
gecko girl Jun 2021
Grat i tude

is the color of
green living things

of green giving things

with reaching vines
and stable roots

and shaded leaves
but just enough light

saying thank you
thank you
thank you

for giving me
what i need
Brett Jun 2021
If there is one thing I have learned on my travels,
it is that
the currency of eternity is the fingerprints you leave on the fabric.

The slow imprint of a million miles walked. Set free your timid heart and
leave behind an outline of an essence.

An amorphous mold that denies the shape of the world around it.
Be a surprise.
Let them label you a miracle or a sickness.

In time they will come to realize
the edge of the world is a place to dance.
Reach forward, and gift sound to silence.
ShininGale Apr 2021
I dreamed today, before doing my devotion.
I was fighting with other people that turns out to be monsters, I was with my friend. Half way through the path where we were running, my friend was suddenly stuck in the middle of the way. Monsters surrounded her and she was helpless, for some reason I manage to get through as if the monsters are not anymore interested in me. Their skin touches mine but I don't feel strangled at all, a little suffocated, yes! but still I couldn't explain why I was closer to the exit.

I could never go and leave my friend behind, so I came back. I saw here in the darkness with a spotlight pointed at her, she was covering her ears and her head was tilted down just like a kid afraid of the dark. Held her arm while running, we runned as fast as we can. Do you know how we manage to get out? I just started shouting prayers and calling His name! I was even surprised when I woke up I felt safe because we manage to escape because of Him, surprised because I did not curse on those monster but just called His name.

The last thing I remember in my dream, was a kid. We were trying to escape and suddenly help came, humans, there was some guys and few people who came to tell us that there's a ride waiting for us. And suddenly, the real reason why we are running was because of a lady who I feel like I know but haven't seen clearly...the kid was her child. The child was a boy but he was beautiful and his eyes are as if speaking to me, my friend called me and shouted "Let's go! We can escape now!" But before I did run, I kneeled in front of the kid and continuously hug him after every message I say. I remember the kid crying and kept silent, but his eyes are telling me not to go. I felt like we are related and that I love her mom and she felt like a sister or friend to me. I can feel her watching us from afar but she's not chasing me anymore.

This is what I told the kid.
"Tell your mom we love her, but we have to go now!",
"Please grow up as a good man!" and while sobbing I said,
"You have a good heart, you're a good man, because you have a good God! stay that way!".

I don't know but it might be confusing to other people, but I think I was saying the a good person or a man is good because He has God in his/her life.

I ended up nothing getting into the ride, I woke up. But I felt comfort because I know I can be better and be a good person if I allow myself to be used by Him. And then I did my devotion, the title was "enjoying beauty", the content was "God's perfect time".

I wanted to share more!
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The dream was real, it was around 11pm-12am of April 27, 2021.

I'm sorry if someone might get offended of my story, I don't wanna offend no one. Not a poetry, just a story. But I will try my best to create good poetries and nice stories. I am now delighted by the idea of testify a lot of things, I just want to share what I am enjoying right now.

To everyone, fear not for you are not alone! I know that now for sure :>
mey Apr 2021
I know you probably wonโ€™t be able to read this bit of my soul, but I just wanted to say that up until now, Iโ€™ve crossed an uncountable number of lines. To other people, it may seem like I make a big deal out of minuscule things, but as a human, Iโ€™ve made many, many mistakes..but, Iโ€™m not one to forgive myself. Iโ€™m the kind who fits herself into the stereotypes ones boxed into.
       Iโ€™m the โ€œnerdโ€, โ€œthe muteโ€; โ€œquiet kidโ€, โ€œthe hopeless romanticโ€, and every other category they box me into. I donโ€™t fight back. I donโ€™t look them in the eye. I just sit there with my head drooped, silently wishing to go by unnoticed, because the truth is..Iโ€™m afraid. Iโ€™m afraid of what they might say back. Iโ€™m afraid of messing up, Iโ€™m afraid, Iโ€™m afraid, Iโ€™m afraid. But most of all..Iโ€™m afraid of their words. Iโ€™m afraid of their words because what they might say back is unknown. By the time I wait, the words just melt underneath my tongue, and all thatโ€™s left is the uncertainty.
       Through my experiences, I learned that I donโ€™t need to be afraid. I learned that people can be harsh sometimes, but itโ€™s not my fault. Thereโ€™s nothing wrong with me. The only person who was wrong, was the person who thought they had power over me. The power to change my mind, to make me think that Iโ€™m not worth it. That Iโ€™m not worth it..?

Then came these seven angels..
        
           They taught me to love myself, little by little, everyday. My world turned right side up, and there was nothing left to lose. Back before then, I remember not bothering to look both ways before crossing the street, because I thought, there was no good reason to live. I was wrong. I slowly started to realize my worth, I wasnโ€™t what people said I was, because the only definition they were giving, was a reflection of themselves. I mean sure not everything was perfect from then on since, but I still continued to love myself because of these seven men from South Korea who had such an impact on me, that I could never forget.
            From then on, I was the girl who didnโ€™t let labels stop her from being her own self, I was the girl who kicked open the box of stereotypes she was stuck in for a long time. I was the girl who stopped apologizing for the things she did right. I was the girl who never stopped dreaming. But most of all..I am now the girl whoโ€™s not alone. I have these seven brave handsome looking knights and an entire โ€œARMYโ€ after all.
It may seem like I was pretty subtle about these โ€œseven angelsโ€ I was talking about, but a true ARMY would know exactly who Iโ€™m talking about. ๐Ÿ’œ
JR Apr 2021
I feel like the shattered glass in my hair
A million little pieces wondering nowhere
Before just a fracture
Waiting in complete despair
Is now a mess
Once no one dared to care
Now they surround with fear
Trying not to step on the glass that is everywhere
Do my haunted eyes tell them
How it is I feel?
Or do they compare me to before?
Before the mess
Before the haunted eyes
Do they see me through shattered glass?

-J.R
I was in a car accident. A drunk driver hit my car and all I could feel was the shattered glass in my hair. It amazed me how people started seeing me differently. I'm still haunted by the memories of it all. But I know I'm going to be okay. I'm grateful to God that I did not suffer any severe injuries :)
I was that dying seedling in the desert
Revived by the beautiful gift of rain
The rain was the effect of you on me
When I was in pain.

Well, times have changed.
An oasis has bloomed, no dark sky looms
But one thing still remains the same
The droplets of rain, which remind me of you.
So many things am grateful for...
the gift of life and so much more...
with eyes to see nature's splendour...
lungs breathing air so fresh and pure...

with wits and mind put things together..
friends and loved ones around the corner...
a place to lay each day i retire...
and able to dream and to aspire!
So many things am grateful for...
the gift of life and so much more...
with eyes to see nature's splendour...
lungs breathing air so fresh and pure...

with wits and mind put things together..
friends and loved ones around the corner...
a place to lay each day i retire...
and able to dream and to aspire!
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