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Isaac Godfrey Oct 2017
Stand by Bus-stop, Lights go by,

  Bus don't come, stay- wonder why,

    Man shows up, storm begins,

      Bus comes late; misfortune wins,

        Black and White, Grey in stain,

          Man will disappear again,

       Bus never arrives, sky goes pale,

     Sun goes right but to no avail.
  
   Stranger returns, so does rain

Late for Meeting, Late again.
A flexible Poem, depending on how you read it, it can span over the course of 1  to 5 days and have 1 - 3 anonymous non-described characters. It can also be read as a story or a metaphorical narrative, dependant on your preference.
aesthenne Oct 2017
"Anak, bakit ayaw mo ba ngumiti sa mga larawan? Mahal ba ang presyo ng ngiti mo?!"

Opo, nay, ang sabi ko lamang sa loob ng kaisipan ko. Kasing mahal ng halaga ng abuso na ginawa mo sa damdamin ko.
Kellin Oct 2017
Sometimes I see everything.
Often to much in color,
To vivid,
To bright,
Blinding actually.

Then sometimes I see nothing at all.
Total absence of light,
To dark,
To secretive
Just dull aches.

Remnants of the person I used to be
What living with depression is like for me. Really high highs. Really low lows.
Zero Nine Oct 2017
Left my heart in one with you
now, it's in two.

I return to find
the foundation
of my life

Ripped up
Roses clipped
The garden
closes in
a bed of grey

I return to find
the foundation
of my life

Removed professionally
Disconnected
Cautiously clamped, and taken
from the veins

Why!?

You're the
empty
meadow
in my
memory

The tome forgotten
The lost home

Why!?

Ani - mos - ity
grows over time
Ani - mos - ity
grows old and cold

I plead my case
to time,
"Be kind."

Thunder:
the resounding,
"No."

I return to find
the foundation
of my life

Ripped up
Roses clipped,
the garden
spoiled
under your shoes

Left my heart in one with you
now, it's in two.
Elise Jackson Oct 2017
i believe that we'll always come back to each other in whatever colors we become

even when i'm scorching red and you're a soft green
even when you're a bold blue and i'm a deep yellow

even when we're two different shades of grey

even when i have rings in my nose and you have some around your neck

even when it's almost dawn and i can't keep my eyes open, but you're a sugar rush, bouncing your leg on the floor

neither of us can ever keep still
neither of us can ever keep something from each other



maybe that's why i know we'll always return to each other when we stray too far from the woods
juniper jones Oct 2017
it's the simplest fact
easing through my cracks and caves
but unbeknownst, a bittersweet act
the thing i want, the thing i crave
the words i want to be said, to be saved

can you hear me in my silence?
Rebel Heart Oct 2017
I've become nothing more than a shadow
Living in my own darkness
For I am not who I used to be
I am not as great as I once was.

I peaked some years ago
Suddenly my bright future
Became a desolate path
Leading to more loneliness
And a constant burden
Reminding me of what I could've had.

No this isn't a hurdle
I've reached a dead end.
A roadblock in my life
Which I'll never be able to overcome.
Everything was looking up
But it all came crashing down
...
The brightest of colors
Now I'm a dull grey
With no life to live
With no words left to say

...
With nowhere else to go
No one else to be
Because I have become
nothing
And nothingness *became me
You are not nothing unless you choose to be...
Maria Etre Oct 2017
There is something
about grey skies
and cold days
that makes
sadness
warm
The grey clouds stormed over
The gusts of wind pushed through
The air screamed, "I'm back"
My heart dropped
JAC Sep 2017
I'm leaving the city forever
though here, forever, I'll stay
I'm turning blue and me and you
have nowhere new to play.
There are no rivers in the city of blue
and tears do not see colour,
the sky is turning everything dull
and we don't breathe the sea.
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