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AE Aug 2020
III
Kites fly
when the wind carrying your words
Touches them,
And with them they take the dreams
that align
the stars in your eyes.


Whenever you speak of the things,
you wish to do
Hammad Aug 2020
It was cold lousy and stormy day,
and there i was
watching my hopes and dreams
slip away...
so I looked up the sky
to keep my anguish  and suffering at bay
watching the moonlight - swiftly glides
and there I was
with my deep thoughts  - making strides
letting myself soaked in the rain
letting all the tiny raindrops
wash over me
and making me whole Again!
Eniola Aug 2020
What is that playing in your head,
that clip suffering that has captured your reality,
and plays them like a broken track record.
If its' not that then it's your fantasy,
that's trying to break free and become reality.

But fear of judgment from the world,
retracts us back to this cruel shell of a mindset
that has been made known by our ancestors.
All those hopes, wild imaginations, and our fantasy,
that is being rejected by those same ancestors,
who vowed to guide us,
but now from their hands do they destroy us.

We who are present history should learn to break free,
to carve and crave our hopes, dreams, and fantasy,
that has been bottled and then turn it to passion.
dreams are our future and present because the more dreams you bottle up the more pain you feel, so, therefore, learn to express them the right time because at that right is the only time you will feel alive.
AE Aug 2020
II
You taught me how to grow.
Your battles are carved into my blood vessels,
And I will carry them with me,

As reminders of patience and faith.
Anais Vionet Aug 2020
(a series of haikus)

I will not woo
until this virus is cured
or there are vaccines.

I refuse to kick
my brother until there’s
some police reform.

I won't fight with
my mom 'til we focus on
the environment.

I’m going to hold
my breath ‘til the election
- go, go, sleepy Joe!

I won't buy any
makeup until - heck, who wears
makeup anymore??

I’m giving up
pizza... wait, no I’m NOT.
Forget about THAT!

(promises are subject
to cancellation - any time
- without prior notice
)
promises, like prayers or talismans to an indifferent universe.
-elixir- Aug 2020
You peer into the universe,
As I see the constellations.
I seek to reach the universe,
As you float in imagination.
I wish you saw past the clouds
That drapes my mind
In your fascination.
Graff1980 Jul 2020
We brought down the system,
took all those new weapons
they were selling,
took out the businesses
that made a profit
from making hell.

We took out
the politicians
who sold out
and kept our poor conditions
for a political position.

We wrote verses to inspire
strangers to strive for higher
ambitions than greed.

We took care of those in need,
reinvigorated the earth
with mother nature’s seed.
That’s how we made change
and taught others to succeed.

Then one day I woke up.
Now I no longer believe
that we can be better
then what I have seen.
I hope sturdier hearts than mine
keep striving to achieve
my old dreams.
Simon Jul 2020
"Kyle" is more than just an unusual acquaintance... She is a "special friend" who (truthfully) I seemed to have known for only two days. When really, it's like I've known her simply as someone who's lived on my own street my entire life! Someone who isn't afraid to get themselves out there (when they feel like it...that is). With a little assistance from the good ole nudging push out the door! This all seems to add up to you reminding me of someone who only seems to be a mere afterthought that keeps coming back and seemingly introducing yourself (yet again) for the better! Someone who I'd voice the very thought that simply started with the word (of the very impression I got from them when they first introduced themselves into how they presented themselves) as "little".... Yes, that only came to one half of such a unifying whole. The entire other half came to a weird little quirky word called "squirt". Put those two together for a "unifying whole" that ends in calling them officially..."little squirt"! Except that's the impression of a mere repeated question I have in the pit of my stomach when feeling excited to interact with this very individual. All in all, the expression of themselves in what to essentially call them simply ends in one word/name... "Kyle"! Since that's what she told me herself in how I know she wants more people to essentially start calling her that. (Anyways, this is just off the top of my head when wanting to merely express the very air I breath when surrounded by her graceful charm!) Meaning she's fun to be around with! She's funny and quirky in how she addresses herself. Which makes me (again) feel like I've known her...all my life! Sometimes even feeling like a little sister I never had! Or a cousin who lives right next store to me as we hanged out by the creek trying to catch frogs. Or went biking in the afternoon sun on the weekends when school was finally out for the WHOLE SUMMER! We also connect in such a way that has me feeling grateful that I became her "special friend"! Since that's what she essentially is too me at heart! As we "clicked" (as she would essentially put it) right off the bat! Since the very few words we first interacted with one another! PS... I hope this makes you tear up "little squirt"...?! Will show just how GREAT your compassion towards it, really is hehe!
This is a dedicated poem to a friend I just only met... Yet it feels like they are "spiritually" more than that, essentially speaking!
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