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Hussein Dekmak Aug 2019
Plant a tree,
Water a flower,
Preserve nature.
Have a purpose!

Feed a bird,
Cuddle a pet,
Be humane to animals.
Have a purpose!

Save a life,
Nurture an orphan,
Stand up with the oppressed.
Have a purpose!

Count your blessings,
Recite your prayers,
Contemplate the universe.
Have a purpose!

Nurture your mind with ideas,
Fill your heart with the wine of love,
Dress your soul with the garment of kindness.
Have a purpose!

Hussein Dekmak
Sam Wickstrom Aug 2019
The lies go hand in hand
Minds break like mountains to sand
I'm breathing deep while wishing on a star
Freedom and truth set a burning in my heart
Healing hope from a feeling of life
Remember the essence don't try
Beauty in sight and strength
Tired of playing whack-a-mole
Looking for solutions on a global scale
Will determination prevail?
I fight on the side of the light
While restlessness questions my might
And all the fatigue of an endless night
We used to dream of bigger hearts
Now we dream of running away
If only it could be said clearly
Then more could share the burden
And that suffering would be light
Lies keep streaming live
Keep singing we'll be alright
Poppin bottles, cheers to steady decline
Where is the essential honor to it all
I seek that non shall fall
Yet nature gives not a ****
Let dissociation continue as if deception is not evil
Allow the epic to be forgotten as if there is no good
I ride along in indifference, music playing to set a tone
A tone of eternity and an acceptance of death
Go ahead call me crazy, but I might look into your soul
And find an amusing coincidence, too which you'd have no control
I fly through life like an eagle, seeing it all
Yet confined to repetitions
What is it all anyways?
So I invest in knowledge and relationships
and let the day go on
دema flutter Jul 2019
my mind has declared
war against me as it  
wanders to places
and times
that make me unable
to sleep before daylight
enters the premise,
and as long as the
thoughts triggered
won’t make a peace
investment in me,
i am forever
incarcerated.
The uniVerse Mar 2017
Shine forth ancient one
for I too am your son
your vessel of choice
use me as your voice  
through written word
to eyes unseen
and ears unheard.

The language of love
is an unspoken truth
all writing that was
forms a mental noose
around the neck
of our ideas
that seems to break
unanswered prayers.

Allow me to write
on your behalf
that you may restore sight
with the words I craft
and let yours be the light
that illuminates my path.
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Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
Mind block feels like a curse,
for it is an empty purse of ideas.
Because as an artist,
you are broke.
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
I try to defy my mental block,
I scrape my head,
becoming harsher on myself
as I force emotions to be penned
into words.
But all what comes is
incoherent, inadequate,
dots and strokes.

The words are fleeting,
they've lost their meaning.
Out of synch,
out of thought,
out of ink.

Writer's block,
is where I sink.
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
Sometimes I feel
I am no longer writing for myself,
but rather becoming more like an elf.
Working and writing for everyone,
but myself.

I feel the need to keep my followers
entertained consistently and constantly
out of the fear I may lose my audience.

I feel I lost the purpose of my writing,
finding myself writing to the others liking
rather than expressing the voice within me.

For, once writing felt like a destress
but now it seems more of a stress.

I find myself beating my mind,
scraping for ideas,
juicing what's left within me,
to be drained
just to post consistently.

It's important to remember
to put yourself first above others.
To express to your likings and authenticity.
To not lose one self in the muddle of others
demands, voices and likings.
To remember the reason,
why you initially started.
Shin Jul 2019
Juxtaposed screams rain from the clock tower.
     Internal fire, external relief.
Oozing through the crevice I sit and stare.
     Lavishing every ounce of passion.
Desire cracking through to the mantle.
    Off-setting the pain, replaced with a burn.
Immediately grasping at the straws.
    Volumes aborted to the spit-fire.
Embers the final proof of their love.
    Enchanted I call to the heart of it all.

You.
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