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C Cavierre May 2019
floating...
white noise...
coldness...
so bright...

numbness...
closed eyes...
speechless...
too much...

white clouds...
vast skies...
bound here...
can't fly...

smiling...
hurting...
frozen...
lying...

moving..
stilln­ess...
turning...
falling...

so weak...
so sick...
so meek...
so wrong...

"be busy"...
"be something"...
I get it...
I'm nothing...

nowhere to go...
running away...
I wish for...
a gentle place...

dreamless...
wretched...
childish...
end this...

"move on"...
"can't die"...
who decided that...

breathing,
drowning;

loving,
killing;

crying,
living;
­
crowded,
lonely;

what's the difference
Michael H May 2019
Accidents and mistakes vary in wildness,
seeking solutions
Trails are conducted according to order
Livelihood is a method of real karmic interaction

When two social or political systems
Meet
In dispute
If there is doubt
Will work toward
Killing the foreigner

Make the system holistic
105 I think I am going to only post the better ones here.... not sure.
Tess May 2019
Mankind think of themselves like deity,
Yet they are unable to touch the stars;
They foul the world, searching for aureity
And when earth dies they search for life on Mars

We ignore the collateral damage;
We ignore the all-consuming wildfires
That burn the world, leaving it in famine;
Man acts high and mighty on their pyres

We train our children to stand in straight rows,
Murdering all their creativity;
We tell them life’s purpose is buying clothes
Cynically we prompt naivety

Here, above, with no more conspiracies,
These are the faults of the perfect species.
MisfitOfSociety Apr 2019
You're the one who killed the sun. You're the one who's killing everyone. If light can not enter, there will be no colour. We're all going to disappear.

Eating the babies.
Plucking the daisies.
Preserving their organs,
Saving them for later.

Artificial clouds are where the sun used to be!
You choked the sky and now you're choking me!

Drowning in every drop of water.
Eaten alive by every human flower.
Devouring every son and daughter.
Sprayed by the punctured capillaries of a sick mother.

Beware the carnivorous fruit. It's killing us softly.

Who knew dying would taste so **** good today.
Every bite I take I am slowly eating myself away.
The only way I feel alive is by eating what will **** me one day.
Who cares about that we're all gonna die someday.

Breathing through the holes in her lungs.
Flowing through her ever thinning blood.  
Stored inside her dissipating muscles.
She's sick, and we're all sick like her.

This is the post-human era.
Michelle Shaffer Apr 2019
For he is now gone
Far from the place that he once belonged
With one shot
His temple fell into foreign ground
The rubble making no sound
His last memory was of red and dirt,
With feelings of only hurt
His homely roots became a mere smudge in his head
Thoughts of peace and love escaping with his final breath

Tears of a barren soul sink into a dying Earth-
Giving birth to only prickly vines and stubborn weeds
An empty womb,
A full tomb
-His parting gifts,
Haunting her with thoughts of agony and emptiness.
He lives only in picture frames
in books, and in her brain.
Those things that once were,
Haunt a good night’s sleep.

In a town shaken by shock
In a country ravaged by rage
In a world polluted with poison
Littered with the bodies of those who never age
With the minds of those stay in the same place
One’s true struggle
is trying to move on.
kerri Apr 2019
Be my Villanelle,
The assassin to my heart.
Stab me,
Once,
Twice,
Five ******* times.
Deeper,
Harder,
Show me your love.
I was watching Killing Eve and all I can think of is how hot Villainelle is.
Poppy Halafihi Mar 2019
Opening my eyes for the very first time
by my mothers side without a single crime
The sun is shining
I am playing
We are sliding
My mum is smiling
I'm anticipating to explore the lands
Without having to hold her hands
Soon I’ll no longer be a pup
Soon I’ll be all grown up

Suddenly I can hear sounds of laughter
The noises started to scatter
Bang bang bang
They’re attacking her
My own mother
She protected me
Pushing me to the sea
To set me free
Telling me to spree
With no time to disagree
The monsters didn’t want my mum
They wanted me, to slit my throat
But this time they’ll return to their boats
Without my warm white coat

Five, ten, fifteen minutes go by
I’m getting low on air supply
I’m afraid to see what above
I wish everything could just be undone
Gasping for one more breath
Circled by all their deaths
Feeling as though I’m about to drown
Whiles fleeing this crazy battle ground

My arms are getting heavy
I don’t think I’m quite ready
My legs are starting to burn
I don’t know where to turn
Swimming as fast as I can without thinking
I find myself trapped in this thick green netting
I don’t want to moan
As I am not alone
I wish this wasn’t real
I think they want me for their meal

Unlike the others I mange to set my self free
With this thick green netting all around me  
It’s weighing me down
I don’t want to drown
Five days go by everyday is a struggle
Swimming around stuck in this rubble
You are destroying my home
With no safe place to rome
Up to 200 species extinct everyday
There’s no time to delay
5 of my kind are endangered
It’s time to make changes!

By Coco 07
I am an Au Pair inspired by an 11 year old.
We wrote this poem together to create more awareness on the cruelty we are causing.
Together we can make a difference!
Pratham Nagpal Mar 2019
Hey, is anyone there?
Some messiah to make everything fair..
Help! I need my colourful life back
Just give it even through a prism
Cause i still remember that black cataclysm
So young not even aware
Like a seed plucked without any care
My petite knowledge left him free
Kept doing it on an ungrown tree..
"For christ's sake stop it"
Oh god! make him detain
Cause i want to live my colourful life again
Please before it's too late
Crawling up, my suicidal fate...
Child abuse is a terrible epidemic caused by some boorish humans. The suspect should not be forgiven at any cost. There are several organisations who are working to break the silence around child abuse, and give children a voice when they desperately need support
Michael Mar 2019
Dappled sunlight danced
About your greasy, sweating body,
Oh! What fun.
It saved us shooting twice, and just as well,
For when we finally came your eyes were glazed
And staring at the Sun.
Nylee Feb 2019
An account of life
A breathe of air
An ounce of care
Inevitably to live
The plants grow
The water flows
As the wind slows
There is life everywhere
Flying and swimming
Crying and grinning
Crawling on my hand
Unending cycle
With touch it tickles
Surrounding filled infinites
Tinier than tiny
I am killing them all slowly
As I live.
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