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A PLACE

We
lived
in a society where  
false
is welcomed.
And
Where people
flee from
the
real.

A society
where truth
is enslaved
while deceit reign.
A world where
sages are referred
as mad.

And foolery
rule. An
environment
where love's
deprecated while
lust is summoned.

A place
where caring
is manipulated
as envy.

We lived in a
world where
peace is gradually becoming history,
making same
mistakes as ancestry.

But my dreams
is of a place where there'd be a
new world on planet earth, even
before the
very end of time.

A place as
peaceful as
Heavenly
where equality
lives among
mankind. When superiority or
inferiority is
mummified.

A world where
love will be only language we
all speak and comprehend.

#c9_fm
AE Dec 2020
You’ve befriended discomfort,
Left behind your childhood streets,
only to walk down dark foreign ones.
You kiss away your mother tongue,
Surrendering to an unfamiliar one.

                      ...............

Your battles are carved into my blood vessels
and I will carry them with me
as reminders of patience and faith
Akira Dec 2020
Gusto ko nga masanag sama sa bulan,
sa ilawom sa langit nga gabii nagadan-ag ako.
Nahibal-an nako nga kini nga mga pangandoy matuman sa dili madugay.
Gihangyo ko nga kini nga mga pangandoy dili magpadayon ingon usa ka damgo.

Usa ako ka buhi nga tawo nga adunay katuyoan
alang sa matag gagmay nga mga butang nga akong nakita mao ang katahum.
Aron makab-ot ang akong katuyoan ang akong gipunting,
Akong atubangon kini nga mga hagit nga maisugon.

Akong kuptan og maayo
ug dili igsapayan kung unsa ang gihunahuna sa katilingban.
Basta nagbuhat ako og maayo,
Hatagan ra ko sila og kindat.

Kay nahibal-an ko nga makab-ot ko ang akong mga katuyoan someday,
Malipayon ako sa bisan unsang paagi.
This is a Bisaya version of my poem SOMEDAY.
I think I should do this because the old Bisaya language is slowly fading or forgotten.

PS for me this is the most romantic language ever!!
sergiodib Nov 2020
There are more words than atoms in this world.

Their sub-atomic particles
spin around their existential nucleus,

in the void.

Sometimes they combine
generating unintelligible emotional
quarks.

If meaning and anti matter
meet
they might annihilate each other
in a momentary burst of
Pure Energy.
afterthepeak.eu
Jade Melrose Nov 2020
What keeps us standing and not a pile of bones? Is it air
or water or muscle? I let it out sometimes, slowly, like a gas fuse. But I know I won’t blow. I just like the smell, like underground car parks: the rubber and gasoline. A dizzy spell like those in the movies but in real life there’s no fall. Maybe tears and lights too bright, but the string is tight. I sway and hope the friction from my feet isn’t enough to set the whole house on fire. Dance with me and the friction between us can’t be a match if there isn’t enough gas left to
explode.
what is your love language?
Faeryn Oct 2020
“I love you” I said, cheerfully.
“I want to die” you said.

"I love you" I said, cheerfully.
"You're the only thing keeping me alive" you said.

"Overdose" the medics said, sadly.
"I love you too" you said, quietly.

"I love you" my ghost said.
You lived, cheerfully.
all my loved ones emotionally depend on me. im tired
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