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Karisa Brown Sep 2017
I want
To live
Off you

In a sea
Of dew
Spilled
Shimmering

Rocks
Smoothed over
Tragedy

Spewed paper
Becomes me
Poetic T Sep 2017
Ligaments are folly for the static movements
that I tender on the world around me.
I'm a puppet that has had its strings severed.

No longer will I stand before a crowd admiring
the swag of free motivation. Now I'm but a flawed
puppet with my useless severed strings lingering.

Once upon a time I was  a puppet and I pulled all
my own strings... But now I'm gathering
dust in my self  pity, and my strings are now cut.

But even though they are severed, and no longer
dance to my own tunes. I'm no weaker than before!
I'm stronger within myself, I may have fallen but got up.

"We are stronger than we think,
"We just have to pick ourselves up.
           *"For we are our own weight, that only we can pick up.
SQUID Aug 2017
Ideas caress my mind
warm sun, old red bricks
words sprout and lift
petals, blue wings..
Ma Cherie Jun 2017
How do I know
you are being dishonest?

well you ask if I'm upset
I say no no.

however that's not true-
exactly,
I am upset
but also extremely confused.

I see you see the truth by asking if I am upset

An guess what?
I see very clearly
when you are lying too.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Ugh!!! ;/
Joe Black Mar 2017
Love&Acid;

in solitude we walk on Earth,
going through challenges in life,
Predictable routine, like on repeat.

Among many you meet one,
it hooks you up and lift you high;
Emotions, feelings, experiences…
All new and strange…

You split apart some day,
it drops you heavy down,
it feels all strange;
seems like that’s the end...

it wraps you into wings,
let you feel anew,
things you never see in sober world,
All new and strange…

There comes a time,
it kicks you back to "real" life,
it feels all strange,
Feels like that’s the end.

They walk align,
too tempting to resist,
Too dangerous for mortal me.
.
KathleenAMaloney May 2016
Forgiveness  Given
Each Day
Upon Awakening
Stretching Life
Peace be Known

Birthed
As  Blossom
Of
Wisdoms Smile

Sweet Sharings Innocence
Intertwined 
Beloved Friendship
Lifes Gift
Loves
Holy Crown
Circle in the flower of life, HOME
Mark Parker Apr 2016
Day opens up with light
and darkness owns the night.
Of both times I desire
the sun owns day with its fire.
When sun dims, slowly adrift,
it gives the waxing moon's lift,
with pale beams softly sent
to show a world that's shadow-bent.
Well,  not sure where this came from. I guess I really wanted to rhyme words.
Alaska Feb 2016
She loved
him more
than he
could ever
love her.
She knew
she had
to let go,
so he
could
finally be
happy with
the one he
deeply and
truly loved.
To lift
the burden
that she
was, off
his shoulders.
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