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Evan Stephens Jan 2021
I am staring out
at the black shoulder
that fell an hour ago
across the yard lap,
thinking about it again:
that love is a game
with no way to win;
but you can lose more slowly.
Chagg Dec 2020
When a loved one leaves this habitat,
It is the time to really be sad
Because it is the truth,
That he left his corpse, that he left this world
So, he left all of us alone, in this ill ground.

He was the one most closest to me,
One to be called as a perfect flower
He was a fragile flower opening to the warmth of spring
But now born asleep.

No, he has not left us till now
He is still beneath me, still with eyes set on me,
He is still running with the breeze with bloom
Still chattering with birds, still roaring with clouds,
Still playing with cubs and calfs,
He is still present everywhere around me,
From rivers to mountains.

He will always with me as a part of this nature,
As a part of my life.
el Dec 2020
so you
tell me off
&
force me
not to eat
while you munch on your snacks
in front of my face
wow.
Alphia Dec 2020
In a blank of a eye all things can change

Life can happen different

One of us will die

Another will be given a second chance

Another one will be brought into this world

Do we went our life to end or change for the better?

Someone will win a million dollars

Someone will lose a million dollars

When your life changes at the black of a eye

How will you honestly feel?
The fears came in
Through invisible doors
To smother every breath
And to vanish in thin air
Motives in the dark, it had
Unmet, unfulfilled it crept
As light filtered in
Through the translucent walls
The fears creepy crawled into the mist
Lost
Writing it all!
Nermine Marei Dec 2020
❤❤


The moment of truth..
Is when you unlock your heart..Speak
up your mind..
And believe that there is nothing to
lose..

Nermine
❤❤
mark soltero Dec 2020
tired does the false prophet grow
when his words continue to lose their shine
can he find his faith in his own empty tongue
will divine intervention mend his stolen soul
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
I hate when I lose my cool
Let my crazy show
Bits and pieces slip through my cracks
Otherwise carefully kept below

A world of chaos hides behind eyes
Beyond my skin
Nobody suspects the battlefield
That sets stage within

My neck hurts from holding up weight
Of thousands of mental disputes
Neurons connecting in my brain
And nervous system in cahoots

Around so much ruin each day
Anxiety running my soul
Fracturing under pressure
I snap
I lose control
The worst insult you can say to me is "you're crazy"
Zack Ripley Dec 2020
Even when you're going through hell,
Even when you think you've found
The bottom of the well,
You still have a story to tell.
And in a world of 7 billion people,
Someone's bound to listen
Whether or not you're under a steeple.
And while you're at it,
That's the best time
to chase your dreams.
Because you don't have much to lose
When you feel you lost yourself years ago.
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