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Roselyn Nov 2018
How lucky am i to see the sun today
Lucky to hear the birds sing along with the buzzing of the bees
Lucky to feel the wind tickle my cheeks
Lucky to smell the ocean breeze and feel the sand beneath my feet
How lucky am i to feel alive and full of glee
Day 2 of a month of poems
Sammie Oct 2018
Write about love, if you may!
I would be curious to know what you'd say
Write about birds and their long flight!
I am sure even you love to see that sight!
Write about your passion and dream
To which your heart shouts out and scream!
Write about all your sorrow
For I am right here to take them away as I borrow!
Write all about what takes you higher
Cause I know you aren't just a flame but the whole fire!!
When poet friend wants to write something for you and asks you what it should be about!!!?
sushii Sep 2018
building up
want you
want me
scared
fear
want
desire
i don't get it
what is happening
hold my hand
and here we stand
taking on this land
so much love to be had
so much happiness that i am always glad
not enough sorrow to make you mad
no way our love will go bad
once in a while we are sad
you are lace-clad
with each layer you add
mindlessness will not stand
tie your hair back with a purple band
are you concealing yourself from this lucky young man?
and i thought i had you...


****.
Anya Sep 2018
I’m so lucky
I’ve heard that
And there are times
It doesn’t need to be said
But I guess what I really
Need to think about
Is
How can I help others be lucky too?
Kimberly Sep 2018
Perhaps I’ll never love
The way I read books
That all consuming
Maddening
“You are my life now”
Kind of true love

Maybe I’ll never fall
The way I listen to music
The way you become
So lost in a song
You feel what you hear
You believe without seeing

Sometimes it’s a steady ticking
Constantly worrying
Never actually caring
“You’re young you’ll find someone”
Plus every other versions of this saying

Other times it’s a storm
This tsunami of doubt washing out
Every last bit of hope
Like water, instead of making it float
It’s sinking the boat
If you’re never really lucky generally
When it comes to love
Why the flippity flop would you be?
Why does true love feel like it’s only for people who are extremely lucky?
savvy Sep 2018
"Promise" has 7 letters.

So does:
"Moved on"

But, I have a 7 letter promise to you:
"I'll wait"
Seven is my lucky number. I hope this promise will be lucky enough to be true.
b Aug 2018
i should feel blessed
to have things to miss.

i only feel lucky,
and rather empty

to have something
to miss
is to have something
to lose.

i am stubborn.
i am a sore loser.

i will circle dates
like a child to chirstmas
for Orion,
and for May.

so until we feel
the sun and its heat.
i bid you adieu
and my love from afar.
ill be waiting
PandaPao Aug 2018
#15
I always wonder
Why I got so lucky
So lucky to have you
You brought happiness back to my life
Loving you seems so **** easy
I love you not only for what you are
But for what I am when you took my heart
I will love you until the day I die
If there's life after that
I'll love you then
Love was just a word until you came
And I prayed that one day
We dont have to say I love you
When that day comes
I want us to say
I do
I walked into a silent house
peaceful, though it seemed
The echoes of my memories
Continue, how they scream

My thoughts had taken over
Strengthening the demons of my past
They fought for years to own my soul
This battle was my last

I removed the plastic cap
Removed the shiny foil
I turned the bottle upside down
And said goodbye to sorrow
Early in 2018 I took 180mg of klonopin. My fiancé found me outside by a tree. After 3 days of intubation I was released from the hospital.
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