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Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2018
Your smile brightens up my day,
Suddenly everything feels okay,
As long as I have you by my side,
I don't have to worry, and I don't have to hide.

These butterflies won't seem to go,
That's just fine because I know,
I'm lucky to always have them there,
A constant reminder of how much I care.

Being with you pushes me to fly,
You're really the sweetest, I wouldn't lie,
You're the reason I laugh, also why I smile,
I'm the happiest I've been in awhile.

I hope that I mean something to you,
I want you to think about me too,
Will you tell me that this feels right?
That is my only wish tonight.
10-15-10
Written eight years ago, you can clearly tell I've improved. Any constructive criticism is welcome!
ClawedBeauty101 May 2018
Can you envision it now? An Inverted World?
Where colors go beyond their definition...

Shades of shadows transforming as beams of white
They do the opposite of their given mission

Praise the Lord we don't live in an Inverted World
Where Comfort and Chaos try to share one frame

The morning's flawless innocent white clouds scatter away and are replaced by black clouds that will start a new reign

Our minds will try to solve this puzzle as a sun of dark radiance blast it's curse over the nation

The forgiving pink roses turn against us as their petals allow green jealousy to manifest their vision

The diamonds that covered the sky at night would only be small shadow reminders of the new sun that leaves us breathless

The Night would be purer then Daytime it's self. The Elements water and fire would have switched identities. These changes are endless

Praise God we don't live in an inverted world. Where our skin looks like it was painted in ashes

Or for those with a darker tone, look like their body have been invade by an icy storm encouraged by magic

The Lord instructed color to have a meaning, commanded nature to have a destiny and a desire...

Again, Thank you Savior, for your mercy of an orderly world, where shades are in their places, and harmony is not a liar

Coloration embraces it's role and refuses to fail it's task to symbolize it's emotion...

How truly lucky and blessed we are..
*That We Don't Live In An Inverted World...
Embrace it...
For it is His mercy...
you have mistaken us
for someone that wont
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Dakota Jan 2018
my shoes are caked
with brown mud and
my arms have new burns.
getting high alone in the woods
is fine until the paranoia sets is
and the trees i love on lsd
become my hated enemies.
i find a book of matches on
the ground, twenty minutes
after my lighter died.
they are wet and do not light.
the cigarette between my lips
dangles there, before falling
into the mud i trudge through.
i use my own name in vain
and try to pretend that
losing my lucky isn’t unlucky.
the title was given to me as a prompt by a friend
Lin Dec 2017
To find the strength
To get out of bed
Is lucky.

To put on that smile,
That mask of yours,
Is lucky.

To try
Not to cry
Is lucky.

To act like
Everything’s fine
Is lucky.

Lucky
To be alive
And live a life.
Kinda started out sad and depressing but the ending is what anyone and everyone needs to remember. No matter how bad it seems, remember the last stanza.
Yusof Asnan Dec 2017
He would view back all her photos every night,
To remind himself how lucky he is.
Also, to make his dreams as good as his reality.

-HIY
Janet U Nov 2017
the way life works seriously continues to amaze and surprise me.

you, at some point, meet someone and become negligent to tell them the big stuff about you and your life at first and about the way you carry your messy self.

only to realize you've made a bigger mess.

then, as time goes on, you find yourself telling them things you've never even said aloud before.

you find yourself telling them about the things that trouble you and about the things that make you sad, about the things that make you angry.

you tell them about the things that go on inside your home and inside your head.

then eventually, you find yourself over sharing and being overly comfortable.

why you’ve never met someone who made pouring your words out so easy.

who ever made you feel so safe, comfortable, and at home.

the only problem is that once this realization hits, you try your best to push them away like you did in the beginning, but it no longer
works.

it no longer works because they know your ways and you spill without even trying; your conscious no longer puts that wall up for them.

and well, if you’re lucky, and i mean really lucky, they might just stick around after really getting to know you.
Megan H Nov 2017
Do you feel what I feel?

When you touch me,
Do you hear my sharp intake of breath
The way I shudder beneath your fingertips

When you're not looking,
Do you feel my eyes on you
The look of adoration and admiration

When you talk to me,
Do you notice how I catch every word
Your conversation never bores me

When you kiss me,
Do you feel me gravitate towards you
As if there was distance between us

When we're together,
Do you know I love you?
I love you.

Do you know what I know?
You’re a wonderful human being
Angry, but with a heart full of love.
Mutual hearts together
Giving and giving
The gift of your love neverending

And who am I?
I’m the lucky girl.
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