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Eve Apr 20
the moment has passed.
did you remember to enjoy it?


the sun has set.
did you remember to bathe
in the dying rays?


they have left.
did you tell them you love them?


the options sprawl before you.
did you remember to take that risk?


you hated and you raged.
did you remember to grieve?




no matter.
look, another moment approaches.
Damian Murphy Apr 17
Never a better day shall there be!
My book has been published.... finally!
By Choice Publishing just so you know,
It's called "Out of My Head" by...Damo.

A "Somewhat Haphazard Collection
of Original Rhyming Verse".... on
Life, Motivation, Relationships,
Mental Health, Mindfulness and friendships.

There are Rhyming Verses, sonnets too,
Limericks, Acrostics, Senryu, Haiku....
My thoughts, ideas and reflections  
For each readers consideration.

I'm so happy my book is out there,
Hopefully you can find it somewhere
And should you choose my book to buy
I sincerely hope that you enjoy!

My thanks to all at Hello Poetry
For all the support you have given me.
It is very much appreciated....
Y'all helped to create "Out of My Head"
Pouya Apr 14
Oh morning
Hi sunshine!

Be my guide,
In my heart.

Heart and Light,
Both are signs.

Let them shine,
On your soul!
Pouya Apr 14
Running fills me with feelings,
Excitement of moving.
A sip of fresh air, sunrise lightnings on my face,
That's enough to change my way
The way of every day,
Just keep the pace.
Pouya Apr 14
taste the light,
Just like a sip of cinnamon tea,
Let it penetrate,
It's been in an 8 minutes journey,
to reach the window of my soul.
Pouya Apr 14
Time is ticking, and I try.
Try to do something...
Maybe the way is the other way!
Letting go, clearing the way.
Letting things happen naturally.
Like a flower blooming in the sidewalk opening it's way.
Not out of forcing, only because the bed is rich enough...
Wasil Apr 7
Skating on the solidity of granite
A red frog’s delicate hop
Skipping on the pebbles of rhythm
Moments become melody
Humming away
The persistence of a pink smile
Forgotten as it happens
A bow to the present
Hana Morikawa Mar 31
Let’s sow the memories in the field.
In the warm darkness, the past is not judged, and peace will come by avoiding the dazzling light.
Scattered pain will bloom into flowers.

All the unloved wounds will become daffodils.

I will come to love those flowers.
                                                       Hana.M
Hana Morikawa Mar 30
Even in a slanted world, she does not slip,
Even when she returns to a circle with no exit,
She moves forward as if it were the first time.

Living on a borrowed small leaf,
Filling her belly with a single drop of dew,
Rejoicing with her whole being at a petal carried by the wind,
I wishes to pass through life with steps slower than anyone else.
                                                 Hana.M
Aarav Mar 24
The river flows here and goes
Under the wooden floorboards,
Under my happy, shoeless feet
Walking the bridge behind the roads.
Shh, listen: listen up close.

Leaves, many, plenty to touch.
Rustle: speak the winds from here,
The river seems a little trickle
Beside my grateful, rippling tear,
Flowing down my cheek in cheer.

Trees in bounty, near and far,
Gifts for us who cherish the presents.
Far on the riverside, there on the hill and
Here by the bridge in perfect presence,
Hiding, then shining a golden magnificence.

The evening sundown. Red on the river
And crisp dressing for velvet clovers.
The scent of nature, of everything, resounds
Much as the blues of the river flow over,
And I breathe it in: a breezy windhover.

Perhaps, back home, I would only imagine:
Crimson reds and riverbed blues.
Now, out here on the bridge by the river,
I take this home in ones and twos.
A walk in the woods: my reds and blues.
Sweet rustles, golden skies, riveting rivers — and me.🌿
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