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neth jones Feb 17
courting breaths   after blue i brighten
       i lighten   with originless humour
and then ugliness anew                          
   i tighten   into some packed pearl of monster
breathe in   breathe out   courting breaths
the susurration    of all this lung
resuscitation    and it's 'good morning mourning'

then 'bring out the empathy' !  and zitty connections
and marvel over   'those poor things'          
larval in their struggles   up the redline
and envision throwing them heaps               
of hairdryers  salad spinners  monopoly boards
            vibrating cushions  for back massage
and obscure tinned delicacies  from my extensive travels
the five devils of my mind  tackle my erratic breath
five mad ideas  of how to run their lives
                        milk their hive
form a worship  and go to war..

..then it is i who goes larval                  
                          carving in on my minuscule heart
crutching in like a fractured pill bug
not daring to raise my eyes      
             for fear of offending my superiors
breathe in   breathe out
counting down the breaths til rattle
Leanne Feb 3
The color blue,
not just a random hue.
Blue begins the start of each day and continues through the night.  
Blue like the sadness you feel when your not feeling right.
Blue as the tears falling from your cheek when you start to overthink.
Blue like the deep waters; some will tread, others will sink.
Blue like the birds who flutter their wings high in the nest,
and stay snuggled under their mother’s breast.
Blue like the blood pulsing in your veins keeps your body living.
Blue like the color eyes you stare deep they just keep giving.  
Blue like the bluebells growing in a patch,
just putting a smile on your face when you pass.
Blue like the hottest part of a flame from a fire,
never touch no matter how much you desire.
Blue like the flag that holds the white stars tight representing our freedom and our rights.
Blue like your fingers and toes getting frozen from the weather, making it hard to move
Blue like the moon that Elvis sang about and he swooned us, too.
Blue can be the faintest hue to the deepest hue.
Blue can always look so good on you,
no matter what your mood,
What’s not to love about the color blue?
My favorite color! BLUE
Lidia Jan 12
Please stop feeling lonely,
This poem is for you only.
Remember, you are not alone,
Do consider me your own.

With your problems,
may you be able to cope;
May God grant you another new hope.


Don't you worry, oh dear;
I will always be your well-wisher.

Be bold and you'll soon gain,
The strength to endure your pain

Oh LONELY HEARTS,
Trust the words of mine ,
You'll soon be completely fine.
dead poet Dec 2024
split it anyway -
countenance of grief leaves back
a scar, forever.
PatrickHertveld Nov 2024
Remember remember
To never surrender

To fear nor grim weather
Poor down in together

Remember remember
To never surrender

To hate nor the latter
Judges who matter

Remember remember
To never surrender

To mute love tender
Ever sweet surrender
Pojamusic Nov 2024
When I see the sunlight in the morning,
I am happy for everyone else,
somebody can´t sleep, is mourning,
the other one smiling in health.

The sun has a powerful force
to heal every state in our mind
and fix situations so worse,
creating all souls so kind.

But never underrestimate the moon,
powerful companion of earth,
if the morning comes, then soon
you will see it again, if you search.

Sunlight creates all shadows,
moonlight brings light in the night,
there are always smiles and sorrows,
there is always goodness and fight.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
Pojamusic Nov 2024
Your mind is somewhere else,
just wait and see,
you never can´t reverse,
who you will always be.

You just do, whatever you want,
and you never think of others,
and sometimes you really can´t
do anything, what matter.

You always think that all is yours,
what you can see around you,
there´s not enough room for love,
it´s just your ego making you a fool.

Be and love, take care of them,
you know, all comes around you
and even if you cant´t see well,
you´ll see, love is in your soul.

Be yourself, but in the good way,
don´t hurt your loved ones more,
and never let anyone say,
that you don´t deserve love.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
neth jones Nov 2024
the rush hour traffic
  draws  on udders of cloud
i watch  for rain
haiku style
Logan Oct 2024
The leaves are brown
I drive along the highway
My mind focuses on the pond aside me
Evoking a feeling of worry
Drowning, opaque,
Obscuring the unknown
In the wind
Nothing but silence
Gentle melancholy
Philip Oct 2024
someone's home
no light, just a forlorn shining from the windows.
inaudible music plays somewhere,
it's so loud yet so silent.
it rains inside on a yet so sunny day.
someone's home, but isn't.

cold hands grasp after something warm,
they reach into thin air.
empty words align with the silence.
the clock on the wall stopped ticking as the seconds pass.
in someone's home, someone isn't home.
A poem about depressions
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