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Crystal Freda Mar 2019
There is more
to this world
than money
You can make
someone laugh
by just being funny.
You can
show love
when it is needed.
Care for someone
when their heart
is beaten.
Give
what needs
to be given.
Money
was not
our reason
for living...
Empire Mar 2019
I just want to feel something
coursing
through my veins
that isn’t blood.
I’ve grown so tired
and bored
of my flesh.
give me something
More
Bhill Mar 2019
It's not crazy,
wanting life to be more.
What really is more,
How do we explore?

I think it takes time,
to really decide.
What's more, to one,
may not be the guide.

More, is more,
this is a fact.
Do you need it for sure,
to stay on track?

Can you do, what you do,
without finding more?
Are you stuck in the mud,
can't find the door?

That door, is often,
shut and it's locked.
Is more, just a key,
to unlock the lock?

Before you can tell,
if more, is a need.
Take time to review,
then slowly proceed...

Brian Hill - 2019#61
Inspired by a song about MORE!
Needing and wanting more is something that everyone is familiar with...
memoona kazmi Mar 2019
here you go,
take a sip of your words,
chew them with patience,
swallow them,
and now tell me,
how do they taste,
bitter?
rotten?
obliterating?
heartbreaking?
salute me,
i have been swallowing them for such a long time
Saint Audrey Mar 2019
Rip
Stay true to your mind
Inner calm, inner calm
Inner...
...
Buckling under pressure
Stay true to yourself
A few minutes
All these questions
Could've...
Thought...
About...
That...
Before...

Stop­.

...

Inner calm
Breathe

It's cold
It's too ******* cold
Help
Help
It's getting worse
Help.

What's that?
I think it's the door
I focus on that little worming, niggling voice
Burning
In the back of my throat

There's no point.
Help.
HELP
Carson Campbell Mar 2019
Poetry is not a hobby
one can practice a hobby
showcase it
compete against others

But poetry can't be forced
No one can just sit and write
without having experianced
pain
bliss
love
woe
calm
chaos

There must be feeling or emotion
the distruction of monotony
somthing much more
than just words
on a page.
Colm Feb 2019
When I hear the song we once did share
Echoing though the woods of now

And bouncing off of the realizations
Of how we both cared then and now

It is here I find that I'm young again
Be it only in mind and consequence

Let not a wish be defined by when
But know this of this aged man

That the ending doesn't seem to stop
Me hearing that same old song again
No, it loops itself on
Again and again

(:
memoona kazmi Feb 2019
after you,
i can't hear the chants,
of nightingales that once sat,
on the branches of the tree,
outside my window,
i don't see any flower,
bloom in red,
i can't feel rain,
falling on me,
i can't smell the petrichor it left,
in other word,
after you,
o have lost my senses,
i have lost myself....
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