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Fit
Where do you fit
Into my timetable
I want the attention
I need you to see me
But what I want
Doesn't matter
What matters most is that
You want to give it
Giving me the time of day
Make me part of your timetable
(Sounds a bit selfish...but I like it)
Kassan Jahmal Jan 28
My soul is tortured;
taught sure of many men's misfortune.
Black gods of the minds
who portrayed them,
And at times;
their faith given a Judas kiss that betrayed them.

In every awe of today;
tis the wonder of a tomorrow.
As in the outcomes shock;
is a lose of power.

To then live on,
at times is a game of chance.
All will watch every eggshell step,
but are forced into Death's little dance.

Life is but what looking glass
you view it as,
But it all cracks in time;
losing it's colour like winter's grass.

Whether to land on your feet,
or bend on your knees;
Only you of your heart,
knows your life's needs.
Mark Toney Sep 2021
Dreamworld’s
sustained drama
selectively alluring
leaving us
choking on
broken bits of
dreams and
memories …

Time to awaken
from sleep!
Strip away oxgoads
that constrain us,
that restrain us,
that bind us to past errors
preventing our success

Allow us to roam
across fields,
vast and varied,
expansive fields of
endeavor that speak
to humanity’s
greatest needs,
Hearts that can beat stronger
Lungs that can breath freely
Minds that can grasp …

The truth!




Mark Toney © 2021
9/13/2021 - Poetry form: Free Verse - Mark Toney © 2021
Ryan Aug 2021
monetize and institutionalize
is the way to gain the modern prize

marriage isn't affirmation of love
it's a 10-grand headache
as the IRS sits above

funerals aren't celebrations of one's life
they're ways for the fat cats
to profit off your strife

churches aren't for learning about god
some pastors make six figures
now isn't that odd?

you wonder why you're in so much pain
grasping at straws attempting to stay sane

unclench your palms from those useless umbrellas
go outside, and dance in the rain
the title has been, and will forever be—my username on this site. this one hits deep for me. am i content with the way i articulated it? maybe, maybe not. perhaps i'll go walk in the next rain shower and afterwards head back to the drawing board
"I'm young, free and wild"
but we are in an adult relationship
are you a child?

I don't want to hold you back
Communication and respect
can you give me at least that?

Frustration is on a rampage
my attitude is mild
I look at the red flags
we have ignored and piled
His4Her is a series of poems with different points of view of fictional people.
stillhuman Mar 2021
That's why I'm here
I'm here for you
to hide in fantasies
in your living room
We don't live in a perfect world, but I'll still be by your side when you come back to it
You want a fighter
and I don't like war
You want chaos
you don't desire "more"

Peace is a foreign concept
Order is "strange"
Are you sure you really need
what you call "change"?
His4Her is a series of poems with different points of view of fictional people
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