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Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2023
Teacher asked a reserved student
"What do you want to be?"

He replied, "Alive"

Just alive
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Survivor's Note
Author's Note:
Modern day mathematics, that's where the problem lies
julianna Aug 2022
i always found it easier to blame myself
responsible for your feelings
incapable of handling my own
i felt so much wiser when things were unknown
now I stand in the future and now I stand in the future and now I stand in the future
but im still the same age
im still the same
12 with that look on my face
14 with a secret to trace
16 with the weight of the world
18 with so much to conquer
20 with nothing to do
20 with nothing to prove
20 with nothing to lose
maybe the cycle stops when I do
but this time, blame yourself.
Adam Schmitt Aug 2022
Nothing like the last minute before you start
the show
when the air is rare,
and the faces there clearly
pining for that first note
Nothing like the last time
When you gave it your all
sweat pouring down, smoke in the air,
and you're commanding the entire hall.

The music in the air tonight
Will flow forth from
   my ocean   soul.
The people dancing, singing, laughing,
Some studiously ignoring,
(who happen to find my music boring)
Will, once again,
   make me whole.

         The vibes we give and the vibes we get,
and the vibes we have to just forget,
  All of it is glorious,
though glory comes
at a heavy cost.
Nothing ventured, nothing
gained or lost.
I've no regrets about
the rewards I've tossed.

   Nothing like that first blue note,
When the gathered folks hear
The songs I wrote.
Some with face like stone,
And some with
Their minds blown,
Everybody gathered here is beautiful,
in a cosmic light of their own.
And the music shall be known.
The messenger birds have already flown,
and the music shall be known,
and The music shall be.

                                      And is.
                              Now, and Then....

   I gotta remind myself to learn the club owner's name,
So he will have us back
                                       again.
A love poem about music and life, with a little comedic tag at the end.
𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥?
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬!

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐞?
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬!
Just a thought!
Reality maybe!!
More thoughts/realities 👇
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/134709/just-a-reality/
neth jones Dec 2021
You suit my ruin
fellow me and we'll each please the other
scuffing lovers
we'll sputter and prune
letters to basil Oct 2021
dear basil,

regret is useless
learn the lesson and move on

blow out the candle next time
don't go to auditions alone ever again
call your friends more
live outside of your head sometimes

don't wait for her to find someone else
because you're scared of rejection

make a wish before you blow out your birthday candles
write down that thought stuck in your head
don't wait until 10 pm to start that movie on a school night

but it's okay if you want to turn back time a little
just as long as you learn why

love,
basil
just a thing about regret and lessons and time, ig. i've missed you. and myself. and i hope you've been loving yourself and drinking water <3

10.31.2021
letters to basil Jun 2021
XL
dear basil,

please start drawing again
singing again
please start loving again
and living again

please start writing again

<3,
basil
drink ur love life juice :))

19.06.2021
maria Sep 2021
no feelings
      no pain
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