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-elise- Dec 2019
i was crying earlier,
again.

we talk into each other’s eyes.

        suddenly you
        reach out &
                         c  
                         a    
                         t  
                         c
                         h
                          as it
                               f a l l s

hold it against my cheek.
your fingers are rough and wet -

& i become full as a droplet of
                                              r a i n.
Desire Dec 2019
Who
In the end of the day
Who's there for your lonely thoughts
Not to put a blame on anyone
But i’m the one alone on this loft
Made me feel so selfish for thinking theres no one
But truly there really is no one.
Thead Dec 2019
You may have known although you probably have not,
that I have always thought you were the perfect girl.
You are the base line of who I’d chose to tie the knot,
the person who I’d live with until the end of my world.

I might be wrong to say this but I don’t care,
I can never stop feeling something new.
it might be cruel and completely unfair,
to tell you I that I love you.

I will never say this to your face,
I’ll just always keep it in.
to get a droplet of your love
seems like the greatest of the sins.

I am a sadist and a freak,
although society sees me as someone strong.
I am so utterly weak
I’ve wanted to die for so long.

But before I go I want to say that you have kept me safe,
when I was with you I felt reborn.
I’m only here to tell you to keep your faith,
When I’m dead and gone.

Your smile by itself brings the radiance of the sun,
An embrace makes me feel all is right again.
your patience and your time makes my heart run,
my soul is free because of you my friend.

If I were to part the world of living today,
I would not be sad to say my goodbyes.
I have seen the entire universe start and end,
in the beauty of your eyes.

The water flows and tumbles creating beautiful sound as it goes,
the light creates a mirror and I can see my reflection.
the beauty of the image just really goes to show,
how skewed the outer world is of interpretation.

I am going to go now.
Matthew Nov 2019
to be an original
I am human a genetic pattern
for the future of the past
I am the present to all tomorrow's
I would like to be an original 

a unicorn poet, the one and only 
finding meaning to the words
left discarded like trash 
in literature's cracks

creating a full meal from scratch 
sweeping up the crumbs
for intellect to snack 
thoughts out of bound
no throne or crown

a new way to show you to the door
to let the metaphors fly
free to soar from sorrows pity
the fools self-inflicted broken heart

mythical and wise
to bring insight to the inner peace 
of man, beast, and machine
to no longer hear the war cry


to bring the dawn of possible dreams
a ladder to the bridge,
to the next evolution of life
to give to you not ask of you
a place to sit and absorb our universe
Julia Supernault Nov 2019
Oh kindred one, how strange that the world wants you to be kind but when you think about it, has the world ever been kind to you?


I didn't think so, but, however, please don't stop being another soul in this universe that we do not deserve but desperately need.
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