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Carlo C Gomez Jan 19
Light the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor memories
Of the way they were

Scattered pictures
Of the ***** we left behind
More bounce to the ounce
In the way they were

If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we?
Could we?
God-given vs. Store bought?
I'll take the Lord's work
Every time

Anais Vionet Aug 2021
Thanks for saying “no offense” before insulting me
- that really cleared things up.
Just tell me what you think - I can take it.
Lune Quiller Aug 2021
You sow seeds of your life,

By your own self.

You wish that they survive,

Without others' help.

You put some water of affection,

And desire for a vibrant leaves collection.

You anticipate it show the true inner reflection.

You wish the plant to grow soon,

It peaks out and sees the brutality.

You take care of it in the blazing afternoon,

So that it doesn't adapts to the causality.

You wish it to grow into a sturdy brawny tree,

Which gives fruits and blooms flowers,

Which can be set free,

And is full of vie and power.

Once it's usual to the surroundings,

People come and go.

And say bad words cursily

The tree- it's morals go low.

The imaginations and expectations

All are failed.

Full of scars and suctions

You now sailed.

Back to - from where you came.

No guilt, no regret, no shame.

You think to earn more fame,

Making your life truly lame.

The tree without you died,

Because it had no hope.

Are you still capable to say "it's mine"

It is long gone.
Flo Jul 2021
Every time you open your mouth
And those awful words
Assault my ears
Remarks about sexuality, origin and gender
The endless rambling
Endless arguments
Endless discussions
I won't take them
I won't remain silent and
I cannot refrain from pointing out
That your hate is not an opinion
Have the courage to speak up :)
Michael Apr 2021
Not a fantasy.
It's reality.
Is it really
as we think it to be?
To me, what I see
and perceive,
isn't enough to
make me believe,
there's somethin' else
that's happening.
In my own world.
My own everything.
It's my own fantasy,
in my reality.
Carlo C Gomez Apr 2021
It was all the rage
in the food industry
or so they implied

It was easier to
go down the bakery aisle
or so they justified

It was how so many men
preferred to see dessert
or so they specified

But to her way of thinking
it just never looked right
no matter how she tried
Chad Young Feb 2021
I am the power of literacy,
The power of the written word,
The power of the tongue.
I am not the color of my skin, but the content of my mind.

I prefer silence to news.
I prefer to vote for the party of lesser evil than write-ins.
I prefer religion to politics.
I prefer oneness to distinction.
I prefer coffee to alcohol.
I prefer cigarettes to refer.
I prefer nutmeg to LSD.
If I could give all these up except one, I would prefer oneness.
Who am I?
You antagonise me in your warped story
Taking piety from people
you feel validation and glory

Politician with no shame
pulling the strings
Not your partner, not your lover
I am just your plaything
His5Her is a series of poems with different points of view of fictional people
Willpower has a certain weight
your effort is valued...tenfold
an action to reciprocate
glorious to behold

Hands as gentle as sunlight
"This is basic affection"
How are right
ours is not standard connection
His4Her is a series of poems with different points of view of fictional people
Betty Jan 2021
Opinion is the fuel
that lights the paper
beneath the words
that set the world alight
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