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Ammar May 2020
Hope
is the belief
that dawn
will strike
no matter how dark
the night is
John White May 2020
I set a goal for myself,
to write one word today,
nothing ambitious
or profound,
just one word
to start again,
just one word
to show the way.

Believe.
Sheila Greene May 2020
Coming Sun
New dawn to light
It's a glyph
Fresh look upon life

Morning dew
Glistening skin
Wet, hard
Again and again

Teary sweet
**** or sour
Tasting days
Through the haze
smiling for me
I'm amazed.

© sd greene  9/3/17
I can be optimistic too.
Zach May 2020
Lost to your troubled world,
I gave you my word,
At the end of your pain,
I’ll be there and I will wait for you.

Conversing in the silence,
Words that softly caress,
A gentle understanding,
Signs of something unconditional,
Leaves a heavy comfort.
Challenged to find the light buried in the abyss,
The demons are waiting for me,
But I will wait for you.

Soon to sprout horns,
Harsh whispers,
The demons begin their toil.
I raise a finger to their lips.
I will wait for you.

Remaining strong whilst followed by a deadly entourage,
Staring down at an empty hand,
Wondering if it’ll ever be completed by yours.
I will wait for you.

When it’s quiet,
Cold and empty,
And every slight sound can be heard,
Nothing hurts,
But nothing smiles,
Exposing the truth of who you are,
The chance to listen and absorb what’s truly on your mind.
What do you hear?
The ungodly wail of demons.
They’re starting to dislike you,
Distrust you,
Disrespect you,
I close my eyes and remember your face.
Transported back to a glance we once shared,
Embedding a feeling that's never left,
The strength to douse infernos,
I remember the essence of us.
I will wait for you.

Who is on your mind?
Who do you long for?
I gaze to the sky in search for comfort,
Scattered stars,
A sharp thin moon,
Softly lighting my thoughts,
The reassurance we both exist under the same sky,
A reminder of infinity,
Silence only holds questions.
I will wait for you.

Horns growing,
Poison tongues,
Hinting at delusion.
Are the dreams of us as fragile as they seem?
Deeply connected to my feelings,
Following the purest desires,
The most powerful force within us,
Always leads me back home to your love.
I will wait for you.

The day we reunite,
Our first embrace,
I’ll hold you tight,
As I may never hold you again,
And this feeling will have to last a lifetime.
The regret of not following my heart,
Will always be a greater pain,
Not just for my loss,
But the missed opportunity to love you,
For the chance to see you smile,
And to never have to walk this world alone.

I will wait for you.
A poem I wrote expressing the conflicting emotions I experienced whilst deciding whether or not to see the best in her. I work through my feelings and come to a decision.
Wilson May 2020
I did not despair when the crumbling path fed into muddy grass
And I do not despair when my walk in Jackson Park comes to pass
You can show me danker, darker, soaked in ****** evil roots
And I can show you higher, tougher, softer rubber boots

I did not despair when greeted by splotched grins in the maize
And I do not despair when my fears fill my fields with daze
You can burn my farm into blazing screams rising into razing sky
And I will seal my eyes to bask in heat that keeps me dry
In the style of Edgar Allen Poe
Kenzica Sep 2018
If you had a pen and paper you could write a book
or
If you had some flour and eggs you could be a cook
and
If you had the chance to go and explore would you take a look
or
would you sit and sorrow whilst drowning in your tears
are you
too scared to look beyond the world because you have these fears
if I
told you now to get back up
cause
falling down is not the plan
would you
hear me out in my words of speech
or
stay sat down cause you have no preach
Everlasting is no more
Forever is not a place in store
If you don’t do it now you never will
I’m not one to judge but it’s how I feel
don’t settle for less you only have one life
make everyday count cause you know that I’m right
You can do this. Believe in yourself :)
Andy May 2020
I always hated the scorching heat
Summer always brought
I could never escape it

The undesirable feeling
That came along
Was the kind of warmth

That was too warm
And uncomfortable
As the heat engulfed my body

In an embrace
I could not free myself from
Not allowing me to function

Travelling the span of my entire body
Like critters all over my skin
Leaving me soaked in sweat

You were the cool breeze
That pressed against my forehead
An angel passing through

In this free trial of hell
I don’t know if you’ll leave
Seconds after arrival

But I thank you
All the same
For the comfort you bring

At least
For a little while
I had a taste of heaven
Andy May 2020
As you read these words
You may be busy
At war with your drowsy eyelids
Struggling to hold them up
Like Atlas carrying the Earth on his shoulders
Its heavy weight making you want to surrender control
And allow them to drop down

You may be startled by the overwhelming brightness
From being accustomed to the dark
Never fear
You'll get used to it eventually
And find the brightness comforting rather than blinding
Drawn like a moth to a flame

It's time to wake up, sleepyhead
Today is another day
For you to conquer
You decide what will become of this day
And the next
And the one after that as well
For as long as the sky is up
And the sun still shines every morning
Each day is yours for the taking
Seize it
Don’t let anyone take it away
Wrote this poem this morning when I woke up, a bit drowsy but in a good mood!
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