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Martin Narrod Oct 2016
I greet another, she can't greet me. Alone in the world I'll be. To California I've followed me there, every girl I've met shows despair.

I enter the forest, I follow a friend. But when she sees me she's silent and still.

I chase my shadow, I follow the sun. But it's dark and I'm alone again soon. Here is the question, it isn't asked but is seen. Will I always feel for much more than the human beings.

Ravens suggestions and snow covered pines, for her I'd rearrange time. I have never forgotten our words, we'll keep the promise even though it's absurd. Children gut themselves with the knife, and bleed publicly but their mothers know why. We shallow our breaths, we hold our heads down, and beat our fists on our chests. Through tomorrow we'll lay in our empty beds. Until the poison softens our heads.

She never gave me an apology. I just sit alone drinking bottom-shelf wine. I take down the down with the drugs and go down and warm myself with some morphine and smoke till I'm gone. Drop the fire on my pants, set fires to the floors, until she'll take me to the bed that once was just ours.
Emmanuel Coker May 2016
This world is not my home
This life is not my own
Walking helplessly in this spherical dome,
I'd rather walk my life alone

This world is not your home
This life is not your own
Walking aimlessly in this spherical dome,
You'd better walk your life alone

This world is not our home
This life is not our own
Walking endlessly in this spherical dome,
It's best to walk this life alone
solEmn oaSis Jan 2016
rain or shine
in hunger and thirst
no matter how insignificant
our gather horizon
during the autumn
the tree gotta branch full of pure
leaves and resin currently reduce
then a form of the only you takes its amazing column
in chief unshaded
no shadow would hide
root shall yields
lurking at our naked eye
From dawn preview
until mid-noon heat
even at the approach of dusk
shielding the blue one, i started again on the twilight
just like the lady-looking tree,
representing our mother nature...
in my private-collective mind,
members do the one of a kind!
#shapeofapparitionpoetry

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Created Nov 9, 2015

to all you guys...
~~~HAPPY 2 MONTHSARY~~~
thanks for being here and there!
I left your house--
the house I'd hoped would be ours--
and all I could think about is,
out of all the people in the world,
only you feel like home.
September 7, 2015

I shouldn't have gone to that party.

For anyone who hasn't read the poem "The Wedding", by Clementine Von Radics, I highly suggest doing so. Her work is beautiful, and that poem is pretty much exactly how I feel right now.
Liis Belle Jun 2015
A misunderstanding, and that was all it took
For everything to end like an unfinished book
Not the ending I hoped for, but things never end
In the way we wish to, hope, or intend

You were screaming and saying that it was all my own fault
I was crying and thinking that I know that’s not true
Both of us or none of us was to blame for this mess
So before it even ended, I already forgave you

But you were so angry and I was too upset
To fix or stop anything we’d later regret
You slammed the door in my face and then headed down,
Out of the house and to a far enough town

I thought that was the last time I’d see you again
But a few weeks later you showed up at my door
We were both dishevelled from two weeks of crying
If this is what love is like, I don’t want it anymore

You told me you still loved me, and in my heart I did too
You said nothing could change that, no matter what I’ll do
But I couldn’t take you back, whatever you were going to say
We both know if we continued, it’ll end anyway

Nothing is going to last forever, so why pretend that it will?
You were a beautiful chapter in my book, but a tragedy still
It’s time to move on now and find another path to take
A brand new chapter to relieve the previous one’s heartache

But when I see you walking on the street unexpectedly,
I can’t help the wave of memories that comes rushing over me
Reminding me of our beautiful beginning and the bittersweet end
An echo in both the hearts that are still yet to mend
Some days are tougher than others, and those are the days I miss you most.
Savannah Becker May 2015
This house

This house is yours 
This house is mine 
This house is open anytime
This house is happy
This house is whole
This house welcomes any soul

This house is home
N0thing Apr 2015
Why do we always blame life for all our shortcomings?
"Life is so hard"
"My life *****"
"Life is ******* up"
Alan S Bailey Apr 2015
There was once a field.
I would sit and lay on that field.
I would stay there all day, for it was ours.
Our only field.

I loved to listen to the wind chimes out there,
I could barely make them out,
but I could feel you were already about
Now I go back to that indigenous place,
To find you there to see you once more.
Now I have to be back to recover my heart,

*I will do that once more, for it is my part.
A Watoot Apr 2015
The smile on my face
Never seem to exist
before you came along.

You melt me, my heart, my soul;
You melt me along with you.

This, our revolving world,
Our grassy plane,
Our own dimension,
It's ours to claim.  No one else.


We already claimed it.
*This is ours.
Moving in sync with the others
An unspoken dance of grace
Gasps of breath fogging
Tongues seeking out new territories

Beyond written promises
We spoke a thousand words
In the silence we wrote
Documenting our mutual stories

Weaving a web of secrets
Melting into each other arms
Burned in our memories
This eternal unbreakable flame
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