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Yet again.
I've wanted or more so
This. An outlet.
Somewhere to place the emotions
Kept, felt, endured and enduring.
A place of thought and introspection.
For I live.  
In itself meaning highs and lows
Felt and known.
Poetic postings
Seranaea Jones Jul 2020
my panic sack would have
contained enough breath
to blow out most of this
year’s birthday candles


a mask tumbles out like
some kind of lung-wallet,

hinting whispered

i hyperventilate into it
with resignation upon
each casting of a socially
distant wave

splashing between crests—

a sense of security swells
in my chest as i drown in

absolute safety...

"pest bag"
©2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
i wonder if they plan to build
colonies for the infected
this century ?
Masha Yurkevich Oct 2019

I changed all my passwords to


so when I get it wrong
it says:

Your password is incorrect

Just something I read somewhere that stuck in my head.
Decided to share it with you, my friends.

Hope you had a laugh :)
Lewis Hyden Apr 2019
'Password too weak'.
I smirk and strike my keyboard,
Add a couple of fives, a question mark
At the end. Who's weak now?
My password has been
Hitting the gym. Stronger than yours.
A small victory.
© Lewis Hyden, 2019
Candace D Henry Sep 2018
The future won't find my love letters
Just texts trapped in old phones
Emails stuck on old hard drives
Maybe a password protected server

My grandchildren won't find our video chats
Even if they were recorded
All I have for them is passwords
Saving my love in clouds

The future won't know the details of how much I loved you
Sean Achilleos Jun 2018
Tuning into God is like using the correct password
I once overheard a woman praying
She muttered Lord this and Lord that ... It was Lord all over the place
Suddenly I received a vision of someone writing a letter
Then casting it to the wind in hope that it will reach the correct recipient
Then I began to wonder, Lord who? Lord of what?
A title such as Mr. or Mrs. with no specific name attached
Then it dawned on me that so many words have been spoken to the wind
Blown away ... Lost in translation
The incorrect passwords
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit
Bingo!!! Password accepted and your supplication is submitted
Whether it will be granted or not is not for me to say
However, I have heard someone say "I don't believe in God anymore, because He did not heal my loved one"
Once again I received another revelation
Had God healed your loved one, what then?
Would you have expected them to live forever?
And if they didn't ... What then?
Would you have lost faith?
Do we not know instinctively
That the day you were born, you were one day closer to the the day you are destined to die
Therefore death is part of life ... It's not the end
Simply a transformation
A never ending cycle of beginnings and endings
Life to death
Death to life
And the cycle continues
Written by Sean Achilleos 22 June 2018©
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blake Mar 2018
<starting wake.exe>
<enter password:>
<password incorrect>
<password hint: your password is [alarm]>
<password correct>
<sleep.exe has stopped>
Àŧùl Jun 2017
"I love my 57474 Forever"*
A variation of this phrase,
Used to be my password everywhere.

Yes it was so easy to remember,
For each heartbeat repeated it,
And I could just not forget it ever.

But then she chose to walk out on me,
A rethink she gave not her decision,
And seemingly I am going to be lonely,
Not just for a day but forever & ever.
On a T9 keyboard with some memory,
The number 57474 will translate as her name.

My HP Poem #1573
©Atul Kaushal

PS: I've changed my password everywhere ever since she departed from my life.
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