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Trails of light impair sight
Pulsating snake-like kites
Shine stronger collectively
More from than the left or right
I, cannot see properly
What is in front of me
Peak lightning streaks

Been here before
Status is temporary
Symptoms of brain fatigue
Or excessive use of screens
Warning signs align
Step away from this stationary place
Researching this state
No pain or migraine
Time to vacate by taking a break
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Jo Barber Aug 12
Wind throws itself through my clothes,
tossing my hair and cooling the sweat of the climb
from my burning, beating body.
I am here. I am where I need to be -
high above the crowds and the clouds,
alone and utterly free.
There is much to see
but little to do,
and earthly troubles melt away
amidst these towering peaks.

It is mine, I declare.
But no, only here in the mountains
do you finally realize
that nothing belongs to you.
Savio Fonseca Jun 21
I was Wooing My Honey,
on a dark lonely Night.
The Stars were missing
and the Moon was nowhere in Sight.
We were sailing in Italy,
on the Waters of Lake Como.
Reminding ourselves,
of Our Nightmare near Mount Bromo.
The Waves were Flirting
and Romancing the Shore.
Her Kisses started pouring
and we're sweeter than Before.
As Our bodies went Sailing,
from one position to Another.
The Rain came Tumbling,
changing the ****** Weather.
As Our Romance reached,
it's Mountain Peak.
Our Bodies were Locked,
putting an end to The Week.
rose Jun 17
life was a hill
and I was at its peak
chuckling, I thought
"it only goes downhill from here"
oh the irony of
such a content life
blazing soul Mar 1
Admiring the sunset with its radiating beauty, quite intriguing how it sets in ur view but to another it's still a beautiful noonday, to another it's just a rising sun.. Quite fascinating how time crawls swiftly, I found myself walking through three sunsets in oblivion, quite slow in my sight hence just turned my vision for what I could say 2 passing seconds to the North, on restoring to the west I met with a sunset again..

Starring at a beauty in its highest peak of perfection, the sunrise,
The sunset
Karli Z Jun 2019
Inflated egos float up
to the summit with fates
cradled in each hand to
decide whether we peak
or plummet.
Ray Dunn Aug 2019
take me to the nearest mountain.
i’ll bring snacks, the blanket,
you’ll bring you and a map.

we’ll sit and eat snacks under the stars,
all until the floods make us chew
with our mouths closed
i’m in a weird mood tonight idk i’m kinda in love with the moon and the color green so i’m gonna roll w it
Nylee May 2019
I see no difference.

All the feelings beat the same rhythm
Heartbeats caught well on machine.

Time has prospered
everything is different
I feel all the same.

New avenues
World is at reach
Our stories all sneak
With touch and flick.

advancement in nooks and corner
But problems are growing
ever increasing
the time does not feel any longer.

Every stitch at nine
Life not working as design
It is getting harder to breathe
All the pollution at its peak
Everything is toxic.
Infant writer May 2019
With my inward eye
I saw the light
When darkness was
My only companion.
From behind my lashes
I stepped a little
With dreams to
Clothes humid
Like my mortal
Heart held me
When I was broken.
But people forget
The shattered mortals
Can be united not
The broken ones
With weights of all
Gone faiths, I walked.
Though I didn't reach
The summit yet
I saw the peak
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