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Sumaira Asghar Jan 2019
My life like soft grey clouds
floats in front of me.
I see pictures
of past cliches-
flashbacks of heartbreaks,
And some of love and warmth.
I grab from these pictures
a few abandoned dreams,
before they disappear
in the thin air.
I choose merrily,
I choose merrily what's mine.
Levi Jan 2019
A picture paints a thousand words.
Why won’t you stop shouting?
I’m already close.
My stimulus can’t take it.
I wanted to finish each line rather than have them continued as part of the metaphor.

Sometimes in the pursuit of expression or content, I lose track of what is now. I’d much rather be able to accept it
Kyra Jan 2019
Perhaps they were right
about cameras
They really do steal our souls
and place them
in pretty little squares.
Hidden.

Maybe that's why
we're all
soulless now.
Grace Dec 2018
Wearing someone else’s coat
Their pictures in the pockets
Makeup on the collar
Maybe it’s too big
Too small
Sometimes other people’s clothes
Just don’t fit right
Riley Cartwright Dec 2018
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I still have screenshots.
From nights
You definitely
Do not remember.
...
I still have recordings
Of things
You don't remember saying.
Words you don't remember falling
From your mouth.
...
I still have memories.
From the first few nights.
Mental images of our smiles.
The laughter.
The fun.
Our happiness.
...
I wish I could
Forget.
....
I want to
Forget
...
I need to
Forget
The way you looked at
Me
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Penguin Poems Dec 2018
I see you
a preview
of a perfect blight
summer nights
with windows down
and I try not to drown
in acid rain
again
c Nov 2018
turn the phone on silent
get the angle right
send the message, take a breath
you'll lose yourself tonight

caught up in your nightmare
no dignity to find
so bite your tongue and move along
too late to hit rewind

i never meant to start this
the one thing i regret
but you text me and i don't leave
i wish i could forget
One and Only Nov 2018
There are pictures I have kept
Saving each for the feelings brought back
But I cannot send them,
I cannot right now.

There are pictures I have kept,
Kept for the memories we had.
I’d love to send them
But would it be bad?

There are pictures I have kept,
They still live in my phone.
Reminding me of you,
Is it so bad that I want old to be the new?

These pictures I keep,
Tell me of our love,
Tell my heart be strong
tell me to rise above.
I dunno if it’s okay for me to still be clingy and lovey and all that. I want to, trust me. But is it okay for you? I want you to be happy and if in any way I’m stopping you please tell me. I love you so much ❤️
Elissa Deauvall Oct 2018
A picture is worth a thousand words
and a picture can freeze a moment in time.

My pictures do just that.

Because every picture hold the memories
of our late night conversations
our road trips
the days we listened to music too loud
and the days we laughed until our stomachs hurt.

I can't photograph every moment
but I'll take pictures of you taking pictures
every chance I get.
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