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Poetical Aug 3
I like how the die was cast:
I know the last will be first,
and the first will be last.
Yet I worry about the future
because I've lived through the past.
Bea Aguilar Jul 28
I wish I could tell you
all the things i want
without getting hurt
or crying

I wish I could express
how devastating it is
to hear those words
from you

I wish I could show you
all the scars i got
from the words
you threw at me

I can't escape
Peter Balkus Jul 25
You don't have to plan
your funeral,
if you know that you'll never die.
Alex Gifford Jun 24
Every year comes less defining.

Deeper roots and with less pining.

Past decisions, cobblestone.

Better think before you sow.
Jueria Shaik May 21
As though living the life itself is not stressful
People expect me to plan my life and every action.
rosie May 17
it seems as though she was
so very sure of herself
her future planned out
step by step

people change
everyone has still so much
life to live
and time to learn

with no plan
nothing can go wrong

nobody has it
"all figured out"
the future is an unknown
that everyone is heading towards
rosie May 17
promises never break
a second guess follows
consistent questions
constantly running
never stopping for breath

a promise makes sense
an insurance for the other party
content and sure
they are
while in the meantime
schemes less favorable by both
winter child Apr 7
5 years later—
I still wanna be me.
more a listener,
minus anxiety.
5 years later—
I still wanna have a room,
with a big glass window
where I keep my feelings on display
in the highest floor of a skyscraper,
to catch more of sunlight
so I don’t have anymore trouble
to be more opened up.
5 years later—
I wanna read myself better
and be more careless about people.
kids might be an option,
but I still wanna share the bed with my cat.
Ken Pepiton Apr 4
Its possible to imagine reading this on you tube live,

it can happen, it aint Wutang wu wei woo woo dangle

bait, bait, betcha
betcha did, betcha won and didn't know it,

down to the dimple in the chin, a Haps

pers happenstance of time and chance, all we know

it gets thrown in the mix and out comes

that's what's happening. Roll the bones.

The lot is cast into the lap, but the whole dis
of... the lot, the die, the rolled filipped coing coing cong

{stop} re en state

What was the last co-gent, co-gentle, thought?

Religrelegreligreleg etaoinshrdlu to you. FS.

AH, fightin' words, kettle drums, Tibetan gongs,

Hopi Kokapelli flute,
sweet, a turkey gobbled outside my window

and I laughed, and that did good,
like a medicine.
AI landmark
As a hunter would wait
And watch from far away,
He always knew he have to work silently
To get his hand on his prey,
In the time he would keep
Himself hidden in green,
He would scheme and plan
Before he takes his aim,
Hear and sense, and dont just trust
Be a like hunter and dont fall for bait,
The vicinity is vitiate
Its full of foul intent,
If you don't stay alert you would fall like icarus,
See the world as facade
And keep conscience sharp as blade,
Depict yourself sagacious
And slain judas without lament.
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