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So tired spent the day and evening
Doing things for other people.
Now I am shattered.
Crystal Freda Apr 2018
She laid her head against a tree.
Pink petals blossomed and fell on her head.
It tickled her nose as she smelled the scarlet
and the flowers around her bloomed and spread.

Her pale blue eyes shimmered from the sun
while her body was covered by the tree's shade.
She scooped up a rosy flower gently in her hand
and tucked it in her messy braid.

Spring had arrived with all its blossoms
and she sniffed the soft aroma of this season.
She loved the colors and all the sunshine
which was all so very pleasing.
Deep Sangani Jan 2018
Death
sounds pleasing and
yet
terrifying.
I wouldn't want to die
not just yet
yet
DEATH
sounds so
devine.

Imagine
sleeping forever underneath
lush beds,
silence
over sound
Imagine
mermaids all around
Death began at my first cry//
Take  me as you find
Me.
Or  not at all.
I don't  have to live up to others expectations .
trf Nov 2017
months are getting shorter than
                prescription bottle dates
                                  say they would
         the holes on the strap of his belt
                     are putting for triple bogey
               shedding the wrong weight and
                    feeling kinda nervous to say so
                                                              ­             shine a light on anything(-)
                                 and watch it misbehave
                                                it always will.
                                    where we are going
                                        is never the way
                                          we used to be
                                     Is That Exciting
                                          Frightening
  ­                                          Relieving
             ­                                   or D.
                                       All of the above
**** Powerful ******* Fallacies
Sushant Bhujel Apr 2017
Spring time of the year
Pure, present, pleasure pulse
Right to the heart, ricochets
'In-love' feel of the earth
No part in the world's not worth
Grace in the eyes, Love in the heart

Time and again
In drizzly rains
Mellow sun shines
Easing the nerves, pleasing the folks!
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