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Breanna Lowney Jun 2020
Is what I see through these eyes of mine really what’s in front of me?

Would anyone agree or reply instead, on the contrary.

Some things look so real but lack the fiber that’s required to being.

Allusion turned illusion, translation delusively believed.

Truth rejected, blatantly refused involuntarily due to brainwash of mainstream.

Maintaining distorted beliefs perpetuated by erratic theory.

When did it all turn upside down?

Like an hourglass it won’t last but an hour now.

How much longer will it be until justice is found?

Anyone dare object?

The Fowler should proceed with caution.

Where are the uncorrupt are they anywhere to be found?

It isn’t right that we truly have no rights.

Injustice profound.

Appropriation of our Constitution.

Can we turn this around?
old willow May 2020
I saw a monk stopped by.
He had heard of my question before,
so he gave me an answer.
Rock is karma.
I asked him to explain,
but he smiled and left.
InkHarted May 2020
figures, flames and dancing silhouettes
shades and flashes and a zing
warmth, chills and lost in azure cloud
falling to a limitless pit
a face a mirror a pathway
a door a lamp a distance
a shadow a fear a climb a cliff
a death a memory a gateway.
InkHarted May 2020
Oh cry of the heavens why pat my shoulder
will they ever return to me
I think  not
thank you for lending your heartfelt sighs
but I too can cry a river
but like all rocks, sharp and cutting
my tears will go around them
and within their hearts
will remain dry.
old willow May 2020
Waiting at the crossroad,
I’ve met countless travelers.
Shaking my head from disappointment,
They could not answer my question.
— What is a rock?
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
Do not shun your aspirations
Must have sights set high
Hold a chance at succeeding
Your unwavering dream can fly

Wonder hard
Ponder long
Believe in imagination
Is there limit to what you can achieve?
Pursue your hearts creation
Trying to motivate/inspire others
Elaiza Banasig Apr 2020
Ayos lang naman Le
na sa panahong ito ka nasaktan
Sa panahon ng kawalan
walang kasiguraduhan

Hindi mo naman kasalanan
na ngayon ka nya iniwan

hindi mo naman masisisi
na hindi ikaw ang pinili

tinanong mo kung lilipas rin to

baka bukas?
siguro...


baka sa susunod?
siguro...

baka sakaling mawala




bumalik
ang sakit o ang pag-ibig?


ano ang pipiliin?
wariy parehas lang din

ang sakit.

puno ng kawalan
walang kasiguraduhan
walang patutunguhan
Flynn Apr 2020
It's nice to go out
wandering and pondering
I should do it more
Written today mid-walk through the woods
Time to myself to think
Didnt see a soul for 3 hours :)
Dez Mar 2020
As the fine flower life does fade
As the grass in the field life does yield
As the moon in the sky life dose pass us by
As the trees do grow life does go
As the leaves do fall the end of life does call
As I write this poem I wonder if you will ponder?
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