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I have a Peace,
where Negative Energy cease, and
Positive vibes increase,
where all unpleasant, and
bitterness feelings are released,
A place to let go of the negative vibes,
forgiving each other, and
feeling revived,
Your feeling so free
and feeling so alive
whatever the attack, you
were able to survive,
comfort, and solace, and
feeling at ease, because
you let go, and
is now at Peace!!!


B.R.
Date: 8/22/2025
Madeline Lee Aug 24
water drips down my hair
—weary floating away
clean cotton tee on me body
—on me way to start the day :)
I still believe in euphoria,
Just like I believed in you, for ya.
I was making love with your idea,
With bursting passion, a complete aria.

Healing takes time, they say.
Now it is high time I went on with this day:
Finally being present, taking time to smell the leaves of bay,
I dare say, the infinite maze finally paid.
Honoring the blessing that sword-fights the ice age in my thought-printing machine.
When that jazz song hits the false ending,
The moment fright rises and screams: "Defectively, all's landing."
Suddenly, the walls witness the rhythm's reviving;
The caged page bleeds its dead greys to green.

Losing is a hyponym of despair, by definition,
Until one can notice the "creative destruction."
Suffering with pinching feet in a cursed dance any day-
Though Marcus said, "What stands in the way becomes the way."

Rabid monsters, for your parts all were greedy.
Events are unfolding in the background,
As bite marks leave you rusty.
That's how all falls into place: the principle of "synchronicity".
Rain Jul 7
I long to write beautiful words,
That convey love and things like birds.
Poetry inspired by life,
Stories and tales of overcoming strife.

Instead, the words flow from darkness,
Metaphors oozing harshness.
Words inspired by pain and death.
Conveying my struggles through every shallow breath.

Songs and ballads about glowing angels,
Not demons and monsters portraying dangers.
Hopefully, one day flowers will start to sprout,
From the dying fire, I only knew about.

Words of life and glittering hope,
Emerging from darkness, my blindness will grow.
Music of old heartbreak transforming slowly,
Echoing through my paper and healing mellowly.
Yuzuko Jul 5
P)erspective is a kind, optimistic one
O)ne that is playful and fun
S)eeks answers in a adventures way
I)n the mind the light outshines the grey
T)ruth seekers in this lying, destructive world
I)ndirectly impacting and affecting another’s world
V)ictims to hate and utter destruction
E)ven moving with a head held high though the corruption
What does it mean to be positive? take a deep look at your heart and soul... find the moon!
Rubyredheart Jun 13
Cool crisp morning
Bright blue sky with scattered clouds
Happy children’s chatter
Snow-dressed mountains in the rearview mirror
Rise regally across the fog-cloaked Sound
framed by earthy evergreen spires…
These vibrations of sound and light
trace smiles ‘round my face & eyes
on this otherwise monotonous  morning drive to school.
Originally published 15th Dec 2021 | Edited 25th Feb 2025 | Edited June 13, 2025
Daniel Tucker Jun 18
When it seems as though
The human coil is unravelling
And we have peaked
Our REM of creativity
And we seem awash
In half-baked positive negativity
And the whole world seems
To be drowning in self-induced sleep
While even the watchers
Seem to have both eyes closed...

Turn this thing around
And open bloodshot eyes.
Stop your own unravelling
And delve deeper into creativity.
Strengthen the bonds of your own
Exclusive and non-exclusive spheres.
Allow your peaceful world to dawn
Even though the outside world drowns
In its own exclusive and non-exclusive pool of fears.
Shadows dance with light,  
Each moment shifts the view,  
Life's glass half-full, bright.
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