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Natasha Apr 2018
Guy One liked thick girls.
But I didn’t have curves so I started
Doing squats
Lunges
Barbells
When I would take a picture I would cringe
At the flatness of my ***
The thinness of my thighs
The sparseness of my arms.

Guy Two liked skinny girls.
And I had gained some weight so I started
Eating less
Running the treadmill
Pretending drinks were meals
I would stare at the toilet bowl and cringe
At the rolls in my stomach
The bulge above my jean hem
The loose skin below my chin.

I like strong girls
Who look in the mirror and smile
At their curves and dips
The stretch marks and bones
The freckles, the dark circles, the dry patches–

My body is a sanctuary
And if you don’t like it
Then *******.
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Forward


Under moonlight you can lose yourself;
Set your inhibitions free and cast away your self-doubt.
The fear may guide you if your life is Hell,
But only you are able to lead yourself out.


If you need somebodies help to save your own life,
Then beg them to aid yourself and let them soothe your strife.
If your future has always remained hidden from your eyes,
Then build yourself a new destiny and make a change.
If everything you used to love, you have now grown to despise,
Then search for a better way to cure your pain.


Hope has always been there, all you need to do is believe;
Nobody can steal your future from you,
If you can keep your eyes open and somehow see.
The happiness you are waiting for is beyond this door;
When you pass through it, close it behind you
And your misery will be with you no more.


Know the score and dream of being loved;
Wishes are created to build a better world for each of us.
Throw down your gauntlet and challenge anything bad, for you are good;
The superhero will never lose,
So face your demons and lift your head up.


Nightmares are just dreams that haven’t morphed into day dreams yet;
Live your life like it is all that you have got and have no regrets.
You will never be able to do enough, so just do your best;
Positive will always end the negative, so always take a forward step.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Alice Lovey Apr 2018
Is this the quiet after the storm?
The tunneling winds
Leaving worlds torn.
The rain had beat down,
Leaving us to drown.
Warmth is what it seizes,
Blue eyes darkening as
Cold water freezes.

"I don't feel anything right now."

Calling voices outside me
They echo,
Attempting to guide me.
I don't listen, I watch the ice glisten.
Cuz I'm not as they described me.

Then as if in clarity,
After light dies, and anger subsides,
A spectrum of rarity.
Each color a hue
Of a muse
On a horizon of sunset and dew.
Lorenzo Neltje Apr 2018
Streamline yourelf
Make it feel real
Coz the world in your head
You're too tied to it
Honey
Let it go
Let the worlds
Dissappear
Coz sweetheart
You need to concentrate
Keep it together
For a night and
One more day?
Honey, please
You can sleep when you're at home
And yeah
You can walk down that street and say
This ain't home anymore
But you'll still look at your books
And be too tired to pack 'em up
Darling, for now
You're stuck here
'Til you get out
But it isn't really that bad
Just look at what's here
Look,
you can fight that dragon
Another day
Honey you're fine
You're fine here
Just keep breathing
Until you walk down that street
And wage war with yourself
Again
Oh, look at your mess
Lady
Why are you only kind to yourself
In your poems?
Yesterday was a pretty bad day, I got home and wrote 3 poems just to vent. This was the second of the three.
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2018
Based on all evidences and witness
And revised act of 2018
This Court
Acknowledges your big day
and wants to,
wish you happy B’day

“Stay blessed
Stay free”
The Jury said.
Genre: Fiction
Theme: The jury’s last words decide the future. There is a single decision between a totally different life.  What if  judgement be filled with kind words, what if jury find a hundreds way to decide letting one to improve, not just to punish.
Safira Azizah Apr 2018
I look up
to the ceiling
as I close my eyes
and open up my mind
as I imagine how free I would be
if I fly away through the chimney
fly like the birds
sleep in the clouds

but to be free,
doesn't always mean
I can fly
I can run away
I can do as I wish

to be free is,
to let my feelings grow
to overtake myself from ego
to cry and not to be ashamed
to love unconditionally
to give myself a time
to forgive the one who hurted me



find the peace of mind
and live the moment.
fisharedrowning Mar 2018
We won't always remain who we think we are.
By chance, hard work, or just through
Our natural trajectory of life,
We transform into a stronger, wiser, better, us.

I used to fail physical education.
Never into sports, hated it with a passion.
Now I exercise thrice a week -
Skateboarding, ice skating, muay thai, & yoga.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still physically weak.
Only liking exercise
Just enough to be healthy.

When my first love broke my heart,
I felt like being torn apart.
Heart swelling like it's been stung  
By all the hurt I couldn't contain.
But as I grew larger my heart stretched,
Now accommodating
Both love and pain.

I was never one for religion,
And surprised myself when I started reading,
Thinking about God,
Wondering, hoping...

I always thought I had a gift for pessimism.
"Why so emo?" they liked to chime in.
It took a spiral to the sightless abyss,
Before I found comfort in the darkness.
With blinded eyes I've seen a fraction
Of the world's beauty,
Filling me
With a thirst for more,
To scents and sounds I've never been.

Life finds us in funny ways,
We are capable of more than we think.
Doing things greater
Than we ever imagined.

Change is the only constant,
And to change is to grow,
To grow is to live.
To remain stagnant is to regress,
And that is the opposite of living.
Dezzie Hex Mar 2018
Do you love the ripples of my body?

Watch me move like water between your silken sheets and splay myself bare.
I am not carved of wood like you; nay, I am shaped like waves under a thunderous sky.
My skin is made of salt and sea, glittering under the weeping moon.
Drown yourself in the swell of waves upon my vast *****.
Swim within me and know the curves of my body as Odysseus knew his path.
Drink me like wine until you are gasping for air against my lips.
Trace the wide plains of my hips, caressed by ocean like a sunken ship.

Count my ripples: forevermore, they are yours.
Fox Friend Mar 2018
If in order to exist, it must be written
then at dawn when I wake, I'll reach for my pen.

I'll write of light, sunrises, love, and beauty.
My pages will overflow with all things good.
I'll write of adventure & kindness, of laughter & healing.
My steps will scream confidence, though I've stumbled each time I stood.

If in order to exist, it must be written
then I will never ceases writing, until I reach the end.
My heart is a home
Not a vacation spot,
A beach house,
Or a day trip.
So don’t step through the threshold
unless you are willing to pay a lifetime of mortgage,
manage the creaking floors
And handle all of the broken little parts.
My door is closed to visitors.
My door is closed to thieves with their facades glowing in dim moonlight.
Understand.
My locks have been damaged,
curtains torn.
Please understand.
I am tired.
A warning to all who enter
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