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HeartCore Sep 2017
As we go to rest our bodies
in our soft, warm and cozy beds,
our minds drop from the highest mountain peek,
down to a nonstop fall that becomes the universe,
lightened by stars that shine in every single one of us.
Yet thode stars are so far away.

We fall in deep thought of confusion and doubt
that then becomes an inexplicable emotion.

We defy the laws of physics
to travel though the wormhole
and find that the other side of the universe is closer than we think
And that love really has no boundaries but just a twist in space.

-HeartCore (Kenth B. Soto)
Long distance relationships are strange, hope it works out for anyone that tries them.
Varsha Nehra Jun 2017
World peace?
Is that possible?
I have been living for 20 years
In this world where I can't find peace,
Even in my own country,
How can I dream of world peace,
I think it is out of our reach,
When a cat doesn't like another one,
When a dog won't let anyone eat it's food,
How can we expect to achieve the peace,
It'll never come true, I know for sure,
The neighboring country are at each other's throat,
But US talks about world peace,
As though it doesn't have its own wars to fight,
India has enmity all around it,
China was born a enemy to all,
No feelings to befriend it,
All are lower to them,
I don't think world peace is possible,
But nothing is impossible,
Maybe we'll get there one day,
When jealousy will vanish from the face of world.
Ashna Alee Khan Jun 2017
It been a long way each and everyday a struggle but with you by my side, with you holding me tight.  I feel like I can fly I can win every fight, so what if we seen a war that almost impossible to win. As long as we have each other we can make it, even if we became so close  in such short time I get up to see you, I get on to be with you, i love calling your name out knowing you be there. I can say this with all my heart can't think of anyone i would rather be with in my life. You are my home, my sun, my  air that fills my lungs with you...i can be me and that one the most important thing about a relationship you can be your self  and to know that person loves you for it makes my heart beat stronger. For when we together anything is possible.
K Jun 2017
You became my heart
Four years and eight months ago.
Through the windows
Of love
I envisioned you
Forever
For so long
irreparable and
Microscopic
Was the muscle
Left
of my heart.
Superwoman
Has nothing on you
An angel
Grace
you brought upon me
10.11.12
Ben At93 Mar 2017
Say we fix the people,
Make them honest and good,
Say we brush them rust to gold,
Into something we choose,

Say we dress them nicely,
Make them compassionate and kind,
Say they all became heroes we want them to be,
With a phenomenal strength in mind,

Say we abolish hate,
And we all throw love around,
Say we end all conflicts,
Every one puts their weapons to the ground,

Say we change this world,
Into something we'd want it to be,
Say its all possible,
And it starts with you and me,
George Krokos Jan 2017
Caught in this twisted maze of God's creation
one can't very well see the light or destination
of what is supposed to be a stairway to heaven
that ends up being like the steps of the heathen
which are usually known to lead us all astray
that many people do ignorantly use each day.

We must be able to find a path that's new
and to realise it as something that is true.
Otherwise it'll become very dry and brittle
amounting to nothing more which is little
that is seen or known to be just worthless
like anything without a seed is fruitless.

How could we all be left here like this
to moan that we're now lost and amiss?
as compared to that which we once were
and what we could all be again to confer.
But we haven't all gone astray as it seems
for there are those who've realised dreams.

They're the ones who've come and gone before
to that place on the horizon and opened a door
in that sanctified land or realm of possibility
where just about everything is possible to see.
One needs only to have faith and also believe
avoiding those things that are here to deceive.
________
Written in 2016.
Kelly Weaver Jun 2016
I don't know
When she's coming back
Or when we'll be
A family
Or when the next earthquake
Will shake our house
As violently as
His voice did when
They fought.

I don't know
When he's coming back
Or when she'll be
In love again
Or when this hurricane
Will finally destroy
Every part of us
Until there's absolutely
Nothing left.

I don't know
When we'll be back
Or if we ever will be
But I do know
That my mother
Doesn't wear her
Wedding rings
Anymore.
Maggie Emmett Apr 2016
(for Jill Jones)

Each day is always possible
I fling myself at chances.

My horizon pulses its limitless light
splitting atoms, shattering the white.

Silver birches shiver spotlights
whispering forgotten lines in my ears.

Feathered clouds soar and skim
as I taste the vast blue skin of sky.

I catch the words beneath the waves
each tide of syllables and song.

I’m sand-etched and scratch at
language lost and left on the shore.

I make for the glowing yellow moment  
and live in metaphor.


© M.L.Emmett 2016
Written in response to a poem by Jill Jones - an Australian poet
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