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Mark Toney Mar 2020
that which we hunger for
our appetite is huge—
times to reciprocate
we become
Skrooge




© 2020 by Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
2/9/2020 - Poetry form: Fifer - 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 lines of reducing number of words (or syllables if preferred) - © 2020 by Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
Max Neumann Feb 2020
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UuuZMg6NVeA
Sorry guys, that's not a poem. Had to publish it :-) So much love in it, HEAVEN YEAH!

Today is a good day.

Youtube: Hezekiah Walker New Video "Every Praise"
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2020
She told me
"I am the Moon."

Seriously
I believed it
Her gravity is
What can't be
Denied

It’s always been
The truth
Genre: Observational
Theme: Muse and the Muser.
Author's Note: Too far yet close. The soul of every spilled ink.
PiLomus Feb 2020
You are and you are not,
From infinity to a single dot,
From stillness to passion,
A night to commemorate your compassion.
Few lines on the occasion of Shivaratri- meaning the night of Shiva.
Micah G Feb 2020
When flesh prevails
And spirit fails
Who remains?

When passions die
And evil lies
Who remains?

When love is lost
And warm faith is frost
Who remains?

When blood is shed
And near is death
Who remains?

When the others fall
And one stands tall
Who remains?

I will tell you who remains
I will tell you who saves with grace
Yahweh saves

Our Father remains
Mitch Prax Feb 2020
Why do I still crave
validation from people
who I've never met?

7:10 PM
18/2/20
Ashlyn Yoshida Feb 2020
Give me a letter
Find me a word
tell me something
that  I've never heard

Make me a story
Write me a song
I will always be there
I have been all along

But if you should stop
If you should quiet
I will leave you forever
alone in the silence
This is called narcissism.
Jenish Feb 2020
Sun scatters splendid splendors in utter silence
Flowers shed their pure fragrance without any aim
Never once they never trumpet their excellence
Real wisdom, real merits acquires great fame

The moon maps her magic hue in silent midnight
Wind swept in melodious tone scenting surprise
Ever did they ever boost their mettlesome might?
Never fool can ever shine bruiting his own praise.
Behold!
I look to the sky
With a joyful heart
Praise, honor and glory to His name
Faced an endless time with zero chance
Of freeing myself, finding home
The cuff was my gold wrist watch
The steel cage was my proper place
Stripped of my right, faith and freedom
But He stepped in
To show me the way, truth and life
He was all I needed
To break my chains
Now I see a newfangled beginning
I can stay awake and still be free
I’m saved
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