Regan 1h
Four letters, many meanings.

What is it? I’m not sure.

Is it pain or something good?

Is it an emotion, action, or both?

How do we really know?

How does it make us feel?

Love, a word with many connotations.

But I don’t really know what it is yet.

I love my possessions, I love my family.

I am not quite sure, what it is exactly.

Maybe I’ll have to receive to understand.
“What is love? Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more”
Shirt on, tie and suit
Rushing out the door in new shoes in hot pursuit after the buss
Onboard, looking for a free seat
Looking for new people to meet
Of the buss, rushing to Uni
Have to be there before eight
I'm late, guess that's just fate
Ready to study, human philosophy
Human evolution, what a catastrophe
A real equation, philosophical question, then the answer and a spicy evaluation
Not what we thought, something we forgot?
I guess not
Thinking really hard
Well, I'm not all that smart...
When they ask, "what do you want to be?"

"An example", just reply.
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: You deserve no less
AB 2d
“So you’re a ‘short but sweet’ kinda girl?”
she asked.
Her lipstick red, matte -
Spread across lips that smiled often,
Kindly, softly, reserved.

“I guess so,” I shrugged.
Little did she know.

Little did she know that her comment
“short but sweet kinda girl”
Would echo in my head at night,
Drum through my thoughts on the bus,
Bury itself into my mind whilst I showered.

‘Short but sweet’.
What did it mean?
I had spoken to someone who said this very thing - “so you’re a short but sweet kinda girl?” I might have taken it too far, but I really do think it’s summed me up. Whether I’m happy with that or not is another story - but it’s true. Even when writing and reading poetry I prefer short pieces - even this piece itself is a  long than I would prefer. I don’t know, I guess I’m curious - how would you sum yourself up?. One sentence.
Amenah 3d
‘Nobody Cares’
the gravity of those words
send me reeling
into the abyss of despair

are the greatest loves
fables of a deluded woe-begone?

if compassion dissolves to materail nothingness,

if passion is the means of exhuasting unrealised fantasises and lusts,

if trusts are meant to be cruelly broken,

What Is Love?

A pack of lies?
A tantamount of deceit and devillery?
A sad parody of broken hearts and damaged souls?
Or leecherous devouring of enigmas till they’ve sapped to death?

I wish those words
wouldn’t have murdered such beautiful innocence
of a perfect love
WCA 4d
I did not know that that would be the last time I saw you.

I wish I had known.

I wonder what I would have done differently.

**

"I'll call you tomorrow."
To be sure of the unsure.
You need to be clear of the unclear.
To be Clear of the unclear you need to see through the thick mist of Question.
When I have nothing inside
I follow the lights
Ahead of me
To grow with grace

Taking a break
To gain something nice

You have to believe
I change my mind

I’m coming home

But,
Where I’m from?

Am I the soul?
Am I the myth?
Am I the stardust?
Or, the galaxy?

Am I the question
Or, the answer
Or, the silence in between

Or, am I the one,
Who lost the identity?
Or, the change
Time waiting for
Genre:Abstract
Theme: All possibilities
PoserPersona Jun 11
Yes, it's seemingly a nonsensical rhetorical question, but, for that precise reason, it will illustrate a lesson, if you so desire to tag along for this short session.

Per Wikipedia, "The horse (Equus ferus caballus) is one of two extant subspecies of Equus ferus. It is an odd-toed ungulate mammal belonging to the taxonomic family Equidae." Hmmm... I much prefer that the horse goes "Nay," eats hay, has a mane, and is ridden by cowboys, cowgirls, Indians, equestrians, knights, jockeys, conquistadors, Mongols, and all. Even better, just point a horse out or otherwise show a picture to a kid and they will never be mistaken again. Even the littlest ones will never be stumped when faced with a rhino, tiger, giraffe, camel, and such.

Admittedly, there is a worry that we could be fooled with that of a donkey or mule. How come no one has taken advantage of this?! What a scam to get us rich! "Duh doy," you say, cause we all know when we see a horse, so why would anyone try to trick us with an ass?! Well I ask you in turn, why does anyone try to trick us with good art versus bad let alone art versus crap? How could anyone fall for that?!
Dear "I love you"
I've never really understood you,
how you are so full of commitment,
passion,
excitement,
confidence,
secrecy,
jubilance,
­mirth,
and, well, love.
And yet,
you are used so carelessly.
Without thought or meaning.
And I stop to think when I hear you,
are you really meant when you are used?
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