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You’ve come a long way.
Don’t rise up until you feel the strength
Rise in you.

You’ve given yourself to everybody around
Now you are on the ground,
So lay down.

Birds won’t fly until you stand,
Understand the need of living and giving
Believing and grieving,

Completing

Each task on your way.

It’s been a long one.
Let weakness capture you —
You are the one to fight for.

While you’re on the floor,
I will lie with you.
Until you are strong enough again

To gain every thing you’re worthy of.
Dearest October,
please be kind -
already the leaves are flame-bright,
and made fragile -
I am the same:
ready to fall to the earth
decay
and find rebirth among the twining roots

Dearest October,
please be kind -
my leaves are changing hue
and grown fragile
in the season of change,
ready to feed the hungry ground -
fodder for the spring rot

Dearest October,
please be kind -
my leaves are tearing away,
plucked and pulled by each ardent breeze,
My roots grow deep,
bracing for the winter
and the dark night of rest
Wrote this on September 30th as I pondered the change of the seasons and what autumn means to me 🍂
LWZ Sep 2020
Shook
Took
A pawn and not a rook
Out of my mind and heading home
I could have changed my mind and headed by your side
So unnecessary and cruel
I won the Bet
And took what was left

See what’s next.
Try your best.
Until I finally put this to rest
The Dybbuk Sep 2020
Silence doesn't come easily anymore;
we have abandoned ourselves
in favor of slot machines.
I have grown weary of spinning bells,
colored lights, and empty words.
Patience is my companion now,
and serenity follows closely behind.
I will walk the path alone,
and revel in the company of stillness,
as wanderlust guides me deeper
into the woods.
Unpolished Ink Sep 2020
The world took a break

Traffic stilled, just the dark rope of empty roads stretching for miles

Birds sang in the trees

No planes flew

People didn't rest

They sat in their houses and  didn't sleep, no matter how calm the world outside the window

We worried and wished and waited for it all to be over

For the planet to wake up

So that we could go to bed
Raven Woodfort Sep 2020
Let it go.
The headache, the surge of pain-
free medicine through your veins,
Let it go.

Float in the air
fighting your ghosts in a night-
mare of clouded screams and whips
and lashes of
peace

peace

peace.


Sleep at last.
The best painkiller for head- and heartaches is still sleep.
Radhika Lusted Sep 2020
Another night
i lay to rest
With all these words
But what a test

Find the meaning
say what’s best
But sometimes it’s  
just saying less
Slime-God Sep 2020
Shadows cross my path.
I rest myself in their shade.
Sit, linger with me.
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