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Zia Jan 2020
none the wiser
you the stranger
smiled with candor
it felt like summer
and i melt like butter
in the dead of winter
Zia Jan 2020
happy is i
i cannot lie
read my eyes
you’ll realise
Nilia Loh Dec 2019
Forget Me Not,
Despite our knots.
Forget you Not,
Despite those rots.

Forget Me Not,
Though we've fought.
Forget You Not,
Though we're naught.

Forget Me Not,
When all is fraught.
Forget You Not,
When all is wrought.
An old poem I'm posting regarding someone whom was very important in my life that has forgotten me at this point :)
Nadia Dec 2019
Twas the last day of school
before a long winter break
Not a student was learning,
they were all munching on cake

The children had tidied,
supplies all snug in their places
With candy cane smiles
lighting up their sweet faces

The artwork was stowed
in their backpacks with care
In the hope that they'd bring
holiday cheer home to share

When outside the portable
there arose such a clatter
Ms. G sprang from the party
to see what was the matter

The class followed her out,
filling up the whole porch
And right out in front of them,
near as a bright as a torch

Rudolph, nose blazing red
through the dark Vancouver rain,
Behind him the reindeer
pulling Santa’s sleigh like a train

Santa jumped out spritely,
red hat bouncing with glee
He waved at the group and
boomed out, "Hello there Ms. G,"

“And Division 14,
all of you good girls and boys.
We’re rehearsing our run
to practice delivering toys”

The reindeer pranced all round,
putting on a fine show
Santa offered his hand and said,
“Come on Ms. G, let’s go,”

“We’ll drop you in Mexico
before we head back,”
Ms. G happily agreed, asking
“do you have time for a snack?”

The class joyfully welcomed
the jolly crew to the party
They delighted in the games
and the food, eating hearty

Too soon it was time
for the guests of honour to go
Santa sprang to his sleigh and
exclaimed, “**, **, **,”

"Now, Rudoph and Dasher!
Dancer, Prancer and *****!
Now, Comet! on, Cupid!
On, Donner on Blitzen!

“To the top of the portable
then over the school
To Mexico we go,
to Ms. G’s holiday by the pool.”

And off the sleigh flew
with Ms. G safely strapped in,
Her pink toque a-bobbing,
her face all a-grin

They heard him exclaim,
ere he drove out of sight—
"Happy Holidays to all,
and to all a good night!"
Wrote a little rhyme for little one's teacher holiday card after twas the night before xmas
B Dec 2019
There is no dark and no light, no wrong and no right.
There is no pain and no pleasure, no chaos and no measure.
There is no want and no need, no gift and no greed.
There is no love and no hate, and we are not governed by fate.
They are all just words,
Learn to accept it, before it’s too late.
B Dec 2019
Expressions woven through madness,
The character confined by depravity,
It’s soul so incorporated with sadness,
Yet the power of hate lies in its clarity,
Observe the consequences of the sickness,
That tears a path through humanity,
Take advantage of their weakness,
Wear a mask of twisted anonymity.
“Some men just want to watch the world burn”
Shakytrumpet Dec 2019
I try to talk
and begin to stu
tter
so much emotion and words
rushing
out
they clut
ter. Strings of thoughts tie up in knots,
a conglomerate of phrases,
I solve my sentences like
mazes.
I can't talk to say my thoughts so I'll write them out instead
putting all my emotion out in neat lines straight from my head
i do not stu stu stu stutter... except when i do like a speech, my hands have like tremors and i can't get any words out. or when I talk to a certain someone
Also if you didn't like this i can assure you my comical haikus are much better some are a bit offensive so you've been warned
laoda Dec 2019
You talk lots about Love
But what does it look like?
As pretty as you,
Or as kind?

*

Like   the painting in the mirror
In       your favorite nightclub
Like   the unrobed reflection
In       your  morning bathtub

Raw,   unreservedly charming

Like     the towel, clung to your waist
That     while you walked to the bed, sliding
Like     the heavenly lips of yours
That     parted when pleased, singing
This was originally posted on my twitter. Also in a collection where lovers talk nonsense so....
Aiden Hand Dec 2019
Do you hear the sound of the beating drums?
It beats and plays all day long
Do you hear the sound that always comes?
It’s sounds fill the air with song

Do you hear the sound of the dying drums?
It tries and tries to be what it was
Do you hear the sound of what has become?
It’s sounds stop with one last pause

Do you hear the sound of the drums now gone?
The sound that freed the people from their chains
The sound that once was used as the world’s pylon
The sound that removed all the people’s pain
The sound that once kept the world spinning on
The sound that will never ever be heard again
Let the Truth guide you.
Ron Conway Dec 2019
The partly frozen lake
Still quite spry alive
****** and late mallards
Temporarily reside

Shared open water spare
Disorder oft ensues
Waterfowl in panic as
The ****** glide amused

Bare-***** branches bent
By early Autumn winds
Nature's karma paying
For sultry summer sins

Sun days in November
So modestly are doled
Joy is where the shadows form
And winter is forestalled
                               rc
Slant rhymes
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