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Native Sun Dec 2017
Lips!!!
                              And chocolate chip, cookie skin.
                              Hands that touch my face!
                              Aura.
                       ­       Freckles.
                                                ­          Inherited Sin.                        
                            
       ­                Alcoholic Mood changes
                       And endless clichés;
       I want to worship her idol
            And walk in her temple and pray!


                             Make her moan.
                             Hear it?
                             In the grass,
                             In my future,
                             Touch me.
                             Near it.
                          
                             Earth; Shake,
                             Explode; Mind!
                             Earth;Create,
                             Explode;Time!
                             The Fantasy,
                             The Novel!
                             The Portrait,
                             The Model!
                            
                              
                              But­ lately, all I've done is visit.
                              Her dreams.
                              Hopes.
                    ­          Expectations.
                              I missed it.
                              While slumming jaded avenues
                              With Fear and Misfit.
Mary Frances Dec 2017
She
I know a girl for so long
whose affections can never go wrong
Love made her heart happy and weary
And this is her story

She was so innocent and pure
She fell in love and thought it was sure
She risked her heart with eyes blind  
And he entered her life with a cunning mind

She made an effort with the hope that she's wanted
When in reality, he just took her for granted
She reached out to him with gentle hands
While he buried her heart in the sands

She gave him roses. He caused her the thorns.
She's an angel with the bright halo who loved a man with horns
She cried in silence for her heart to mend
While he laughed and smiled with his friends

She decided to save herself and walk away
For he never gave her the reason to stay
She packed up after being broken
She left for he just made her one of his tokens

She almost gave up hope in love
But someone was sent for her from above
He sings joyfully with songs of praise
That sets her heart ablaze

She then started to genuinely smile
A smile that was not seen for a while
He makes her heart abnormally flutters
And she misses him as if it's all that matters

You can again see the twinkle in her eyes
When someone mentions his name where her happiness lies
She's been enjoying every moment
As he sings songs together with his instrument

I knew all these coz I was there
From the moment she fell until the time she was spared
She's been through a lot to end up in nothingness
That's why I've always been praying for her happiness
Atomika Nov 2017
The morning dawns
New day, new chances are made
Will you take the risk?
AtMidCode Nov 2017
Fly
she never
dreamed
of becoming
an angel

she
just wanted
to fly
and somehow

if
possible
touch the

         o      u
     l                d
c                         s

no, she
never dreamed
of going
nor entering
heaven
(she doesn't know if it even exists)

she
just wanted
to leave
the grounds
for a while
and see if
the fluctuations
are worth one's salt

-she's taking the biggest risk of her life
Maria Etre Nov 2017
My darling
I have placed
all my cards
on the table
with my heart
all in
it's up to you
to take the risk
bet, flip and see
if you win
a full house
with me
Raquel Butler Oct 2017
This feeling,
of wavering uncertainty,
of overwhelming doubt and warning.
This feeling,
its whispering in my ear,
to run 100 yards in the opposite direction.
This feeling,
is grabbing my heart,
and squeezing it so tightly I don't know
whether I'm living or dying.
This feeling,
is playing all the right notes in my head,
despite every warning bell ringing in my ears.
This feeling,
this feeling is telling me to love,
to risk, to give, to trust, to taste
like never before.
This feeling,
is teaching me how to love you,
all in.
0o Oct 2017
With brick dust on my back,
And my chin in the air,

I had the sun in my eyes,
And you weren’t fighting fair,

It was a war of attrition,
12 years or 12 rounds,

The battle already lost,
But the bell never sounds,

So I stay on my toes,
Keep sharp, stick and move,

Feel that chip on my shoulder
I have something to prove,

The sweet taste of copper,
Blood dried out like rust,

Only me in my corner,
The only person I trust,

So I swing for the fences,
But prepare for the fall,

For you truly earn nothing,
Without risking it all.
Rick Warr Oct 2017

rather than navigate the
perilous straights of truth
you wade in shallow waters
of irrelevance, in a hi-viz safety vest

you can't talk of risk
when you have wasted your life
in banality

pretending as the arbiter
of decorum and manners
while committing the cardinal offence
of being boring

feeling resentful when people
don't listen to you,
so you club them
with corrective self righteousness

making a big deal of
breaches of protocol
as though it matters

you are vigilant about
inconsequential detail
the extent of your control

you dedicate your life to
rules and values made by others
rather than imagine other ways

our fate is the same though
all of us die

but I ... will live madly
with the thrill  of a life
without restraint
burning for beauty
pardon my contempt but it is how i feel
Beware the Anna Conda
of Boa Vista;
So easy to coil up
in those snakes for arms,
so deadly to be bitten
by those snakes for charms.
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