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Hussein Dekmak Apr 2020
When I ran into you,
Your face was cold, covered with a mask,
Yet your eyes were so warm and welcoming,
Sending me a thousand heartfelt greetings!

You were physically distanced from me,
Yet your heart, your love was running in my direction,
So close I could feel it!

Your hands were hidden under gloves,
Yet your soul was radiating on me with such warmth!

Hussein Dekmak
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I am a healthcare professional (Medical Technologist). I work at a Laboratory  Hospital doing blood, and respiratory testing... Everyday, like my devoted co-worker, I walk into a storm fighting  the COVA 19 virus, trying to save one life at a time
J Apr 2020
run
i has a dream i was running
feet pounding on the ground
(left
right
left
right)
breathing just hard enough to be uncomfortable
(in
out
in
out
in
out)
arms hanging low
swinging just enough to help propel me forward

i felt so free
striding down the road and onto the trail
dodging roots and rocks
jumping over fallen trees
soaring down hills
flying across the woods

i felt so free
just the earth and me
Michael R Burch Mar 2020
First Steps
by Michael R. Burch

for Caitlin Shea Murphy

To her a year is like infinity,
each day—an adventure never-ending.
    She has no concept of time,
    but already has begun the climb—
from childhood to womanhood recklessly ascending.

I would caution her, "No! Wait!
There will be time enough another day . . .
    time to learn the Truth
    and to slowly shed your youth,
but for now, sweet child, go carefully on your way! . . ."

But her time is not a time for cautious words,
nor a time for measured, careful understanding.
    She is just certain
    that, by grabbing the curtain,
in a moment she will finally be standing!

Little does she know that her first few steps
will hurtle her on her way
    through childhood to adolescence,
    and then, finally, pubescence . . .
while, just as swiftly, I’ll be going gray!

Keywords/Tags: child, childhood, adolescence, pubescence, growing up, first steps, walking, running, aging
Zack Ripley Mar 2020
I ran from responsibility.
I ran from my fears.
And now, I'm running into your arms because you're here.
cas Mar 2020
the sun is gazing at me
though tried, but still on me
i look away
i run away
still, the sun is smiling at me
Somewhatdamaged Mar 2020
I am nothing
without a soul
just a hollow shell.

I am nothing
without my thoughts
just a fool on the line.

I have nothing
left to give
I am just running from myself.

I wish I had something
left to hold on to
feels like I'm drowning in the sand.

I feel nothing
running all alone
till I bleed myself dry.

I am nothing
without you
I wish you could've stayed
I don't know where you're gone.
lua Mar 2020
the fires told me to run
they shook me from my shoulders
leaving charred handprints on my shirt
they told me to run and never look back
to never spare a single glance
until the sun rises
until it sets
until the world fades to ashes
i wouldn't know where to go, i say
it doesn't matter, they say
run away
run away
run away

and so i did.
Bernnard AF Mar 2020
I've been here for a while,
I can't go home like this, not without a smile.
I've been here,hoping you will notice me,
My tears keep flowing to the sea.

I've been here all by myself,
You know i love you and nobody else.
I've been here, waiting and waiting for your sign,
Will the sun ever shine?.

I'm in fears but nobody hears,
After it ends in tears I'll disappear.
All my life I've been running slow,
Nobody comes close cos they know I have no medal to show.

I've always been the last one to jump the huddle,
Please put a bullet to my gun, 1.2..3... I'll save you the troubles.
I've left you a blank note behind your door,
Please don't ask me what it's for.
I got nothing to lose,
I got nothing to prove.
Me
MSunspoken Mar 2020
At dawn
The doves hum,
The rivers run,
The mothers sing,
The roosters scream
We all continue on

Mid-day
The bees hum,
The children run,
The wind chimes sing,
The cicadas scream
We all continue on

Afternoon
The workers hum,
The engines run,
The radios sing,
The sirens scream,
We all continue on

Midnight
The clubs hum,
The late shifts run,
The crickets sing,
The concerts scream,
We all continue on

Forever
The world will hum,
The clocks will run,
The life will sing,
The death will scream,
We all continue on
Samantha Renee Mar 2020
feet pounding
ahead and behind me.
hearts racing
all at once.
adrenaline pulsing
through our brains as we think towards our goal.
3.1 miles
through trails, grass, hills, gravel.
3.1 miles
of speed, pain, sweat, and tears.
3.1 miles
of tempo, pace, surging, grit.
3.1 miles
till the euphoria that lasts for hours.
this is cross country.
this is my home.
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