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Burning Lilacs Nov 2019
If that of me which were rubbed away
got retrieved,
then


(Of course, yes,
it can't become "Me" again.)


It could at least be made mine. Arranged anew
as

"An eraser's poem"
The general idea for this poem came to me from within a dream in which I was tasked with titling and commenting on a book about my life.
ktle Nov 2019
I won’t ask you to buy me roses
Or pay for my meals.
I don’t ask that you only look my way
Even if I’m only looking yours.
No need to sing me to sleep
Or kiss me in the morning.

But I will choose to
Climb to the treetops
So I can reach out and
collect the stars for you—
Take them all, they glow more in your arms.
Don’t fret my problems
I didn’t fall in love you to have you share
The weight of my anxieties and insecurities.
You can even leave.
If you told me you wanted something more
Than the stars that I pick for you,
I would climb towards the night sky once more,
Pick out the finest in the sky,
And place them into the palm of your hands
Hoping that I can leave you with something
That you can take with you before you leave.

I love you so much that I would never burden you
With my cries asking you to stay.
I will love you in my silence hoping
That you can walk straight with the weight
Of what you never had to carry.
And even if I am one day left in the darkness
Of my starless sky,
I will still love you in all my emptiness.
So for now, all I ask is
Please, let me love you now.
to the boy i love
SuperNova Nov 2019
At the gates of Petal City
Where the winds seem to whisper,
In tongues all too familiar
Knocking just behind your ears

Since the summer they've been louder,
Voices creeping into walls,
Making our sky darker,
And crying out a fog

Between their walls, in shrouded pain,
Defending with their folding shields
It's those who never kneel
For the bear king

They are the knights order
We dream we never have to be
Go HK
she whispered to him, softly,
and asked to be laid down.
down on soft ground.
on soft soil.

she remained calm, studiously
watching her breath,
slowly pouring out
the life found
within the compounds
of her barren soul.

as she slithered her
fingers through the lively
green that surrounded,
she shed one singular,
embracing tear.

as the heavy droplet
trailed down her face
and touched the dense
earth, something happened.

something so pure and beautiful.

that one drop gave life
to the land around her,
it bloomed the flowers
and the animals rejoiced.

it cleared the skies and
filled the rivers.
it made the world a little warmer
than yesterday, and gave her
spirit a home, amongst
the others who had
done the same.

it was time.
her sacrifice, although in
short scene seemed unfair,
served a greater purpose.
so he let go, and let her rest.
alone and at peace.

she went.
with a smile
at the surface.

he understood what took place,

the exchange, of life.

-melancholicreator
i'd like for readers to comment on what they think this poem might be about and repost if you enjoyed, thank you!
Robert D Nov 2019
To all those who served our Country
Putting us before your fear
We salute you on this day
And each and every day of the year

Thank you for your sacrifice
To you Veterans we owe so much
Your courage, honor and bravery
For all the lives you touched

Your service made this country
As a country we're in your debt
This country we're privileged to live in
Make sure to thank a Vet
Poetic T Nov 2019
Thank you,

For the freedom
         For this day
For each night.
And for our freely given rights.

Thank you,

For what you did
              For the day you fell,
For the last breath you had
       And the reason I'm alive.

Thank you,

Even though
   We never meet.
Even though
    I don't know
            your face.

But you are on my mind
On the eleventh month
          Of the eleventh day.

And at this time I bow
My head, every year in
           gratitude & respect.
Alec Llaneta Nov 2019
The Prince, my Prince

Everyday you sought out an Atlas
And everyday he carried the eternal’s weight
If you call listening, carrying

1 of 12, 12 labours
Head to the ground, body stripped in apology
So that others may look to the stars

A debt owed, now a debt paid
A happy debt  

The Greek remembers with stories
The Roman remembers with dates
People dismiss him with smile and thanks
I don’t, I remember

Your heart, in stone, cracked
A kiss lasting a lifetime, a kiss for two

The Prince, my Prince

The Swallow, my Swallow

‘Will you not stay with me for one night, and be my messenger?’
‘Will you not stay with me one night longer?’
‘Will you not stay with me one night longer?’

Yes
‘Do as I command you’


And so everyday he took the place of Prometheus
Giving fire to humans
As giving light to those lost in this dark, dark world

Eurydice, Eurydice, my dear Eurydice, you went too soon
I sing this song, in hopes that the Gods look favorably on me  
Wish granted, time short, rain is all I see  

Time for a kiss, not kisses
Sweet, short, sorrowful

The Swallow, my Swallow
JDL Nov 2019
Unsung heroes whom bare our scars
 
Substitutions to fight our wars
 
With strength and dignity that isn’t learned
 
To provide the freedom we didn’t earn
 
Like wounded victims upon their shoulder
 
Our weight they carry feels like a boulder
 
Yet in strength they stand to serve us all
 
So that we are not the ones to fall
To Veterans and to all who are currently serving, thank you for your dedication, sacrifice and loyalty. Thank you for being our substitutions.
Skye Nov 2019
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Cold white marble
Shot through with
Streaks of black
And swirls of
Gray
And cemented firmly into it is
Something
It shines as
It catches the
Light

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You lead me closer
But to what?
You are dragging me
But to where?
I can't ask
My voice-
My voice

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Brown leather
And wooden heels
Scared and old
But beautiful

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Is that
Silver?
Steel?
Iron?
What ever it is
It's sharp

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Scratchy and tan
The bands chafe against my raw skin
And leave scars
They are bound tight
TOO tight
I'm caught,
Utterly caught

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More marble
It's
A table?
No
No
NO

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It's an alter
Placed on this cold floor
An now i'm on it
My back pressed against it and
I think
Why

Tap
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There are words leaving
Your dry lips
They sound quick
They sound red
They end sharply
They sound painful

Tap
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Your face hangs low
Over mine and it's-
How do I explain?
It's the stars in a forest
Astonishing
You can't believe they exist
There are simply too many,
Too many to be possible
And you wonder how you
Never noticed them before
Never noticed that above you
Those dots
Those specks
Burn hotter than everything
That they burn longer
So much so that we may as well
Be mayfly's
And you are a star
Living longer than me
A star that will burn and
End my li-

Scratch
Scratch
Scratch

Are you
Freeing me?

Scratch
Scratch
Scratch

What-
What are you doing
How did I not see before
It's a knife

Tears
They flow
From my eyes
Or yours
And my thoughts-

End
Can I know?
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