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Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
A mere phantom roaming Earth with no apparent direction
Miserably yelling
Yearning for connection

Tossed to and fro
Invisible waves
Into the depths of echoing caves

Not knowing why life I was given is cursed
Dangerous
Yet still I plummet headfirst

I do not know why the path I walk is not straight
Crooked for so long I think it may be too late

I hear cries
Loved ones pleading me to turn around
From so far I can barely make out the sound

I shout back to them
Am suddenly mute
Voice inaudible
Or at the most
Minute

My sore throat finding solace in silent surrender
Healing with a touch so tender

Stop a second to catch my breath
Look into water and my eyes glimpse death
Kinda just a poetic self portrait
Maja Mar 2020
Stay with me.
For a second or a minute.

For an hour or a day,
I don’t care,
but please just stay.

We can rest under the stars,
look at the sky we lay beneath

Just let us be like this a little longer.
Just let us take a break and breathe.
just breathe...
Grey Feb 2020
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you found someone special,
who's perfect for you.
Now she's number one,
and I'm down to two,
I'm glad that you're happy
there's not much I can do.
You do things without me,
don't think to ask,
If I'm feeling lonely
is it that hard a task?
I just need a friend
I don't need any more
So please don't ignore me
I feel uncared for.
Written by a friend.
KMarie Feb 2020
Your kisses leave me
Breathless
My nights without you
Sleepless
My days without you
Are just less
Because you make me whole
 
Our nights together
Speechless
I won’t ever feel
Needless
I need your love
Because it makes my heart full
 
I can’t bear to think
About
Living life
Without
You
Because it makes me feel empty
 
Please don’t leave me
Lonely
You’re my one and
Only
Favorite
Because you’ve shown me how to love again.
Colm Feb 2020
Serene moment
You of feelings people felt
Dont leave me on this Sunday imperfect
Your warm my soul
You calm my mind
In you I am happy with myself
If but for a single sunlit time
I feel and felt
When the sun sneaks though. Making a happier you feel felt for a second. Hashtag it. What it's like to be human lol.
Amelia Feb 2020
what a race against time
as i long to call you mine
i try not to eye the sparrow by my side
as we fly,
high,
and with my staggering aside
i try not to think past the blinding realization
that i am put in this position
unable to be first

i try not to endorse
in this full-fronted sob cause
but how can i not
as i turn to look at you
with your beauty
and your spell
i fall under
and obsess
in this full never-ending contest

what makes an epiphany worse
is when you know
you know it's there
but you can't have it reversed.
i am Spring
i am the second son of autumn
a representative of pollen and dawn
I am old friends with the longest day of summer
I have known the icy night of winter
since before he grew
into his dark and starstrewn coat
I am spring
I speak the language of bees and everything blooming
all things that are living will quiver
with desire and promise
today i am keeping that promise
sap from the root to the tree  
sap from the tree to the leaves  
invitation from the leaves to the sun
to the sun

once i get everything rolling
the earth gets a little more juicy
maria Dec 2019
Saw you with her
I stared for a moment
-it was just a quarter of a second
don't get yourself confused-
Smile on my face
I looked away
I'm happy without you
I'm happy without you
even if a tiny part of me still has a part of you

written on December 20, 2019
© ,Maria
Purcy Flaherty Mar 2018
Uncle Tom waltzed;
Dressed in a hat and tailcoat,
A cough and a sore throat,
He takes his coffee black.
A soothsayer that sings like a ***;
Bible in hand thumb strum, thump,
His soul hammers out ~
on a cheap plastic drum.

I walked a mile in a dead man’s shoes !

Slow down Tom for the evenings long
And the sun an’t rising any time soon,
There’s not a dry eye in the house;
Just bells and bones and a waitress or two,
Whistling tunes that open doors;
I don’t want to be a wannabee !
but I walked a mile in a dead man’s shoes !

https://youtu.be/3ql04e9J_oI
Bought some old style shoes from a charity shop but they didn't fit my feet!, I walked a painful mile in them before dropping them off at another charity shop ! "Tom was written in black ink just inside the heals of the shoes.
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