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Jellyfish Sep 2017
They want me to be the old me
and dislike the way I am now.
Despite what they say behind me,
they smile whenever I'm around.
You only smile when you're hiding things. Just confront me like you did yesterday. I see through all of you.
Shelley Yater Sep 2017
Parallel
Across the page
A writer's scene
An author's stage
1993 by: Shelley
Arlene Corwin Sep 2017
One More Wrinkle On The Upper Lip

Yup,
One more wrinkle on the upper lip!
I quip you not.
It came this morning
Like a ship on the horizon, showing up
A shapeless form from out the blue.
What shall I do?
I’m much too old and used to lines
To be the type that whines;
Too old and worldly wise
To be one who modifies a truth.
“You have no longer youth - the truth.
You can’t expect a skin youth-smooth.
Be glad that you can see reflections
Looking back at you
                                 at all.”
I left the mirror on the wall
And went to yoga.

Be thankful that you can see it, said my friend".

One More Wrinkle On The Upper Lip 9.1.2017
Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Aging; Circling Round Woman II;
Arlene Corwin
"Be thankful that you can see it," said my friend.
Luis Liriano Aug 2017
look beyond the color of my eyes, behold my soul and the vision it carries
behold my soul and the world it has created
where you and I are no longer distance lovers
where hate isn't real,  our love is felt the second our eyes meet and our lust is know the second our finger tips touch
look beyond our existence and see the reason to my rhyme
see yourself in my eyes
grace anthony Aug 2017
This light at the end of the tunnel
I can't really see
Only seems to be getting
Further
And further away
When will I reach it
Voicesinthewild Aug 2017
Don't look in my eyes

I promise not to look in yours

Lets just pretend that we are perfect

You, me and what we want each other to be

wait,

How far will we take it?

Lost in a wonderland of fantasy and deceit

Don't look in my eyes

I'm afraid of what you might see.
Windows to the Soul
Voicesinthewild Aug 2017
Distractions, distractions

What were you put here for and what is distracting you?

Distractions, distractions

Give me your time, give me your energy

You'll never fulfill your purpose as long as i'm your enemy

Distractions, distractions

You wonder why the work is never done.

That's why your typing a poem and everyone else is looking at the Sun
super random
Voicesinthewild Aug 2017
When your thoughts take you captive, there seems like no escape.  So many different ideas and not enough time to process them.  
You become prisoner
Everything that you once possessed is now captive
The governing authority in your mind is no longer your own
Your influences now lead you to darkness and isolation.  
The outside world now becomes the enemy
Anything that tries to permeate the inner chambers of the dark mind gets rejected
The war is completely internal and barely won by the strong  
The most interesting part is the turning point where the true nature of the mind embodies supernatural energy
ig: @voicesinthewild
Voicesinthewild Aug 2017
The words that speak
let the words speak

May you find what
your heart longs for

May you find who you seek

Screaming silence is
what the Soul hears

You gotta find it,
the meaning that these
words bear.
ig: @voicesinthewild
Voicesinthewild Aug 2017
She always looked back knowing that her love was behind her.  
He was searching for ways to die for her.  
She knew that her games were killing him.  
He enjoyed the pain, for he was almost dead.  
Their blindness led them to a cliff.  
One final game She said and he's sure to be mine.
He jumped at the same time that She pushed him.  
She thought finally, my love is dead.
As he flew away, he decided to choose life instead.

to be continued...
ig: @voicesinthewild
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