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Mark Parker Jan 2020
Lawns of grassy blades
flow towards the nightfall
through a silver dust squall
snowflakes spin cascades

Jack Frost pays the cost
putting us under his thrall
while we're held in his loll
Demeter's daughter is lost

Hades imparts frosty shades
until Persephone's call
ease's her mother's bawl
ending our snowy escapades
Nature poetry
Jordan Hudson Jan 2020
Flex my shades like that yeah yeah
Golden plate everyday let them hate
I'm okay I wear them fake I do say
They are fake but they shades
Block the sun make them cool
I have fun I'm a fool
Polarized **** on my face aye
LV on the side no they blank
It fell off when I ran away
From the haters
Big *** lens got no Benz
The shades are my pay
Get my date ride the coupe
Rock the red LV aye
Flex my shades like that yeah yeah
Ankush Arora Dec 2019
“Taking photos is not allowed here”,
said the caretaker.
I, at first thought,
“I'm not a traitor”
.
I move ahead and observe the event.
Things appear like there is a revenant.
Not even a single picture,
but I was printing better than the 3D- printer.
.
I can make as lively a sketch,
as it comes out of the white;
but the same feeling I cannot transfer,
unless the recipient sees the outline.
.
I can talk to you on a video call,
but you know it right?
The increase in one dimension,
affects my sight.
.
We are taking photos of important events;
but we try to ignore the bad clicks.
We are using our eyes to see the bad,
but our camera to see the sketch.
.
But deep down we understand that
we can develop the camera;
but not sensitivity.
The picture always looks better in reality,
than in the gallery.
.
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There were many shades of colour
Yet the best were in your eyes
Far better than the ocean,
Far brighter than the skies.
I know it sounds insane
Because they weren’t exactly green
But they strolled the streets of Spain
And saw more than they had ever seen.
Amanda Brown Jul 2019
Blocked.
Blocking the hope of a text message.
A chance to even get in my head more.
Closed.
Closing the sheets in my room so I don’t get a  glimpse of you.
Down.
Keeping my head down as I walk into the room.
So that my eyes don’t “ironically” find you.
Cold.
The chills I get when I walk past you.
Lies.
The foundation of our “relationship”.
The series of actions I went through, throughout my break-up.
Madeleine May 2019
Many colors
Many shades
Morning and night
More colors than day
Daytime rays break through
The giant cotton *****
Hidding the light
But pop with color
The light falls
Striking the highest points
Nightime comes
and the light goes
and many smaller lights appear
kiran goswami Feb 2019
The truth is always dark,
if looked at using the shades of lies.
Natalie Feb 2019
I have no music
Only words
I have reasons
Reasons to be heard
I have feeling
& hectic love
Rhymes like the forecast
Predicting my bluff..
Persecution
Mistreated heart
The pain lingers
But never lasts..
Beating hard against my chest
I fall again
My heart needs rest
Conjured thoughts
Swollen in dark
And wandering clueless
From the start
A couple of words
And fears swallow dreams
A couple of words
And nightmares become screams
There is no melody
Only words
A collaboration
Of me and my hurt
And only love heals me now
From shallow depths
Ill find my how x
NatNat
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