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Eric Babsy Sep 2018
The stars will all align for you.
Fly to them in a red balloon.
You can end up there.
I do so dare.

For you to fly to the farthest star.
Found in a red balloon you are.
Dare you to live in the stars.
In a red balloon you are.

This is more than an obsession.
Make it your life time mission.
Throw me a kiss from the farthest star.
It could be here or far.

The stars are our gift to you.
This is whether you feel, sad, happy, or blue.
In the sky there is a star named just for you.
If only we could all travel to the sky in a red balloon.

Up here you have a better view.
All your dreams will shape around you.
Whether you are going across country or the whole world.
Can I grab a kiss from you girl.

So, as we travel to the stars;
Remember who you are.
Whether you are here or far.
Ride to the farthest star.
For someone special
Ann Sep 2018
tiny houses
big dreams
best friends forever
we promised it all.

                                  ^^          ^^^
/\     /\                    \           / /
  -        -                       \  /   / /
||      ||                     \ \ / /
||      ||                      |      |
||      ||             ­         |      |
||      ||                      |      |
wwwwww­wwwwwwwwwwww
                                                    ­                                 tiny houses
                                                                ­                     again.

                                                         ­                            do you still
                                                                ­                     remember them?
                                                           ­   d r e a m s    which we
                                                              ­                      talked about a long
                                                            ­                        time ago.

                                                           ­                          tiny houses
                                                          ­                           big dreams
                                                          ­                           best friends forever.

                                                       ­                         but hey,
                                                                ­                 you know what          
                                                                ­              we made it all.

                                                           ­           we did
                                                             ­          o n c e  in our tiny heads.
There's a house, a tree and oh that's grass! (which I hope you can figure it out)
jerely Sep 2018
The society
always have something to say
whether big or small

They will pick you up
Even if you never did wrong
They will do something

About how you speak,
how your actions define you
It always matter

To them, you’re nothing
But in God’s eyes, we belong
to love and be kind

To share one’s beauty
Be grateful for what’s in there
enough and content

Not wanting for more
Because it can only form
destruction, greed, pride

Human can’t value
how much important it is
to feel grateful for

things that can impact
your health, your environment
it can help improve


Nonetheless


Whatever sizes
body, heart, mind, perception
you are beautiful
haiku


I feel like i need to practice writing haiku
and i challenge myself to write haiku everyday.
Hopefully, I can do this!


Jerelii
Sept 12,2018
Copyright
Ann Aug 2018
shh.
it hurts.

but stay
still.

                  
     ^^^
   /      \
/           \           ^^^
d           p         /       \
    r    o           /          \                 ^^^^                                &    the pain
                      d             p            /          \               it goes.         disappears.
                          r    o       ­         d              p                                        ­      
                                                        r ­  o
I've just had a long talk with a friend of mine few days ago and he was talking about his self harm recovery and it's just been on my mind;  my friend and how it all happened and this just sort of came by.

There's nothing to worry about as my friend is recovering and goes for therapy sessions right now :)
Ann Aug 2018
confused mind
+
mixed feelings
------------------------------
i'm sorry. you got hurt.
-------------------------------
oh the feeling *****.
Ann Aug 2018
she
was                                                          ­                                          
                      ­                                      g.                                       the entire
                         d.                           n.                                             time.
                             r.                     i.                                                  
                                  o.          n.                ­                                    yet you
                                        w.                   ­                                        never did
                                                             ­                                          realize
                                                                ­                    
                                                                ­                                        how she
                                                             ­                                           f e l t  the
                                                          ­                                             entire time.
               
                                
  .
I wish more people would take feelings seriously or at the least be considerate towards them :)
Ann Aug 2018
-  y  -

e                 r 
.
v                 e
        e      

morning with
you is like
a new
day.
the first word is "everyday", I wanted to show it like a clock (did you see the tiny dot in the middle?) intending that time passes by quickly when you choose to live with your special partner for life.
Jayantee Khare Aug 2018

A fine play
of the
clay
soft
and sift
moistened
turns malleable
gathered and made
to spin on a slow wheel
formed with shaping hands
baked at a high temperature
comes out a beautiful craft
and both of 'em are ready
an urn from the pottery
and  the  poetry!!


Another shape poem......trying the analogy between poems and vases
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