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Zack Ripley Aug 2021
In a world of your imagination, who do you see? What do you see? Could it be..
.a paradise untouched by man?
A place you can escape?
Dare I say it, a place you could feel safe?
In a world of your imagination,
are there any wars?
Have you opened all the doors?
Do you have somebody to love?
Don't be afraid to share!
We may never get to see it in person.
But that's never stopped us before!
And if Rowling or king are any indication,
a world of your imagination
could inspire a generation.
Big L Jul 2021
Hello ... Hello
This is a new day

Hello ... Hello
We are going to be okay
and the bad days will finally go away
and in their place will be good days
and there'll be so many of those

Hello ... Hello
This is a new day
This is a beautiful day
The day we smile again
The day to love and share
Karijinbba Jul 2021
Hello poetry has talent
Countless poets write share and allow repost
Three were faithful followers to mine art through time
Only one broke my wall
one danced me on the floor of his art he loves my craft.

I call that brave poet dancing with his two Z's
My Kizombo Bachata
He's the one with elastic passionate moves.
Our innercore for love is
like rubber bands, we bend flex and break if love
pulls on us too hard.

We found the perfect theme songs we share two now
With poets who know our ink
our craft is similar to theirs, called love.
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By Karijinbbba.
https://youtu.be/hCMAFEkyibc
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Zywa Jun 2021
It's with fair sharing,

as friends, that discord begins –


which splits the friendship.
#172 – “Heer Bommel en de spalt” (#172 – “Sir Bumble and the Split”, 1983, Marten Toonder)

Collection "Bearer Toonder"
Johnson Oyeniran Apr 2021
Earth flows with such a rich abundance of important necessities,

To ensure the surival of life, including the human species.

But the less fortunate struggle every single day to make ends meet,

Because greed continues to posion the minds of the powers that be.
Prachi Apr 2021
You and me, we share no stories,
no convergences.

There are no bridges binding together the extremes we breathe in. There are no constellations connecting the dots of our reality. There are no heartstrings holding us together. There are no poles to measure the distance by which we are apart from each other.

There is nothing common between you and me except the fact that we dream under the same blanket of darkness, shades of that blanket might be different at times yet, you shiver, sweat and squeeze just like me.

You and me, we share no stories.
What we share are just some nightmares, nightmares we can't ever swap.

-Prachi
Jayla Williams Mar 2021
And I was runnin' far away
Would I run off the world someday?
Nobody knows
Nobody knows, and
I was dancing in the rain
I felt alive, and I can't complain

But now take me home
Take me home where I belong
I can't take it anymore
Love you!
Jennifer DeLong Mar 2021
Daring to change
Wanting to feel alive
Wanting the happiness
I see it everywhere
Wonder why not I
Is it possible
for me to find
that joy that comfort
to build upon a love
thats just real
no issues no drama
I wanna release my passion
set it on fire
dance in its flame
Laugh till my eyes water
Find the adventure
I got you
So whats in the future
Just dont tell me
I will always be alone
© JENNIFER L DELONG
3/2021
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