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UA Slam Sep 16
Anxiety creeps on you in the night with no warning through light
It follows you everywhere like a shadow in darkness and light
It covers you up like a devil on your shoulder every time
He sticks on you like Velcro and you don’t notice because he is light
It whispers and sometimes screams in your ear words you don’t want to hear
It drowns you, overcomes you and you just want to swim to the light
It is in these troubled times you need a friend to help you through it
Trust me it helps to have a friend by your side, let them be your light
It’s in these times, it attacks you. You want to scream for it to go
Though fight it and challenge it with all your might. Darkness vs. Light.
~ Soph Buenviaje
Khyati Sep 1
'Sometimes,
A tight hug
A kiss on your forehead
A strong shoulder, to cry on
and those words saying, "It'll all be okay"
is all that is required
to feel the miraculous healing power
!'
annh Aug 24
I rest my head on her shoulder,
The shoulder of the earth;
Cradled in her warmth,
Caught by shifting currents,
Cleansed by ****-frost’s pervasive bite;
Tutored by seasons’ changes.

Musing to myself that she has faith in me,
That I have something to offer her;
Negotiating with my intellect,
Letting my imagination run wild,
Enough to entertain the idea that
I am capable of something more than this.

‘In the end, the bedrock of existence is not made up of the family, or work, or what others say or think of you, but of moments like this when you are exalted by a transcendent power that is more serene than love. Life dispenses them parsimoniously; our feeble hearts could not stand more.’
- Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World
HYA Jul 19
i have a devil on my shoulder
it speaks to me when i sigh;
when i follow his orders, he grows heavier
my sight, which was once bright, is now darker

he, the weight upon my shoulder,
pushes me down when i try to fly
quite selfish, isn't he?
he has his wings, but still on my shoulder

he whispers rumors he hears from a far
and giggles when i listen to him
he sure is heavy on my shoulder
when would he ever fly away?

he has the space on my shoulder, yes
but at times, i feel him somewhere else too
he holds territory on my shoulder
but also on my mouth, my hands, my eyes, my ears, and my feet

i thought he is only on my shoulder, parasiting me
now, he holds me wholly and stops me from moving
he slowly takes over and control my body
when did i get this devil on my shoulder?
Sam H Apr 9
The ice finally thins out
Yet we keep on treading
Did you whisper something in my ear?
For a whisper, it was pretty loud

What was it you said?
Your words were swept by the breeze
Light penetrates the bleak horizon
Winter has come to an end
Laura Apr 4
pacify me
hold me until the sun rises
blood orange over the horizon
tell me i'm the only one
as if i didn't know
bury my fears
as deep as my head on your shoulder
hold me closer
closer, closer
Poetic T Feb 7
Your mouth like groundhog day,
           ever repeating the same melody
sang out of tune.
  
But I'm the Bill Murray learning
that every time has to be different
          or you just living

your weak dreams.

Your just a lame re-run cancelled after
          the second episode,
but you think you famous cos people
recognise you for the wrong reasons.

Laughing behind your back.

       Your girl has had more rubber in
her than burnt out tires on the street.

Telling you she was saving it for you,
   should've  been a used car salesman.
   lying about how many miles
                                   she'd already done.

Ok off subject,

  You were yesterday never today..
  Always thinking you a star,
          but you shooting across
my atmosphere.

And I'm burning you up.


Ye bright for a moment,
                 then you just nothing.
But ash that I flick off my shoulder.  


You dropped and nothing
is going to bring you back.

As you mouths living
         a groundhog day.

                                        Learning nothing,
but that I'm already on tomorrow,
why your mouth living the same *** day.
N Nov 2019
Let me whisper
my last goodbye
between your lips

Oh, won’t you let me
bury this poem along
with our dead love

And pour my salty tears
upon your naked shoulder
This poem has been lingering in my throat so here.
was prisoned at my throat
wanted to be out
desired to be known

but it was stuck
another came and shared
shoulder by shoulder, foot by foot

third made a crowd
it got in enforced
the tongue was found
opened but could not
talk

she pointed with her gold finger
slowly and get calmer

the words got so clearer
i love you
dearer
he noticed and wanted to see what the feelings are?
Butterfly Jun 2019
Everybody has a  angel and an demon on there shoulder.
Sometimes the angel wants to **** the demon.
And sometimes the demon wants to **** the angel
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