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Mystic Ink Plus Oct 2019
Don’t share your visiting cards.
That, I have nothing to do with.

Breaking the silence, speak to me of your journey,
and your destination. Speak to me of your dreams,
and efforts. Speak to me about how far you have
been, and the hurdles to move ahead. Speak to me
about the blessings, and the prayers. Speak to me
about sunrise, music and coffee. Speak to me about
yourself, and nobody else. Speak to me about your
being, who you are, and who you are not.

When I will look into your eyes, speak to me
something, that you never spoke about.
Speak to me to get understood.

I am here to listen.
Yes, I said that.
Genre: Inspirational
Theme:All in comfort, alright
Lilly F Oct 2019
he speaks my name as if it's a soft prayer
that would bring heaven down to earth


©L.F.
- Oct 2019
Pick up a type writer,
to become a type fighter.
A soldier for the right,
truths hurt,
but lies bite.
Place pen to paper,
to guard, trim, and taper,
cut down the transgressions,
invoke love and confessions.
Speak out in loud tone,
Speak words into stone.
Hold voice on a platter,
Climb choice like a ladder.
Be strong now to influence,
give up for no instance.
Hold fast and stay strong,
sing clear your song.
Doubt not who you are...
...For your voice is heard far!
Mystic Ink Plus Oct 2019
Speak
That
Language






Even
Naive
Understands
Genre: Inspirational || 6 Words Poetry || Micro Verses
Theme: Language Of Love || Compassion
Colm Oct 2019
It's newfound lovers beneath the first starry night sky shared together

It's a child playing at the tail end of a wave, just wishing for a second longer it would stay

It's a moment consumed by a clockless mouth

It's the most pleasant forget which you can find within yourself

It is a passionate glory in a war without spears

It is the flowing rivers of song in communicative ears

And therefore in being, be it the evermore near

Such love at first words is all that you wish you could hear
The First Time You Speak - nuff said
- Oct 2019
Words in your mind,
Turn sail of no ships.
Words intertwine,
through your mouth,
through your lips.
Words start a gust
to put boat underway
words are a must,
not tomorrow,
now today.
Words are to be spoken,
to find your belong.
Words are a token,
to be taken,
like song.
The LORD is word,
Through Soul, Power, and Might.
Place unto him,
The words of tonight.
Lest you'll lack rest,
Awake until dawn,
He's forever there,
singing your song.
<3
Ellie Murry Sep 2019
I've been thinking about the ways I could say it,
About the excuses I could use.
I could let out the monster inside,
but IT just won't come out
Without hurting
Everyone Else
If you've read Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, I was inspired by the book to write this.
EmperorOfMine Sep 2019
I speak it into existence...
I will be fine,
content,
strong,
and happy.

Though the fall is coming, the winter shadows it.
And through that shadow, gloom lurks.

There will be a crooked reality,
depression,
gloom,
and for some, joy.
.
.
But even after that, it lingers.

Not this time. Let it be crooked.
Let it be corrupted.
But I refuse to let it prosper this year.

I will win.
I will shine.
I will be warming,
joyful,
complete.

I will love, care, and share my joy, gracefully.



Everything has a flaw, but everything isn't beautiful.
This winter, beautiful depravity, will be beautifully crooked.
I speak it into existence.
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