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Arcassin B Dec 2017
By Arcassin Burnham


Heart and pride that remains strong in a human while
facing other matters knowing you could get between,
The legs of female that creates life, your faith in
women are isolated , you cant do right,
Don't let enemies avoid your pride , cause you to do suicide,
blame all your family members that didn't reside,
Mad at the world cause you simply can't provide,
keep fighting,
everybody knows the government will keep trolling,
they tell us keep looking for a light but nothings brightening,
especially for a black man ,
a good man,
that let the system and the drugs take hand,
forgiveness is something the law enforcers don't understand,
We came up off of poverty, don't tell a man that he can't,
its a sticky situation that'll never end.
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/12/sticky.html

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Glueboi Nov 2017
Her hair smelled of roses, her body curvy in places.
We've been together for months, a destination was set.

I arrived at her house, it was all quiet
Her parents had left us all by ourselves

I unbuckled my pants, she pulled down her *******.
It was standing *****, my glue stick was ready.

I grabbed hold of my stick, and she grabbed hers.
Wait, what?
My girlfriend's a dude?
have it
edited by poetry-sensei
HelloPeople Oct 2017
A sunflower looking for its sun,
A candle looking for its match,
Stick with whom, with you?

A moon looking for the sun,
A bee looking for its queen,
Sizing things up, with no one?

A sun waiting for you to bloom,
A match waiting to be lit,
Upside down, back to you.

A sun waiting to be found,
A queen waiting for its honey,
Bunch of thoughts, I'm alone.
For my person. I miss you.
rose Jun 2017
people are so much more than the labels we stick on them
sorry I stuck so many on you
I always enjoy your comments and criticisms
:)
Jamie Jan 2017
I'm lost in the middle
Don't know what to do
Do I stick or do I move
Content but yet alone
Commit or do I go
Àŧùl Jan 2017
The fairy flew like a dried leaf,
Way beyond the red coral reef,
It flew unto its fairy mom.
The mom was unlike other fairies,
For it is red in colour & has horns,
It also has a pointed fairy tail..
For it is the Devil's own fairy agent!!!
A fairy tale ruined wickedly.

My HP Poem #1363
©Atul Kaushal
aniket nikhade Nov 2015
Step by step,
one step at a time,
only one.

One by one moving ahead one step at a time
Only one step needs to taken at a time

Never did it matter, nor did it bother to the mind,
but since it's a habit always maintain and follow good habits.

Always remember, it's important,
keep in mind and stick to the same all the time.
Always take only one step at a time.

Whether climbing up or stepping down a flight of stairs
Always remember,
step by step, only one step to be taken at a time.
One by one, always take only one step at a time.

Experience and influence play an important role in everyone’s life
Constructive approach and right attitude makes all the difference between winning and losing
Approach and attitude are different from each other as is chalk from cheese
Yet both are important
They have there own role to play in everyone’s life
Both possess the ability, capacity and scope to make a difference in an individual's life
Hence while getting the future ascertained make the right use of each one of them so as to know their difference
Try to understand the need of hour and then act accordingly
Slow and steady wins the race, hence it always important to take only one step at a time.

Step by step, one step at a time
One by one, only one step needs to taken at a time.

Never did it matter, nor did it bother to the mind,
but since it's a habit always maintain and follow good habits.

Always remember, it's important,
keep in mind and stick to the same all the time.
Always take only one step at a time.
celey Jul 2015
put your phone down
quit it with the selfies
i know those smiles aren't real
put that cancer bringing stick away
talk to me instead
i'll listen to what you have to say
let me be like the pillow
you whisper your dreams to
when no one else is around
let me be your friend
i only ever see you at parties
but i notice
i noticed the scars
and i noticed the bruises
and with every one out the door
when it's all finally over
i notice how you always stay behind
to help clean up
it's always my friends' parties
they aren't your friends but you help
with you trying to be nice
don't you just want
someone to be nice to you as well?
i can be that person
i will be that person
because i used to be the person you were
battered and everything much worse
but what's really got me irked
and conflicted
is how you can be nice to others
but not to yourself
is why you add trouble to your problems
rather than trying to rid of them
put the phone down
happiness isn't something you can fake
put that stick away
yes, the smoke you puff out
it's beautiful
only because it came from your lips
but remember
stress isn't something you can be free from
those sticks won't help
they could but only for a little while
never permanently
that phone and that stick is not your friend
but i can be
just look at me
talk to me
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