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Nylee Feb 2021
Go
Jet set
Let's leave
Leaving no trace behind
Like we never existed.

Let's escape to another world
It is not strange
If we stayed any longer
We'd bleed out
sweat, dreams and blood,
eventually like all others do.
Serena Jan 2021
And there you’ll learn
you are either them
or you

solving for X
tearing down any defense
any pretense

where X = right
and right = real
and real = them

because you are a number
that doesn’t exist
a square root of negative nine

and to you
dividing by zero should have made
infinity

but there you’ll learn
that you can’t divide
by zero

and the square root
of negative nine
can never be X

to them, to you, you’ll forever be
not a solution
but an error
Sarah Nov 2020
strange how a very real moment
later becomes a less tangible memory

time passes and our memory fails us
(what color shirt was he wearing?)

tiny little moments become representatives
for longer spans of time

a phase, or an age
comprised of only a handful of images,
plus the smell of burning candles and vanilla frosting
always plants you right in the middle of your ninth birthday party
Aa Harvey Nov 2020
Fantasy reality


Strange times call for stranger people.
Magic exists and it’s mostly not evil.
Fantasy worlds are there if you believe.
Use your imagination and you will once more see.


When I was weak I noticed you through stained glass.
Now I am strong enough to take a chance.
I reach into your world and find my spirit.
You drag me into being with you, where the Queen’s are not all wicked.


Where next to go on this magical road trip?
Into your heart is a place I want to visit,
And maybe you would let me stay.
Let’s create a movie and fly away.


(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aditya Roy Nov 2020
Last year, I had a bottle o' dubious ***
A couple of friends and topsy-turvy musicians
Some beauteous cigarettes and women who had taken to me
I wonder how I took to the alcohol, methinks

A crowd of rushing strangers move past
And freedom is a cheap thrill amidst the noise
Tomorrow is another day and another bottle, ain't it?
I'll die an old drunkard, but the bottle shall never empty

That's the truth my friends
When you'll be old, I'll be young with my fine wine

"God will put us in the fire with a bouquet on our tomb.
I don't know about paradise, do you desire it?"
A beggar tilted his bottle. Asking for a refill.
MisfitOfSociety Nov 2020
This is going to sound crazy,
But...

I think I saw an alien yesterday.

I was kissing my wife when all of a sudden she changed form in front of me.
She was looking like a grey, scaly Asian grandma with Kardasian lips and eyes as black as holes.
Not only are the aliens infiltrating our governments but they are infiltrating my love life as well.

The reptilian leaned in, speaking without words.
Like it was talking in my thoughts.
He reached out to me,
And we ascended into his flaming Dorito in the sky.

We went from 0 to 300,000 miles per hour in the split of a second.
I think I saw a military pilot as we were passing by.
He tried to catch us, but we escaped in the blink of an eye.

Angel?
Extra-terrestrial?
Visitor from the Zeta Reticuli?
Or perhaps something inter dimension?

He took me to meet his family,
They had a message for me.
They were the ones who gave rise to humanity.
They think our fear of death is kinda funny.

They were so welcoming,
All about peace, love and understanding.
They do not understand war,
They don’t understand us at all.

I woke up the next morning back in my bed.
I can’t remember what happened,
I think they put something in my head.
My great grandmother thinks I was abducted.

I’m!

Not!

Crazy!

But the media would have you believe I am.
They twist my words to make them sound insane.

It wasn’t a man in a rubber suit.
Please believe what I say.
You believe me don’t you?
It was a mother ******* Roswell Grey.

I’m!

Not!

Insane!

But since It was not on the tv.
It’s not welcome in your reality?

Go ahead and ridicule me,
Try and keep me quiet.
But I know what I saw,
And I will never deny it.

We’re not alone.
We share a home,
With another life form.
They’ve been here for a very long time.

Is there life out there?
I want to believe.
Beam me up, Scotty.
I want to leave.
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