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Olive Jul 23
Say, that you don't need
just sunlight and water because
you're more than a sunflower.
Olive—
The last Poet Jul 19
"What does the colour gold look like?"
Asked the blind man.

"Gold is like the feeling of the sun kissing your skin.
It's like the taste of the purest honey on your tongue.
It's like a warm hug from someone close to you.
I imagine gold is what hope feels like.
That is what the colour gold looks like."
Words mean everything
mysterie Jul 2
happiness
to me
was her laugh
spilling into my lap
like sunlight --
warm.
and mine,
before i i knew
i needed it,
needed her.
something semi crazy happened today
also, the project is going to have ten entries and a small one at the end to sum it up x
date wrote: 3/7
Poetic T Jun 12
They say I slept like  
I was in a shallow grave,
Still warm, but rigid.
eyes glazed over..

I tried to wake myself up,
But as I looked down,
Chills evaporated through me.

I slept like death, my pillow
A grave stone of dreams.
Tucked in beneath the
Shallow entombment
of slumber.

Yet, upon my resurrection,
I feel like I’d never even
Sewn my eyes shut.
As sunlight seers my retina.

I walk into the light, dead on my feet..
Everly Rush Jun 8
i found a sunny spot to sit
the kind that makes you glow a bit
the grass was cool, the light was gold
it felt like something i could hold

i stretched out like a lazy cat
no thoughts too loud, no weight, just flat
the heavy stuff slipped off my chest
the sun, for once, made all the rest

feel smaller — gone, at least awhile
i even wore a real-life smile
but shadows came, like they always do
and took my sunlight with them too.
17:26pm / i wish i could be a cat
Noor May 30
The eyes that shimmer so bright
Before, nothing felt so right
The brown color in the sunlight
Make my heart filled with pure delight

A smile so pure, that takes my breath
Leaving me always thinking of its depth
A smile so pretty
That never makes you feel guilty

A heart so full of love, it overflows
Filling mine with tender glows
A mind full of knowledge
That guides me through

The hands of mine longing to hold yours
Under the moon's light or near the sea shore.
Dylan A May 11
I keep pretending that you don’t want me,

Because that would be a reason to stay.

So if I find a reason to leave, I’ll be gone

By golden hour, without a message or note,

Without even any goodbyes.
Berry Blue May 8
It's meaningless
yet, I am still here,
drinking water,
waiting on calls,
watching the sky.

Yes
The universe is indifferent.
and also- I miss my dog.
She would wait for me
and not ask why we're here.

nothing is certain
and also-
Sunlight moves across the floor
like it has somewhere to be
and for a moment,
so do i.
Wed, May 7, 2025
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