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Peasant The Poet Mar 2019
How lucky you love languages,
I speak a few too.
My favorite one you’re fluent in?
I’ll give you a clue.

A sweet speak in tongues,
I never tire to hear.
Words drip not in honey,
but your taste for it is clear.

⁃ Say It Again
Colm Feb 2019
Space to think less
Space to be more
That is what your coffee shop means to me
And no matter how tempting the owner may be
It's is no such she who I adore
But the absence of the former self
And the discovery of what is meaning more
Just a thank you from one artist to the next. Be it a selfish one aimed mostly at me. (;
nadine Sep 2017
eyes so deep and blue as though the sky in a humid morning
eyes so deep and blue as though the vast ocean, scary yet calming
so deep, i'd dive in the universe they hold
so blue, it colored my monochromatic world
random
nadine x
Francisco G Feb 2019
When I met you, I thought nothing more of it

Days went on and then weeks where we just kept talking and I hoped we could keep going even if just a bit

I still remember the day you gave me a gift I've yearned for, a feeling attached to my heart

The more I think about you, the more my feelings pool together

I've fallen in them

Too bad your gift turned out to be an anchor, now I can't get out and I'm starting to drown
Emerson Nosreme Jan 2019
There’s a lot of sounds around me.
A door opened just now.
An agreement.
Door shut.
A bag rustling.
My keyboard’s clicking sounds.
A click of my mouse.
Chairs scraping the floor.
Footsteps.
There are many sights as well.
People in school uniform walking around me
Walking through many doors.
Many words too:
13:23 THURSDAY 31 JANUARY
THE PRINTER IN THIS AREA IS FOR CREATIVE ARTS ONLY thank you
PLEASE LEAVE THIS AREA TIDY
FOOD
ART 1, 2, & 3
PUSH
ART SHOP OPEM TUESDAY
DANGER LIFT MACHINE
SAMSUNG
So many words.
There’s no smell.
No taste.
All I can feel are my clothes and the clickity clackity keyboard
Wait: another sound - laughter
just some observations
madison Jan 2019
my words
they can't escape through my sobs
i've tried to tell you countless times
but they are trapped in my throat
trying to make their way out through my gasps of air
im choking on all the things i want to say to you
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