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ktle Nov 2018
I love the number 2 because
2 people means no remainder.
bus seats, store sales, coffee deals,
are made for two.
3? Well, it's uneven.
and 1 will always have
the anxiety
of feeling alone and forgotten.
the burden
of carrying a forced smile
and sometimes faking a laugh
to things you dont understand
because you'd think that if you do
you would feel less left behind.
but when it fails and a laugh seems
too rehearsed,
the three seconds of silence
before they turn to one another
makes you think that they know
and dont care.
makes you think you're an extra piece
without a spot in the puzzle.
it's wasnt always like this.
I used to think that nothing
could be complete
if it wasn't us three.
but lately when I'm with you two
a part of me wanders off to think about
what you're thinking;
if I should memorize the words
to that song you're both always singing;
and what I can change about myself
so that you won't leave me.
And then, the three of us together
becomes two and a half.
"love and fear they're not so different. the things we love the most are also what we're most afraid to lose"
j Nov 2018
November three
haven't you realized, its getting spooky
the way the days go on
and the way you forget its already dawn.

its twelve thirteen
I can't stop thinking
honey, are we going to win?
by the way, are you still fighting?
its funny to think how time flies so fast and its crazy to think that after two months, its another ****** year.
Alfa Oct 2018
I am                  split into
  Two,
People. Speaking up           /or stuck in a box
   and
          I will                         never be(ing)
complete(ly).
me                                      .
Three poems in one that speaks of my confused identity.
Read as: 1) I am split into two people. Speaking up and/or stuck in a box I will never be completely me.
2) I am two people. Speaking up and I will complete me.
3) Split into two, or stuck in a box and never being complete.
Nat Lipstadt May 2013
Three Minute Warning

A messenger delivers
A three minute warning
As I lay in bed at 10:30 am
(Resting in preparation for,
not from, our oops, early morning hike).

Breakfast will be ready in 3,
Get your **** in gear or else
It will be cold, I'll be mad,
And you will answer to a
Higher Authority.

No problem cause I already know
All I need is two.

Splash water on my face
Now I'm presentable
enough to the human race,
current company probably won't be happy,
But I ain't telling her, are you?

Shave! You crazed?
It is a three day weekend,
Every day a July Fourth,
Celebrating freedom from the European tyranny,
Of shaving smooth  every day!

Splash water on my head, count with me,
Five brush strokes as you can plainly see
Is a classic case of overcompensating
In my geling n' hair stylin'

Brush my teeth, well,
I hope 2 full minutes of rinsing with  CVS
Green stuff, mouthwash, will have to suffice.

Blast my deodorant both sides,
Long and strong, wearin' now
My bold blue *** husk of musk,
Cause I am a very considerate fellow
Who happens to really have stunk.

Clean T- shirt and shorts,
Yes, clean underwear too,
Leaves me a whole minute to write this scribble.

My flip flop noises coming down the hallway,
Are the butler announcing our joint arrival,
Me and my poem.

Lest you think this is paean to men
Another grand male boast,
Be advised this ditty be writty
By a man who, while no longer gritty,
Just put jelly on his scrambled eggs
And ketchup on his toast!

Mmmmmmm there might be a poem
Lurking in that too...
Sigh, a true story.
Eric Babsy Oct 2018
The end of days is near.
Because it is the death of you I fear.
The sun has blown away all.
The moon encroaches all.

If it is not a lie in the first place!
Is it not viewed this way from space?
You took my life from me.
So others could be.

This is what heroes do.
In that I hope I find you.
Give me a chance.
Because I have been given a last dance.

We as people need to join together.
Before it is any system we can weather.
Please hear me out.
Because I am not just here to spout.

I am telling no lie.
Maybe it will be done long after I die.
Could you just apply.
All my lessons and reverb a reply.

I know the secrets behind their lies.
In the end must we all give this more than just three tries.
You know I can hate no one.
In the end I hope we can all become one.
Amy Duckworth Sep 2018
One
Two
Three
Seconds pass
Four
Five
Six
Minutes pass
Seven
Eight
Nine
Hours pass
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Days pass
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Weeks pass
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Months pass
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty-one
Years pass
Things haven't changed at all
Time still passes on
Not stopping
So don't stop your own clock
Or anyone else's for that matter
Amy Duckworth Sep 2018
We hesitate because
We are afraid
Take the leap
Count to three if you need to
But it helps you to leap
Then not leap at all
S K Anderson Sep 2018
Every first time is first done slowly
and then like it's your last.
And when the words tumble out of my mouth
like a whispered avalanche,
It's all I can do to pray
you'll say it back.

But first you stare.

My mind goes a thousand different places,
revolving around the axis of rejection
strung by your silence.

It must be only seconds but it's stretched into
a quiet forever inside my mind.

And when you kiss me instead,
it doesn't calm my fast-paced heart.
That is, until you pull away with the words
close on your lips.

I love you.
Those three words have never made as much sense as this moment.
I rarely write love poems, but what else can a poet do when their heart is this close to exploding?

***
Vince Victoria Sep 2018
The first day,
I met you.
My life changed.
I believed.

The second day,
You said "hi!"
Sparkling eyes
And bright smiles.

The third day,
We had lunch.
Ribs for two
And a flan.

The fourth day,
I loved you.
Did you too?
I hoped so.

The fifth day,
You said no.
You grew cold
Like ice cream.

The sixth day,
We stopped "us"
Back to nil;
Tears were shed.

The last day,
I walked past;
You just shrugged.
We're strangers.
Euphrosyne: You can just stay here
And if I give you the white strips
You can just lay down
And use the white strips
And by the time they release you
Your teeth will look so good
I mean no offense but
You’d be using you’re time wisely.
They will look so
Much better.
Here, I have two boxes.

Aglaea: I think there’s yoga too
You can really firm up doing that
I really think you should stay and
Take the yoga
I’m serious.
You can also journal
And do color therapy
I know you know your colors
Obviously!
So you should think about
Sharing what you know
With the less
Fortunate
It shows
Gratitude
And I know that you’re Grateful.

Thalia: While you’re here we’ll get you all
New stuff
I know this guy
And he can do it
He’ll redo your whole place
And I bet it could be an editorial
And you need flowers.
We’ve got to get that sorted
Why don’t you do a vision board?
There are
Magazines here right?
You can use them. Well some of them.
Vogue maybe? They do have Vogue right?
And when you’re out we’ll
Deal with the hair and stuff like that.
In the meantime
Find out if there’s a manicurist in here.
You feet are busted.
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