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My Dear Poet Mar 2021
My heart is bigger
than your hand
Hold it if you can
But the weight
may bring you down
So take heart
and just hold
my hand
Armand Mar 2021
My mind:
Filled with memories
Of unkind
And remedies
For pain

My brain:
Is going insane
By the very thought
Of any distraught
Coming to you

It's a war in here,
I need you dear
I hope neither of us breaks each other
To some, love is just A game today,
The people involved, are just toys, they play,
The world is the field, where the moves are made,
When they are finished, they find another to play.
Is love, just another four letter word today,
What happened to the meaning, has it just faded away,
I'm sure It's still out there, It's just so hard to find,
When you do, you will feel the signs,
Those involved, must be trustworthy, and care,
No matter what happens, in life, while you both are there,
Stand by each other, side by side, have no secrets you hold inside.


Tom Maxwell copyright 10/16/2002 AD
Blue Mavii Umber Mar 2021
In a world where a lot of things happend, fake smiles are old fashioned
These days I don’t trust
I don’t trust smiles
From the inside they’re distrust
How long will it take to combust?
Alicia Moore Mar 2021
The dawn of humans unknowingly sparked a debate in sincerity.
While praising dexterity, one may neglect the warmth of a tender heart.

Is it better to ablate the ***** —
do we intend to berate its kindness?

I wish to travel to the beginning of evolution,
when no pollution of such harshness is clear;
that may be our only solution here.
Dave Robertson Mar 2021
Friends cause ructions,
paroxysms,
liminal and otherwise

but the constancy of those
who count neither shaven off
nor with fingers on the scale
are the whole of my heart
Soumia Mar 2021
Hundred people around me,
laughing, singing and talking.

Why do I still feel empty,
why do I still feel lonely?

So many friends, so many family
and yet I still feel lonely.
Love, so hard to explain,
Hopefully, all involved, are thinking the same,
For many, these day's, use the word, as a game,
Causing another, to drop tears, like rain.
To  Love, you have to totally trust,
Love , does not appear, from hours, of lust,
You have to keep feeding the relationship, to keep out rust,
Actions, and words, have to match, that's a must.
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