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Karijinbba Mar 2020
Stunned played by fate
She didn't play
any Chess games
to know
to Sheikh-mat cut off timely
the stonefish proud Greek
in his own chess biggoted
many a game with
non Greek queens

She noticed his weird gaze
morph his face
uglily though as he spoke of marriage deceivingly so

the mad Greek had been checkmated
by Greek evil Medeas
the freak in his far away land
Hellenic chess game of lure
under their jealous spell
of Synanceiidae
stonefish medea Kiriaki
and her many more Medeas
knowing his record
marked his queen for death

The geek proudly ignored
She me had checkmated
with great value King
American elite

in the chess game of life
having checkmated
such a valued King
she had won the chess game
of Life and love
knowing Chess games or not

She then sheikhmat
his deceptive Greek gaze
bone fish old man
She was no Queen in power
to move freely away
but she fled soon as she could
anyway

And as her true King
has the value
the queen has the power
for moving freely so
in his palatic home

to lose the value King though
cornered in his castle's bed
by other Queens

And in this Chess game
of life
to lose the value King
is losing the Chess game
and every other treasures
promised or received

this is a wise matter to know
to not lose
the many other games
surely to come
reigning at the king's court

In looking for love
dear queens!
know your chess game rules
calling out check mate timely
wins heaven on Earth
and the willing King's love
each time
~~~~~~~~~
By:Karijinbba
03-30-2020
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revised 04-28-20
what is kept hidden within
can destroy us

what is put into action voiced
love patience courage grace
surender understanding
can build us trust-worthy
Charlotte Ahern Apr 2020
Loving and losing is not unfortunate,
for one who has truly loved
can never lose entirely.
Love can be whimsical
Unknown Apr 2020
I'm sorry that I constantly push you away, without an explanation at all,
I'm trying my best, but my trauma convinces me that you may hurt me.

My issues make me feel lonely, even when there are days when I am not.
I secretly crave attention and love, but will never admit to it because of my trust issues.

So instead, I make myself content within my loneliness and
       made the rain beating against my window on a winters night,
                                        my only friend.
to those who push everyone they love away bc they feel as tho they don't deserve to be loved or are worried to be hurt again and are haunted by your past relationships.
Thomas Bodoh Apr 2020
Did You Think I Wanted To Write This?
by nobody you know about

it cost only the love i had for the blood in my body
the respect i had for humanity and for every caring soul
the stupid trust i had in mommy and daddy
the promise of heaven for the blind and the righteous
and the swift release that only sleep and death provide
to collapse this diary into shards that you could choke down
and somehow still have a lying tongue to say “you are perfect.”

what idiocy possessed my blackened mind to share with you
the hellfire consuming every minute that Beauty allows me to live?
Eitten S Apr 2020
You,
Pronoun that is used to point out or address another being

Broke,
Past tense verb that means something is somehow changed, usually for the worse

My,
Possessive pronoun that means something belongs to me in some way

Trust,
Noun which describes the building block for all relationships
The ‘you’ is plural.
We are working on it though....
Dez Apr 2020
She said open up
So I did for I trusted
But then she said shut up
Now I am busted
Kristina Apr 2020
This is to you, who's never gone away
Risking your sanity to understand my crooked mind
Unraveling my thoughts I'm spreading out infront of you
Searching for my hope when I misplace it
This is to you
.

Indefatigably believing in me

Listening to the words I can barely phrase
Owner of my trust and deepest passion
Voive in my endless silence
Everything I could ever wish for

You're the one who's rescuing me
Over and over
Unlike anyone I've known before
.
To my best friend who I dearly love.
vonny Apr 2020
golden brown leaves fall delicately from a tree
warm hands pointing at fluffy white clouds
the feeling of back against the grassy ground
fluttering hearts and long, drawn-out whispers
secrets spilled in the dead of night
trust is a dangerous chemical
and I have given you all of it
wrote this with my best friend in mind <3
you nourish relationships that don’t want to grow
maybe you should leave, you should just go

you put energy into so many people
that in reality sting you like a needle

they can’t give you anything in return,
nothing that sets your heart on fire
or makes it burn

and if you only would know
that those people don’t want to glow,

or at least not with you,
then maybe you should
adapt your crew

so stop watering death plants,
maybe you should just replant.

- gio, 10.04.2020
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