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1.
It felt like crossing      
all things cross, right?

2.
It has been many years since we have walked through that tunnel
and into this land
where the hands of spirits became the wings of ancestors over us
and the quiet inner gust became an orator of truth  

Truthteller could you tell me again my name
They have given me so many on the northern journey,
disguised me to be one of the multiple
flickering pixels on a television screen

eyes darker than their own
but who has darker eyes

3.
She is the barefoot daughter of the Pachamama
womxn of many tongues
womxn whose tongue was not cut off
so you hear her sing when the sun comes up
and sway with the blades of grass
onward in the direction of the voices and the wind
and all the things that cry and laugh out loud  

4.
They made you cross, too
and at the same time
But they made you forget
about the birds,
the wind,
your name- our name
and the alphabet
5.
silence is the alphabet used to speak truth  

6.
They made you forget your name.
Ask them your name as you look up at the sky
cloudy or clear
as  children lay silently next to demarcation lines
housed in steel bars
gloomy and lost
ask and listen
to be humbled by your name  

7.
The spirits call again
can you hear them now?

back through the tunnel of innocence,
they whisper your name.
Bhill Oct 5
Is there life at the end of the tunnel
Everyone is always looking for the light
I think you have to find the tunnel first

Brian Hill - 2019 # 248
Which tunnel have found yet?
Erian Sep 24
You let me fall when I trusted you
Not that I can’t blame you
You knew too well how I felt
By crushing my heart while I was asking for help
You notice me, I know
Turning your head every now and again
Don’t you ever wonder what goes on in my head?
Or do you just want to look at a person,
Crumbled in your reach?

I get it...
You mean well
Shining in the spotlight
While I’m sunken below
Drunk on a useless thought
That’ll you’ll be the light at the end of the tunnel.
Liana Palas Aug 4
They say there’s a light at the end of each tunnel
LIGHT
I only feel the light when I’m with you
A light brighter than all of the stars
Some kind of light
That’s not possible to describe
But simply feel it
Deep inside my soul
Inside of everything that makes me human
I guess we are both tunnels
Tunnels with no endings
But full of light
Full of the sunshine that’s longing to be in the atmosphere
Even though there’s no sunshine to understand
Because we are only humans
But we are humans in love
And that’s something to strive for.
Duzy Jul 17
Why wait until the end of the tunnel?

You can make your own light, wherever you stand.
I stand on other side of tunnel. Time moving forward like I am. The next door were open.
I'm still in labyrint.
But now I can, can open any door.
If I will pick a right key.
Cameron Jun 30
It always seems so close.
Close enough where you can feel the warmth of love.
Close enough where you can hear the sounds of peace.
Close enough where you can smell the scent of serenity
Close enough where you can see those you love smiling at your face.
Close enough where you can taste your best memories as if for the first time.
Close enough…


But then you’re dragged back down that dark tunnel.


Love turns to enmity.
Peace turns into chaos.
Serenity turns into turmoil.
Smiles turn to sneers.
Memories become bittersweet.
The spoken words are nearly always the cause…


The warmth is lost.
The words replaced them with daggers in my stomach.
The peace is lost,
The words replaced them with sorrow in my soul.
The serenity is lost.
The words replaced them with a ***** under each of my fingernails.
The smiles are lost.
The words replaced them with with dark, malignant, expressions
The memories still hang on.
They are the salt in my wounds.


Power is what’s needed to get what you want, to argue, to fight.
Power is something I lack.
Everytime I fight, I lose.
Fear is allowed to take root.
Fear that I am tearing my family in half.
Fear that I am favoring either she or him.
I don’t know…


I don’t know…


“I don’t know…” is a weight I carry around daily.
It’s a steel ball-and-chain around my ankle.
I don’t know how to fight for what I want.
I don’t know how to be neutral.
I don’t know how to make things right.
I try as hard as I can, but I just simply can’t succeed.
I need both she and him to understand that I tear myself in two for both of them.
Everyday it hurts, but I do it anyway.


I do it to feel the warmth of love.
I do it to hear the sounds of peace.
I do it to smell the scent of serenity
I do it to see those I love smiling at my face.
I do it to ******* best memories as if for the first time.


I’m almost at the end of the tunnel.
For a moment, I am hopeful.
Then, right on the brink, the edge of permanent happiness and peace.
I get dragged right back to the start.
Dragged back in tears.


“It isn’t fair,” I thought.
I’ve been dragged back so many times.
I’ve hoped for the moon, and was given a rock.
All of these years of anxiety and hoping for peace between her, him, and I...
Well I’ve finally given up, and accepted it.


I’ll never pass through the light at the end of the tunnel.
But I used to hope...
Jordan Hudson Jun 19
Talk like a tunnel
Talk like a tunnel
Talk like a tunnel
Talk like a tunnel
Ya
Ya
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
Like a tunnel
Like a tunnel
Like a tunnel
Reverb on
Echo
Down the hall
Out the back
Voice is wack
Listen to that
Yeah
Down the hall
Out the back
Other side
Ya that's mine
Listen to that
Yeah
Mumble rap
Yeah I'm wack
Listen to that
Yeah
Talk like a tunnel
Talk like a tunnel
Talk like a tunnel
Talk like a tunnel
Ya
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
Like a tunnel
Like a tunnel
Like a tunnel
Yeah
Dark inside
End is light
Both sides
Echo inside
Nowhere to hide
Only to run
Not from a gun
The glock can catch
The glock can wreck
Your life and die
Nowhere to hide
Now Imma die
Can't reach the light
Bye
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
We can talk like a tunnel ya
We can talk with the reverb on
Like a tunnel
Like a tunnel
Like a tunnel
Yeah
can't reach a goal because you are being stopped
murky water,
silence of horror,
the lengthy tunnel,
which includes suffer.

everything starts to rust,
with grey clouds of dust.
if you want to pass this wild,
don't leave the person you are!

'cause this wild has many rats.
battle for blood, killing for spat.
they will try to cut you half,
will try to make you their pet.
Thank you everyone for reading.

To see the full version of "bad friends" and my other poetries you can check this link. It is my poetry blog.
https://muhammedeminkusaslan.blogspot.com/

My instagram: @eminkusaslan

Take care -E
I changed a lot
since you'd last called,
when you gave me
unnecessary hope,
I found a way out
from this tunnel,
I'm leaving without you
to the gorgeous runnel.

I thought I knew you,
I was pretty wrong.
I thought I could trust you,
but you infect me flu.
what else there to do ?
here's my 'bye' to you..



Muhammed Emin KUŞASLAN
Thank you everyone for reading.

To see the full version of "bad friends" and my other poetries you can check this link. It is my poetry blog.
https://muhammedeminkusaslan.blogspot.com/

My instagram: @eminkusaslan

Take care -E
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