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Mark Toney Jan 2020
****** into a turbulent nexus
Exceeding ability to cope
Sucker-punched in my solar plexus
Victim of life's rope-a-dope


Β© 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
01/01/2020 - Poetry form: Rhyme - Copyright Β© Mark Toney | Year Posted 2020
Ken Pepiton Dec 2019
Thursday, October 27, 2016
2:21 PM

Are they one thing like
We have one right hand?
Trow now how
Could this dude/guy/man/fellow/fella/idiot/creep/*******/son
Of assorted things, I've been called them all,
How can he dispute the scholar who declares patience
And
Perseverance
To be perfectly
Inter change able?
Ye,
Yet get this
Right,
Patience and perseverance are two
Separate ideas/realities/states/things.
One takes effort.
One takes grace.
That scholar perseveres.
I wait.
A seed, I sowed in me, a while back, which fell  and grew in stony ground...
maya cahill Dec 2019
she always knew what was wrong
didn't need to ask twice,
hugging until her problems were gone
for her to let go
and for them to come flooding back

she was hurting herself,
in ways unspeakable,
wanted to be gone
to end all her misery

hiding away in a black hole
she dug for herself
she thought haven't I had enough?
she was done, she thought
but she knew it wasn't the answer
to go away
she tried to stay
but it wasn't working out that way

she tried to get help
they just made it worse
she went to therapy after therapy
one time her psychiatrist told her,
β€œmaybe life isn't for everyone”

as she was about to let go
rope tight around her throat
all the good memories came rushing back
as she was about to get down,
the chair slipped ...
and the rope tightened, her air feeling faint
before she realized, it had been too late
first poem !!
Michael A Duff Oct 2019
sometimes she is hard to love and makes you question yourself. she can be a riddle talking of the future, but only living for today. she is amazing in so many ways unexpected and beautiful. with all of that she sets my heart a blaze and captures my soul.
This confusing thing called love
Lies are unexpected
You could have lie to others
But you can't lie to yourself

Lies are unnecessary
Why choose to tell lies
When you could just tell the truth

Lies are usually for the cowards
It doesn't make things better
They mess you up miserably
Mari Aug 2019
I accepted
love
When I least
expected it.
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