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Chiara Jan 2019
Open your eyes and deviate to green,
Artifical directions will never lead,
Hunt for magic and rise above greed,
Without it the world will be freed,
Materialistic labor shall be plead,
That is not the way we need to be,
Maybe we should dance with the tree,
Listening to the earth from root till seed.
A wake up call
When she robs her eyes of you
Wake up, she needs you
Tell her that you love her too
A wake up call
Poetic Eagle Dec 2018
Only a dog goes back to its *****
Think twice and stop being used
Past is past focus on e future
You can be anything, but not everything,
So why do we keep making people our everything’s when we are struggling to find that one thing that makes us, us ?

Why do we bend over backwards for love but don’t take the time to invest in ourselves ?

Instead of seeking validation from other people we should should be validating our own worth,

But of course we can’t seem to shake the addiction of gathering likes on social media so we show a little more skin and clamp our mouths shut since society doesn’t value opinions anymore.

We are sheep in a sea of vanity and political correctness. All clamoring over each other trying to come out on top.

No one wants to be unique anymore because you can’t trend individuality on Twitter. We are so dependent on instant gratification that we sleep with our phones Incase someone likes our posts at 3 am.

When’s the last time you saw a kid playing outside? These phone screens are like prison glass.


We are sheep in a sea of vanity and political correctness.
B Sonia K Dec 2018
Moving in slow motion
Discrediting the old notion
Standing still
hands on the window sill
Feeling the vibrations
Within the walls
Watching opinions clashing
As Deafening as horns blaring
No decision can be made here

Dusk to Dawn to Dusk
The same noise
Over and over again
Oblivious of the wallflower
The self appointed refree
Now as invisible and the paint beneath the wallpaper.
Who is in the right, here?

Silence, I say quietly
Silence, I shout more loudly
We're in an insomnic haze
Arguing over what we know not
They've made us mindless,
Zombies living on lies.
Wake Up!
روبرت Dec 2018
You’ve awoken my heart
So wake up please
I’m getting sleepy
My lucid dreams smother and inject terror into my heart
They terrify me
Wake up please
I cannot fall asleep
Is it really 11:03?
lowkeymorns Nov 2018
Hello ?
Um
What day is?
Is that the sun?
What time is it?
Well, I need too know!
I slept far to long!
....Or not enough?
Should I go back to sleep?
What did I have to do?
Oh. I remember right!
How do I do all that ?
I'd rather just lay here
Hmm
What was that dream about ....
Ya!
That one !
I miss it.
well......
I think I'll return there
enjoy your dream
I'll enjoy my reality
Talking to my self some mornings
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