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ryn Jan 2018
Capture me the sun
and I’ll worship you by day

Lasso me the moon
and I’ll turn the tide

Irrigate me an ocean
and I’ll drink to a stupor

Promise me time
and the seconds I’ll bide
Brittle Bird Jan 2015
Can you hear my pleas?
I’ve been coming up empty;

been taking heed,
but always coming up empty.

A blank wish list
each time I hit the surface.

Failure in store
flipping, crashing to the shore,

and I’ve been afraid
this chaos will forget my name;

petrified of remorse
just soaking up my source.
I tend to write these poems so late that I don't even know what my brain is getting at. Maybe this will look like crap in the morning...who knows.
Jen Jo Sep 2014
Can you please lend me your eyes?
Don't be long, I promise.

Please, let me show you what I see in you.
Let me show you [you].
Sum It Apr 2014
I wish today to write a poem
with eleven wishes in it
And before I do that I wish some coffee
to prevent my psyche from split

Such poor handwriting, should then
I wish for better calligraphy
And with all messy impromptu,
I wish to get a new copy

Sipping down the bitter taste,
I always wished to feel better
A wishlist without her mention,
It will just be a fiddle

There are whole lot of wishes,
I wish around and with her
Fitting them together with skip
Other wishes shan't be in hamper

Getting high inhaling nature
my wish further for solitude
How I wish to reach every creation
and fill them with gratitude

The poem just began
if I could wish more
Stupid ending happens
when my coffee is over

More coffee!!!!
#eleven11poetrychallenge Day4

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