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i love you that much
so when there is
a choice
between you and me
i choose to love
maybe
i love you
because
i don’t know what love is
i’m sure
i do
but for you
i don’t want to follow the rules
you can drink how much you want
but you will never see me in her
you can find another girl
who jokes the same as I did before
who laughs the same, who smiles the same
but it will never be me again
Lately, I have definitely
noticed a change,
these times are different now,
things are just not the same,
when we display
our poems, and our writings,
the honor we do not claim,
like they're no longer exciting,
this is really just insane,
as if our works don't matter,
We just mainly want to
change things, and
to make Life more better,
Do our writings bore you??,
or are you just not intrigued??
Is our inspirations and motivation
not something that you need???
do our verses scare you,
We really need to know,
Do our creative word expressions
make you feel very low???
We want to inspire, and
lift you up higher, and
give you encouragement,
that's if you so desire,
are you looking for
a scapegoat,  or a
word to Brighten your day???
or, something that
is personal, and
you would rather not say???
If so, that's okay,
I just thought that I'd ask,
I'm not the type of person
that'll put you on blast
although, it may seem very
harsh and very strange,
I have definitely put to notice
that Things Have Changed!!!!


B.R.
Date: 4/14/2025
NOTE: Can anyone else attest,
or is it just me???
Jesus' baby Mar 26
Grant thee a voice to write,  
A blueprint to imprint.  

Bestow thee a script,  
To inscribe with wisdom’s grip.  

Permit thee a spark,  
To blaze through the dark.  

Inspire thee with grace,  
To shine in time and space.
TreeGoth Feb 5
I hate the way you make me feel
Like I am carrying 400lbs of extra weight
On my body
I hate hiw oppressive you turned
I hate the fact that you're birthday
Stole alot from me
And I cannot replace what was stolen
From me
I hate you for what you did
To make me have to lie to others about you
I hate the fact that your old school
I am angry for the simple fact that you are still here
When you shouldn't be even around me
All this aggression
All this hate and anger
Is baggage for me
And you don't know what you have don't yet...
Your lies lead me to lie
And I (f)ucking hate that
Another thing about ex
She,
voracious reader, nearly a book a day,
she loves Rushdie, Ishiguro, E. Stout,
and so many, many more, a daily add
to an ever growing list of auteurs, all
venerable and venerated, my little bits
pale, don’t even qualify to compare,
so what’s a poet to say, or feel, beside
tears in his eyes, so hereby withdraws his
awarded accolade, HGF,
His Greatest Fan

now that there is a vacancy, looking for
fufillment, now that there is a hollowed
hallow plus a clogged artery, side by side,
both within,

even
an officialized fossilized a
doctor declaration of “chronic heart failure”

who knew docs still diagnosed love sickness?

loss of love could manifest
itself so decisively physically,
and yet I blame her not, and
thank her for the inspiration,
for all the poems birthed in
her presence, and what swill
will /may follow will never be as good,
for memories inevitable yellowing,
discoloration infestation inevitable,
earn my pallor palest poverty
and like a used car, good enough
for daily trips to the office, but not
for cross country trips,

and perhaps
that means,
only smaller,  
somewhat
used up,
and  e v e n
not only,
only love poetry

open to direction
road trip to
Sweet Sorrow Land
TreeGoth Dec 2024
My first experience
With clairvoyance
Was nit a good experience
I walked into a house
This house had
Negative energy
As if some wanted to attack me
But it was the energy at the time
Then my sister told
Me this that
Some worm killed his family
And him self in the exact
House I was staying
Oh the terror I felt
SelinaSharday Feb 2023
Don't say It's nothing..
Because it only has 1 like or reply!
Its Beautiful and Everything
even if it is never even seen..
Keep Sharing..
There is also the browsing
never liking/replying Kind...
@Thoughts-Of-Sharday3
Keep giving of your creative thinking.. its giving, its touching, its stirring even when we can't see those things
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