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The hug that felt like everything, would really be alright.
The kiss that without a doubt, had easily made my night.
The girl that I am falling for, without a single fear.
The relationship I'm wishing for, is drawing ever near.
Phoenix Dec 2015
Borders
Segregation and isolation
Exclusion and division
Those who are different
Are thrown in a category
Do you have money?
Come over here.
Do you do drugs?
Go over there.
I don't even know. Write a poem about borderlands. These could be real or metaphorical, personal or global or universal or fantastical. What about when someone claims their personal space and you have to cross their borderland? What about borders between countries or cultures? What about crossing the borders between expectations? Hmm... And, in case you want a parameter, no line can be longer than three words.
Julie Grenness Dec 2015
A tribute in our golden years,
As  I recollect, no poignant tears,
I glimpsed him in my peripheral vision,
By now, we're both older editions,
A friend of a friend of  a friend,
Floating away like golden pollen,
I trust my thoughts to him do wend,
That was  once a quote, I sigh,
" I did but see him passing by,"
Crying and weeping is not for me,
Glancing at such distant memories,
Yes, a friend of a friend of a friend,
Floated away like stardust pollen,
I reminisce, such a dear,
A tribute in our golden years.
A whimsy, feedback welcome.
Mia Anderson Dec 2015
3 months passed
New years eve comes soon
You'll be happy
and I won't be
You'll be kissing some girl
while my lips grace the rim
of my finished tequila bottle
I can't forget you
Like you forgot me
life is ever-changing
and you were the biggest change
I just remembered how much
I hate change
I've more New Year's behind me
now that I have gotten old
My next one's in the tropics
I just don't like the cold

I used to party hearty
I wouldn't get back home till five
Now, I pass out on the sofa
My wife checks if I'm alive

I remember  I went drinking
I got drunk riding the bus
When I told my friends the story
they said, dude, that wasn't us

I told them yes it was,
We all stayed out till late
They informed me of my error
I had passed out just past eight

New Years was  Lombardo
New Years...it was **** Clark
Two giants of the evening
Two men who left their mark

Now, incentive to stay up till twelve
To see who will Jenny McCarthy kiss
well, I liked her better as a playmate
now, I couldn't  give a ****

The morning will still get here
Whether I stay up, or not
New Year's eve is nothing special
I spend it with my wife (she's hot)

We cuddle on the sofa
Fall asleep as if on cue
With our tray half full of finger foods
We're asleep by ten, not two

I wish you Happy New Year's
My best wishes all are sent
If you stay awake past midnight
Call, and tell me how it went.
aviisevil Dec 2015
I wish I could see
how I was consumed before
I am not who you see
I am not here anymore

I am a stranger to myself
mirror has stopped speaking
and I don't feel the air
even though I'm still breathing



forgotten places whisper to me
call me back to where I once belonged
there is nothing out there anymore
and I've been gone for so long
there's nothing back there for me
it's all gone
it's all gone




cutting open the old scars
I want to find it all again
tied to a different tale
every word is still the same

I will erase my sight
so I can be blind to my own fragility
I wish I was more than what I've become
I've forgotten what I wanted to be



I will fade into the pieces
that sheltered me from my own
in one smile and a thousand diseases
it's all gone, it's all gone

if I consume myself today
I know there will be no one left to mourn
for all that i had once means nothing
it means nothing if I was never born


forgotten places whisper to me
call me back to where I once belonged
there is nothing out there anymore
and I've been gone for so long
there's nothing back there for me
it's all gone
it's all gone

People who stood there once before
No one is there anymore
how the world forgets
where the sun sets.
Seth Milliman Dec 2015
It was so many years ago,
The fallen downtrodden path began.
But because no future could be told,
Life must be lived in one's own hand.
I can only make predictions,
Even though I know they can't stand.
I have seen and felt,
Loved and lost.
What more can be?
How much can one see?
Before you grow into a weary old defying man.
Hanna Kelley Dec 2015
I have not felt this happy in years, thank you
Phoenix Dec 2015
Kiss me,
love me,
Don't leave me.

Hold me tight,
Be my light,
Cuz you're so bright!
Yeah...uhh...don't ask. Just, don't. The prompt was : Write a poem about kissing or about a kiss. No word in the poem can be more than one syllable.
It isn't too late to join! You can write poetry that ***** or rocks (Or both) and you don't turn it in! info@mostpoetry.org
Kegan Dec 2015
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