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 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
Aishu
Take a look around.
See the view.
Breathe, feel, and live life.
Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.-Ferris Bueller
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
Thomas W Case
It's the continual
opening of the
eyes that disappoints,
not that sleep brings peace,
but it's the momentary
reprieve from life's
clenched fist, and
it's ruthless apathy.

Life is a toss of
the coin,
a roll of the dice.
Often, it's snake eyes.
As a kid, I always
thought that everything
would be alright.
Now I see the
randomness of
it all.

I'm always trying to
get back to Eden.
Sometimes, the
dreamer in me
forgets the futility.
The banishment is
forever.
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love was just a game that you played with me
i was just a name in your history
played me like a fool i fell for it all
just a memory that you can recall

a joker in the pack that you threw away
just another game with someone there to play
thought your love was real that it was meant to be
you just played around made a fool of me

i never saw it coming couldnt read your mind
just someone you knew that you left behind
there to play your game at your beck and call
all it was to you was the winner takes it all
we must save the world from the global curse
planet it is changing each day getting worse
weather is confused icebergs on the melt
all around the universe.  global warming it is felt

rivers they are flooding causing such distress
we must save the planet  stop the global mess
do the best we can before its far to late
the planet that we live on will turn in to our fate

animals will suffer no where they can stay
flooding will get worse washing them away
we must do our best  to help the world restore
then the planet that we love will be safe once more
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
My Dear Poet
There’s no time for suicide
it’s the end of the world
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
My Dear Poet
“Pick one”
She pointed at her freckles

“Choose one”
I pointed to the stars
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
My Dear Poet
A blind woman gave birth
to the most beautiful girl
on earth

She could feel her heart beat
but could never see her face

She could touch her hand
but never saw her
eyes of grace

She could smell her skin
but never seen
her smiling

a beautiful blind woman bore
the most beautiful woman on earth
who saw her mother more

than just with eyes and all their worth
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