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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
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
Salmabanu Hatim
I seem to forget nowadays,
I am afraid,
I don't want to lose my sweet memories,
And not recognise my children.
21/12/2021
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
Carlo C Gomez
~
A fire built within

We come together
we break apart

A wind that blows past
and does not return

Carnival of light
moving colors
in the overcurrent

Where is heaven above?

You'll only hear
the hummingbird
skyward bound

Before finally combusting
somewhere in
the upper atmosphere

The resulting cloud
is probably still up there
— more proof that it pays
to shoot for the stars

~
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
EB
Surface tension
 Dec 2021 Zoe Mae
EB
My life is dripping out of my hands
fingers aren't watertight

sticky palms
sticky jeans
red streaks down my shirt
Just a little puddle, cupped
and the **** thing's dripping out.

Run down my wrists
smear in my elbows
stain my shirt sleeves blue,
my tears are chapped
lips run dry
watch as I drown
in my favorite hue.
They say it's mind over matter...

What do you do when you've already lost your mind?
I just thought this up and feel pretty genius right about now haha
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