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 Oct 2023 MT Browder
3
this feeling is not
symbiotic: you reduce
my core to nothing
at least i am something (ashes) and at least you are happy
i am molded symbiose!
m.b.d forever
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
Poet X
I swear I’m not a love poet but

loving you
makes me scared of dying .

I know what it’s all about now,
I get why the sun rises
and the moon sets.
I understand why the stars shine
and the birds chirp.
I get why the heart beats
and the lungs breathe.

I get it now,
why I’m alive.
loving you is the only thing I feel good at .
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
B D Caissie
The ephemeral beauty of a bloom.
Is cherished because it’s gone too soon.

Petals weaken and colours must fade.
Falling to earth whence it was made.

Light shines upon thee though tears fall like rain.
Find peace for blossoms in heaven forever remain.
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
Phia
Dandelions
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
Phia
I’ve resorted to making wishes on dandelions
For miracles
I know
Will never come
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
BeeVaishnavi
What is the correct option?
Which one is more devastating?
Which one takes more healing?
Which one holds the power to change someone's life?
Which one hurts the most?
Physical pain or internal pain.
Can they ever fade away?
The one which everyone carries and yet is non-detectable.
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
Suzy
Why me
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
Suzy
‘Why me ‘ he says

‘Why you’ I say
‘I wish I knew ‘

The feeling is overwhelming
The frustration is consuming
The desire is deliciously warming
This emotion is heartfelt and so very real .
‘So ‘ I say
That’s why
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
August
He gave me dead flowers
So I can smell them every day
The rotten petals falling
The color of decay

The washed out sunflower
The dehydrated leaves
The mold on the water
The color of debris

The richly red rose
Now drooping to the floor
The color of love
Existed no more

But still I saved the flowers
And smelled them every day
And watered them with tears
To let them grow again.
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
BrokenPieces
Loving you
A poison I would drink with pleasure
Any day of the week
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
Tony Tweedy
I write not for my arts sake...
I write for my hearts ache...

I write not to remind myself...
I write to re-mind myself...
I perform my own exorcisms through my keyboard
 Oct 2023 MT Browder
BeeVaishnavi
Did you ever wonder?
How many lives exist between being introvert and extrovert.
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