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 Sep 2024 Ariannah
Vale Luna
(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.
Forward: from the victims perspective.
Backward: from the murderers perspective.

This TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE
 Sep 2024 Ariannah
Maria Etre
I caught my breath
chasing after another

I put my hand on my chest
to tame a raging heart

"Calm down ******"
I said

"But I'm falling"
it replied
Friday, September 27, 2024.
A video call. - a silly heart and tears.
It been known that love has no ending.
Yes, it been known that it will continue on infinity.
And this love, this love, this love has the same ending.

Long after, we are gone.
Our love, our love, will continue on.
Because this love was meant to be.

It been known from the beginning that my eyes were glue upon you.
And others have theirs upon you too.
But of them all mines remain true.

So, long after we gone.
Our love will rival some of the best romantic songs.
 Sep 2024 Ariannah
anonymous poet
Hello

Why does that little wheel spin?
Why does my patience wear thin?

Where are the poems I seek to read?
Where is the solution that we need?

Please repair the sites buffering
Please end our incessant suffering

We want to feel through others words
We want to work towards

Poetry
This loading is redonk!
I see you
I see me
Not being chosen
I see you having more fun
I see you walk by in your seducing scarlet jumpsuit casuallly dismissing me
I see your lips with a dark shade of  maroon moving and not a single moment of silence
I see your hazel brown eyes not even glancing  towards me
I see the red-brown of your hair but they face me
I see your long silver earings dangling and shaking as you laugh
I see the golden bracelets in your hand  slide back as you tie your hair
I see you
I see me
                             All alone
When you are nothing more than a second choice

— The End —