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Mar 2015 Vita

Whiskurz

"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"

"Look at the beautiful towers"
"I wonder if a princess lives there"
"I'll bet she is kind, they're so hard to find,
With beautiful long flowing hair"

My daughter loved to go to the beach
She loved the sandcastles the best
But she didn't know her heart was too slow
And soon they would open her chest

It's funny sometimes how time can fly
It only seems like yesterday
There was a major complication with her operation
And my daughter has passed away

I still go to the beach from time to time
To see the sandcastles on display
I still close my eyes and part of me dies
Each time I hear her say

"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"

Mar 2015 Vita

Insanity

Mar 2015 Vita

Mari

Insanity

Those who Dance to the Music are
considered Insane by those who cannot Hear it.

But are we not all insane?
Are we not part of the same life of sound, music and death?
Are we not all behind the same wall?

We're all insane. It's just that not everyone knows it.
Which is why they're staring at me because I'm humming.

I'm sure everyone knows they're insane but refuse to admit it.
So they stare and judge.

Probably.
Of course, we're absolutely mental.
We're mad.
All the best people are.
But the really insane ones are those who think they're normal.

Yet they send us to mental institutions.

Because they honestly don't realize . . . we all have monsters.
We stopped running from the ones under our beds, when we realized
they were inside of us.
We're all monsters.
No avoiding it.

To be honest I didn't come up with this on my own. This is a note written between me and a friend of mine. Thank you Sam for willingly having thought provoking conversations with me!
I'm trying out the hashtag thing. Not sure if I did it right. Oh well.

#insanity #monsters

Mar 2015 Vita

I'll Come Up with a Better Title Later

Mar 2015 Vita

haiku namatata

I'll Come Up with a Better Title Later

I procrastinate.
So much wasted potential.
This poem ends with...

Mar 2015 Vita

Red-Shifted

Mar 2015 Vita

Amanda Miller

Red-Shifted

The moon shines a cool blue tonight
as we entwine our fingers, laying on the baseball field
beneath diamond heavens. We lie
in silence, in the moments when the Universe reveals
itself, and contemplate the distances between one celestial body to
another, the space between
us growing as I turn south
to find Orion while you seek Cassiopeia in the north.

Shooting stars cross the sky, and we wish separately on dead
stars and dead dreams, lights already grown red and extinguished
as we whisper in the dark, passing
between phases.

And in the end we're all left searching.

Mar 2015 Vita

1+1=1 not 2

Mar 2015 Vita

Monique Isom

1+1=1 not 2

They say that 1+1=2, and that is in fact true
but when it comes to me and you
1+1=1 not 2
for together we are one,
not 2

for my future husband, the one who i have not yet met

#love

Feb 2015 Vita

variables

Feb 2015 Vita

chryselle g

variables

i fell in love
with the distance
between us

i fell in love
with the timing
and how it's always off

i fell in love
with the hope
that these walls
have nowhere to go
but down
and he'll be on the
other side, waiting

i fell in love
with the thought of
possibly
hopefully
falling in a kind of love
that overcomes
transatlantic flights
and time zones

Feb 2015 Vita

Preditor Love

Feb 2015 Vita

Alexia

Preditor Love

Love;
It sneaks up on you
Like a fearless lion,
Approaching its prey.
It's feirce and strong
And overwhelming.
You never see it coming,
But once it pounces,
There's no getting out.
You might fight
For your life, but
There is no use.
Before you know it,
Love is ripping
Your heart out,
Eating you alive.
Love is a preditor,
And you are it's prey.

#love #life #fight #strong #lion #fearless #overwhelming #preditor #sneaky #feirce

Feb 2015 Vita

Numb

Feb 2015 Vita

Alexia

Numb

I'm numb,
Nothing to say,
Nothing to do.
So I'll just lay
Here on my bed
All **** day.
Is this what you wanted,
To hurt me this way?
If so, I ask why?
Tell me, I pray.
I'm a joke to you, right?
Maybe a game to play.
Well, that's not how I work
So I'm walking away.

idfwu

#love #poem #sad #sadness #hurt #friendship #relationship #numb #pray #walkaway

Feb 2015 Vita

Untitled

Feb 2015 Vita

aubrey sochacki

Untitled

you were born
with a pure light
lied over your body,
that was soon
corrupted by sin
and hatred for
your own kind,
hatred for
human beings
just like you,
society taught
you to hate
anyone different
than yourself
anyone who
may look different
or smell different
or even live different,
society robbed you
of your freedom
to choose who
you loved and
who you trusted,
society robbed you
from getting to know
the people who
may have been
exactly what
you needed in
this cruel life.

i left this poem without a title, because i feel like the title takes away from the meaning of the poem. if i were to put a title it would put a label on it, and make you feel a certain way about it, therefore this poem will remain untitled.

#hatred #life #world #society #cruel #untitled