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Katelyn Dec 2013
yesterday i
opened my eyes
only to close them
because i was blinded
by harsh words
i needn't hear
at six in the morning

yesterday i
forced myself out
of bed and into
the shower and was
even scolded by
water that was
too hot to handle

yeserday

yesterday i
went to bed trying to
convince myself the
covers would
keep me safe
but i dreampt of
places i promised myself
i would
get over by the days end

today i
today i
today i woke up
forced myself
out of bed and
into the shower but
did not let
anything or anyone
scold me
about things i neednt hear
at six in the morning
Ivan Mihajlovic Oct 2018
Life is full of surprises, empty and filled, life,
He is like colorful music, but also as a sharp knife,
The shepherd keeps the sheep in the hill and plays the fife,
He admires the sun and dreams of his wife.

Life is a strong fight. Everyone has his own way,
Who will fit me in my way,
Today or tomorrow I will find a bay,
Life is just a quick game.

I know that I can and I can say, Yes, one day,
all of us, God puts on temptation,
But never to those for which we did not get up
. There is neither yeserday nor tomorrow,
There is only today, and today it is far from us,

We must make the first sway,
In life there is no replay,
We stand at the doorway,
and let's try to create our Happy day.


Life gives you destany,
do not forget who you are and your identity.
Some things are brevity,
We all born and die,
For that we know, that we are sure
they are not lies.

Life gives our eyes,
that we can make the difference between truth and lies.
It takes effort, something to devise,
Alone or with allies,
Sometimes you have to be with spies,
Act just and wisely, You will receive your prize,
And it's materieze.

Life is the sun that shines through the day,
the moon that flashes at night,
It will constantly intimidate you,
always afright, if you need a meteorite.



Be a knight,
a fighter and a tiger,
an insider, strong writer,
unique and mystic.

Life creates warriors,
There is always a heavy barrier,
You are sometimes a worrierr.

Everyone carries his own cross,
We all go once across,
We dream dreams of glass, how we emboss,
And we have wings like Albatross.

Life is full of obstacles,
a strange song, a long game,
Quick as a summer windy flame.
We have to have a aim,

Life created pain and faith,
and sweet fame,
But in the end,
everything is down to the same.
Anya Apr 2019
I’m looking for you
Where are you
I don’t know where to find you
Yesterday in my dream we kissed
Now I know that you exist

I wished upon a Star to show
me the way
But she was to busy today
I thought the Sun might know
where to go
But the Sun was to hot to talk
I asked the Darkness to let
me through
But the Darkness wasn’t
in the mood
I climbed on top of the Mountain
Searched the Fairytale Lands
Combed through the leaves of
the Jungle
Sieved the grains of the Sands

I searched everywhere

But yeserday in my dream we kissed
Now I know that You exist.
echo through a voice hidden glob sheds an emblem of a vacant yeserday
these wounds that bind have cured us far from home to soften its brigade
good day to the common wealth king lines the speaker gives heed to liquor
the smile across the face of the even flow across the world of shame take heed

a wheel in the sock for compromise hence rolls the dice together having feathers
cool whispers in regard to shallow leads often to the agree plant your seeds
today I sit by a window far reaching ordinance by which to patrol in covet likeness
the brave treads a luke warm heart the belly of the beast a stranger farts

clear a dart one to flame leave the basket of the oder to explain
as a wish pool of suffering debris leads to common host to please
a wishing well at the boarder of hell leading a good cause to bleed
heros mark the warm regards as you go take to lead

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