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 2933° 
Peter Gerstenmaier
They say time heal all wounds
And though that may be true
For the majority of scenarios
It’s not an irrefutable fact

For our childhood scratches
May be a fleeting kind of pain
Yet there are some scars that life
Engraves deep within our soul

Like a bullet whose trajectory
Missed my heart by a few inches
But hit a far more damaging target
My very last bit of innocence

Now, when I look into the mirror
Every broken bone lost its meaning
And the echoes of who I once was
Are all that remains to be seen
This is a poem my friend Mariya wanted to have written, but couldn't do it 'cause she's too busy saving the world.
 1853° 
Zeno
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I don't know what I was looking for,
in the honey draped lights flashing
in my eyes
And the sound of music
that keeps on playing and playing

And the wind that laps over my face
as the world turns,
Like horses running on axis,
weaving through the lines of shadow
and fireworks
And in their trail, I found
stardust that shimmers and shimmers

I found it confusing sometimes
In the endless mirrors and lights
that spirals in my mind
Like vines coiled around poles
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And the looming sweetness that lingers,
like pink foam swirling in my mouth

I smiled towards the dying sunset,
thinking it would last forever
I try not to close my eyes
and not be blinded
by the world slowly slipping
away

Before the music dies
Before the yellow stars burn out
You might not hear my voice
or even remember my name
But I just want you to know that

I was here

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 681° 
Maria
I want to wander over the pavements,
The dawn bridges, the morning streets,
Where gentle wind caresses my hair.
I follow my happiness. I’m pure and sweet.

We’d walk together with weeks and years,
And time would go on unhurriedly long.
And I’d live my life, so cloudless, beauty,
Without any fear of love. I’d be strong.

I wouldn’t fear of stupid minds.
I wouldn’t hold unthinking people.
I wouldn’t be shy of one funny way –
To smile at passersby with a glance a little.

To love them all without purpose,
To see the world with wide open soul,
And love you whole without edges,
And wear your worn shirt. Not care that droll.
 517° 
Agnes de Lods
The meaning of creative breath.
No one sees them,
they're the source of oxygen.
They nourish with thoughts,
symbols, and visions.
Don't ignore it.
What flows through us
is beyond us, and next to us.
 471° 
Akriti
If I  say, " I love you",
will you give me your heart?
I cannot bring you ,
the Sun, the  Moon and the Stars.
I have no superpowers .
I am only a human being,
madly in love with you.
Will you be my companion for life
If I  promise to always stand by you,
no matter what?
Will you love me as I do,
till death do us part ?
 456° 
Peter Gerstenmaier
I have loved you
From the moment our eyes
Met across the crowded street
On that scorching summer day

And though summer
Soon came to a bitter end
I have loved you through
Every season ever since

And I guess I always will
 352° 
Abbott J Hardison
There's something bout this place,
America, rolling plains and jagged peaks,
Skies of stars drifting in my gaze.

Europe has history,
But we have soul,
No where's better for me,
Than America's portion of the seas.

Whether or not we're falling apart,
This landscape is beyond mere art,
After all, we all came here to make dreams,
Not for the perfect life,
But one we'll remember when it ends.
Home
 279° 
Jhay
To my gaze
Your shadow in the moonlit night
Always seemed boundless.

In endless rain,
Your bleeding heart rusts.

Under the sun,
My eyes are blind to evil.

A love that yearns for shelter,
vision craving foresight.

Seeking solace we fall apart.
 275° 
Storm Chaser
If I could be,
I wouldn't be.
A bee you accept,
as the breaks you step
I'll be the guzzling pop-eye?
sailor doomed to wooden plank
The decomposed months that we sank.
 232° 
stefan badham
A wasted life
Whichever way you look
Missed chances
And the time it took
To realise
The sand was running out
Before my very eyes
 197° 
Christopher
they are windows into a soul,
many a time it has been adaged—
through the variety of moments,
transversing the fabric of space,
as they witness evolution’s progression,
impressing upon the hippocampus;
creating memories delving deep,
deeper, further—an obsession with distance,
to hide in one’s essence,
life’s temperamental escalations,
as a soul searches for meaning,
revealing mined, elusive absolute truth.
a little excerpt from “muted”.
 182° 
Kat J K
I loved you more.

Then I loved myself.

I sat there and forgave.

All your flaws

All your anger

All your secrets

But it seemed like you could never love me.

I tried and tried.

I huffed and I puffed.

But it was like a wall I couldn't entirely blow down.

It was like you went out of your way.

To try to get me out of your life.

I gave you more than you deserved.

I just wanted you to love me.

-Kat. J. K.
A poem about how love can be blinding
 165° 
Mike Hauser
i find it a sickness
as well as a curse
this ranting in rhyme
complaining in verse
that spills from my mind
for better or worse
takes up my time
will i ever learn
how to shut it off
this beating on brain
stuck on repeat
lost in the refrain
never that deep
still questions remain
hey, don't look at me
the world is to blame
This is not kissing, this is
Painting memories on skins
Burning desires on your lips
It’s writing, it’s dancing, it’s fighting
It’s exciting and it’s frightening
It’s us in union
It’s love in unison
It’s not kissing, that’s missing
The point, It’s
More.

_M.
Inspired by an instagram quote/short poem that I lost immediately after. Thanks for bumping into me, quote.
 155° 
MetaVerse
There once was from Irishman Land
A fiddler who played in a band:
     Hey ******-******,
     He played a mean fiddle
With hair in the palm of each hand.
slip into
a dewdrop 〜

take a swim
in grass blade
reflections
 147° 
Jim
No Clouds, no Moon
I must be lost.
The yellow sky
Is running scared.
 120° 
Peter Gerstenmaier
The weeds in our garden
Grew as fast as the pile
Of your unreplied letters
Such a sad race to behold...
REPOST. Written in sep/24.
 117° 
Archer
Don’t ask me
Because I don’t know
Which way the tree leans
When the wind blows
 108° 
Gant Haverstick
snow falls on the hill
crackling wood in the hearth
flicker on your cheek
Gant Haverstick 2025
 103° 
K J McCarthy
A dream without effort is just wishful thinking. Sure, the first step starts in the mind, but action is the true driving force in manifesting your desired reality. The devotion to staying consistent doesn't come easy, your determination will be tested every step of the way. What you draw from your failures will depict either your rise or your fall. Adversity is all apart of the path. Appreciation for the beauty of the destination is realized in the ugliest parts of the journey. Learn to embrace the harshness of the trek the same way you revel in the glory of the summit.
 100° 
Avici
Countless people around me
Yet I feel so lonely
For their voices don't reach my heart
And still somehow, I’m the smiling dart
We strive to manage, what we can control
And control
what we manage
 87° 
AndresAjala
"Each poem is a piece of manifestation writing."
 76° 
deepthi
To know the sea
Is to yield to its pull—
To ride the current
Without resistance,
Letting it carry you forward.

For sometimes,
Surrendering the fight
Is the only way
To stay afloat.
 74° 
ms hitt
I am a human being
with a life and purpose
I shalln't be as fragile
as a vase

why should I be
forced to make this dream
come to a stop

I cleaned up, found god
so please let me stay
another day, another week
another decade
in this dream
Soylent green
 73° 
Enoch
The star was shining,
the star was blinking,
the star was weeping,
Can you even see it?

Across the universe,
hiding behind the sun,
stay beside the moon,
but there was so few.

The star was hanging,
the star was staying,
the star still weeps,
do even know it?

There was a lot,
friends was what they called,
forgotten since you grown,
There they still weep their thoughts.

The star was sorrow,
the star was memory,
the star was weeping,
Would they ever stopped?
I’m falling in love with a colorful change
I was frozen in time
I was stuck in my old ways

Your words of wisdom
Turned me unfrozen
New days are coming

I’m falling in love with a colorful change
I’m falling in love with a colorful change
I was frozen in time
You changed my way

My love for you
Your love for me
You turned me unfrozen

It’s time for a colorful change
It’s time for a colorful change
It’s time for a colorful change
It’s time for a colorful change

I was frozen in time
You  helped me through
I’m falling in love
I’m falling in love

It’s time for a colorful change
It’s time for a colorful change
It’s time for a colorful change
It’s time for a colorful change

I was frozen in time
I was stuck in my old ways
It’s a new day
Time for a colorful change,
 71° 
Aoang
Your soul touched mine,
So I was born with your love,
Blooming on my face.

It drew intricate patterns down my arms,
full of crevices,
filled with your unspoken love.

It rippled across my torso,
In gaping blossoms,
Fruit of your gentle yearning.

It winds down to my ankles,
Caressing each step,
Holding me close to your heart.
An angel's kiss
 69° 
ymmiJ
their is no freedom
just illusions in the mind
which they now control
 69° 
Ami Mathur
What does the poetess say?

She recites about the world and its affairs,
Like a tragic yet lovely éclair.
She stood up with a voice to curtail the noise.
She spoke of the revelation of the unsaid and what lies wrapped,
To tell the world about its gaps.
To infuse the world with words of sense,
Whimsical treasures, and stories of might.
She stood upon a podium with a book and a pen,
Like a knight, declaring her might.
Like a knight, declaring her heart and its insight.
 68° 
1ocz
I met you like a river meets the ocean,

You lit my world like the sun lights the earth.

I loved you like a bee loves flowers,

I longed for you like a penguin dreams to fly.
But some dreams are never meant to be,

Like the moon reaching for the sun.

Yet still, you remain—

Forever in my heart.
 64° 
The uniVerse
I fell into love
your arms my love
I tripped and you caught me
it was worth the journey
now watch me rise
my heart raised high
a helium balloon
my string you held
then let me go so soon
now I keep rising
caught in a cross wind
I think I will join you
amongst the stars
my balloon heart.
Love is what you feel
When a person you treasure
And of losing, you fear
Is not closeby.
You keep it out of mind
But it's there
No matter how hard you try
The small things
You took for granted
Have left
Now you’re on the brink of a tear
It could be a glance
That your heart yearns for
Or a gentle voice
That your mind want to hear
A sight, a taste, a touch,
And when its gone
You miss it so much
It's not like you can't control it
Or it cant control you
It's a question
Which asks
If that person
Loves you too
I can count the
Freckles on your face
While your fingers can
Follow the pattern of the
Slashes on my back
I'm afraid you may take a while, though...
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