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Emery Feine Sep 24
Years of being ignored, seen as a no one
As I watch you and your friends always have fun

Why must you get all the spotlight?
Why must I still give more, even with all my might?

Constant yelling is all I’ve heard
Being seen with me in public is absurd

I’m always discarded, just an outcast
Now, all those times will be my last

She saw me as human, didn’t ignore me
Now, how long till you also see?

I want to share that spotlight with you
If only you allow me to

I also deserve the friends you’ve bonded with
I won’t make this just a myth

Does this mean I’m a bad person?
Does this mean my jealousy has worsened?

Now you and your band begin to sing
But I’ll no longer be watching from the wing
this is my 16th poem, created on 7/2/23
I am only Human,
Yes, things can go wrong,
Yes, I do get frustrated, but
I try to be strong.
When things don't go right,
Yes, I do get really mad,
It makes me feel really sad,
It makes me feel
irritated, aggravated
The situation can be bad.
But that's Okay because
We have all been there,
When you gave it your All and
now you just don't care.
If it doesn't work out,
there's always a solution
To figure it out and
bring it to a Resolution
When you've tried
everything and you just
don't understand if it doesn't
work out
just remember:

I AM ONLY HUMAN


B.R.
Date: 9/22/2024
morningdew Sep 21
If I could be fire,
I would be the kind
That burns itself

If I could be water,
I would be the kind
That drowns itself

If I could be light,
I would be the kind
That blinds itself

Alas! I'm only human
But I'm the kind
That tries to find
Good in every step
The Ozone erupts Hotforms
That zapped a lively man his strength
Gives live to dying plant.
George Krokos Sep 20
From yesterday and today rises the hope for tomorrow
by which that day may bring an end to human sorrow.
But though this will seem to some now a very long way off
true faith is known to work wonders so we shouldn’t scoff.
_____
From 'The Quatrains' ongoing writings since the early 90's
Ayesha Zaki Sep 17
The inept waves of loneliness felt
are but a sign we are human;

Weaving shattered pieces of misery together
in hopes of being perceived
as complete again;

Apprehension clouding the mortal ideas
we call emotions.
we're all alone at some point, are we not?
Ayesha Zaki Sep 15
Mankind is a mosaic
of everything they have done in their existence;
insignificant if the pieces cease
to fit against each other,
all intertwined into one melancholic,
woe-filled work of art.
That would be a very messy art piece.
emelie Sep 12
each day that passes through
another piece of truth goes loose
i'm who i want to be
but it's never easy to be so free
neth jones Sep 10
i stepped out woven  buttoned  and bully capped
out here i'm been wuthered at   frayed like unreliable memory
       remitted the wrongdoing of being inhuman human and cussed
mattered at with an action  of feral direlessness
an hour spent  in autumnal nature
roughhoused and chilled  in a familial way
                               welcomes a vibe of maddened liaison
Kenedie Sep 4
A rose is chosen,
In a vast flower field,
It had been waiting patiently,
For a love that was real.
A human picked up the rose,
In that field full of many,
And so the two went,
To live their lives happily.
The rose offered its sweet scent,
And the human its company,
They traveled far and wide,
From the country to the sea.
The rose had small thorns growing,
But it wouldn’t be an issue,
The human never complained,
Their love still pursued.
Yet the thorns kept growing,
And the ****** got larger,
Then the rose saw the blood,
Flow from the human like water.
You must set me down,
Our journey is over,
Nonsense, replied the human,
I can still last longer.
You are hiding the pain,
But your eyes do not lie,
I can see your suffering,
I know you want to cry.
We had a great journey,
We both learned new things,
But now the sweet day is over,
The bird no longer sings.
It’s time to return me to the garden,
And there I’ll wait again,
For someone to hold,
One of which I can’t hurt their hands.
No, cried the human,
I won’t let you go,
I love you and you love me,
I won’t give in to my sorrow.
Their grip around the rose tightened,
Their stem started to snap,
Don’t you get it human,
I can no longer love you back!
The human loosened their grip,
As a tear fell down their face,
Then they began walking back to the garden,
But not with much haste.
They set down the rose,
Right where it belonged,
There will be another flower,
Loving each other wasn’t wrong.
I know there are others,
But you’re the one I chose,
I didn’t want daisies or lilies,
I wanted the rose.
I had to set you down,
You hurt I and I hurt you,
But the time we spent together,
Those are memories I mustn’t lose.
So goodbye my dear rose,
I’ll never forget you,
I won’t return to the garden,
For I may not find love that was true.
Take care of yourself human,
Don’t continue to cry,
Just keep your head up,
Look towards the warm blue skies.
Your journey is not over,
Your love is not lost,
You can go stronger than ever,
Don’t let your heart begin to frost.
This isn’t a “farewell”,
A “goodbye” or “adieu”,
This is a bittersweet wave,
Just a simple “see you”.
Are you a flower or fellow?
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