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Nidhi Jaiswal Aug 2020
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And moon gaze me like my hero father
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Just an art to write my Felling in such way..i'm glad after writing it i feel so much amazed.You also feel like the same...
But parents are like tree which give shade us..
Thanks for reading.
EmperorOfMine Jul 2020
Into the f o r e s t, I shall go

To lose my m i n d and find my soul

A pattern for patter, rain k i s s e s the ground

A m u s i c a l around me of nature's sound

The d e e p e r I'm in, the more I shall find

A party of c o l o r s of all of the kind

A w o r l d without end, my mind I will send

Into the forest, where my s o u l has been
Kairosclere Jun 2020
I could fit all my worldย 
Inside my hands
Yet have
Nothing over
My control.
David Southbay Jun 2020
What wonderful feelings I have...

Happiness, Excitement, Sincerity...

This is you and me together...



D/
I see oceans in your blue eyes
And I taste the world in your sweet mouth.
You show me the world from our couch,
As weโ€™re flying through the skies.


I see sparkle in your blue eyes
And I taste love in your sweet mouth.
You show me thereโ€™s no way we could go south,
As weโ€™re feeling the butterflies.

Thereโ€™s happiness in your blue eyes
And I feel our never ending love
As weโ€™re soaring through the skies.

With the shining moon above
Thereโ€™s is nothing I could think of
As wonderful as our ever lasting love.
Reading some old poems of mine and rewriting them. I hope someone can relate to this <3
Agatha Prideaux Apr 2020
You and I; we are both formidable
But then, like the thin line between its two definitions
We both live in each other's opposition

You.
You always had this graceโ€”this delicateness and feebleness
That kind that would make anyone protect you with their lives
Not to mention the talent you were blessed at birth
The way notes would dance in accord with your fingersโ€”how formidable

I.
My sight would always give people chills down their spines
That kind that would make you either fight or flight
With the cold demeanor I was cursed upon birth
Like how I would twist the words from my mouth.

You.
You were everything the world wantedโ€”only more, nothing less
Can you see how their eyes would spark upon your descant?
You were a living, walking goddess upon mortals
And you were the kind of formidable one would stare in awe.

I.
I was nothing the world wantedโ€”nothing more, only less
In how I would see the hatred in their lids at the mention of my name
I was the epitome of Lucifer incarnate, disrupting serendipity
And I was the kind of formidable everyone would want to be gone.

Us.
Yes, we are both formidable
You elegantly, I grotesquely
And the thought of us, meeting even just once
Will only be this pitiful mind's apparition.
Day 14 of #NaPoWriMo 2020. I just had this prompt based on Stromae's song "Formidable" and then started writing this, then finished in 10 minutes. I don't often write free verse, but here it is! I know, this is far from what I would usually write, but this was really a spontaneous one!
Ken Pepiton Apr 2020
Baiting master critics, come ******* pi tyed to Beanie Baby auctions
from 1995... old bb cred be called anarchisic auto did act-ism did do done

get out the way boomer budsomine, we done.
Give the kids the bombs.

Serious or humorous, or amourous, or mysterious

thrillers, puzzlers, riddlers
hero saviour feminine wiles, Jael's nail, at one point

intime intimate clang rang human-ity's little brain,

at a granular level barely perceptible to a naked child,

much less to one circumscribing rules or orderly grammer
hammar
pre
positioned arrangements of raw material, each quest has filled this horde.

lines of lines in OneNote format,
replicate
to plain text even toned audio to be pleasant when spoken

at ease, you asked me if I knew a reason for war, any more,

and I said no
you know,
by now, I took part in several sorts of wars, two ... three, with guns
and knives,

lives... we live a life in the mind of every person who believes we
know one another,

all the me we see in those we think know us not,
these are living words a-ranged on a plan plain sans dis
couraging words. hear hi you silver and say

how stupid was that, but it worked,
better than minecraft, fewer rules, in my realm

my best black friend worshipped Silver Surfer, I just remebered...

as good as any on tv, and virtually indistinguishexistting wish able

from a Hogwarts dorm, or post first Wuwuchin discussion among the
old men in front of the new men, who stood tall

ready to take the old mans burden,
he say
hey ya'll heh yall, peace beyon' ye now,

see some how say I see how I see how I see how

Hia watha had song for ever's single season

after we are born we live and learn and die, or
after we are born we live and are informed to be a we

we imagine,
as we age, when comes a time we say, war is stupid, and you all
knowit knowit knowit gnostic snot 'snot 'snots

dripping through the NAND NAND NAND gates mr. feynman
wasn't joking, yo

Cal local, hitchin' highway one, for fun, nothin' to do but wonder if

the future is worth waithing material being a waiting thing

or a wu wei thang, watch thise, one blow, hammer time

see. In a word a thousand stories, in a picture a mere thousand words.
Who can hold the wind in his fist, i wonder why I love that line so much..
Elijah Aaron Apr 2020
The nerves she gives me
The heart rate she causes
Makes me weak in the knees
And turns in my stomach

She is wonderful
She is beautiful
She is kind
She is everything
She is mine
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