Gabriella

And even when she wasn’t there

as the life and soul who everyone loved,

She was, magpie-like

Always looking down on us

Gabriella, ‘strength’ in Hebrew

An Italian with broken English

And a broken sense of direction

She was, not pigeon-like, no formel

But she was as loyal as any she-wolf

Always looking out for us

I met her in Hackney, late Ni...

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I will write today

Not because of you

But in spite of you

Just so you know

You didn’t get your way

I will write about success 

Survival

And all the rest

I will share secrets

With the page

And together we will age

We shall meld into one

My page and I

So that when I die

There will be evidence

My truth

Will be my only defence

I did not...

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BUSKING IN CAMBRIDGE

I confess my open heart

is lying with her legs apart.

If she said she’s in love with me,

I wouldn’t go taking it personally.

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One evening in winter we walked in the snow

It seemed so romantic, but wouldn't you know,

The next day I found her confined to her bed,

With rheumatic fever and cold in the head.

A fortnight she lay on the threshold of death

Her body ablaze in the battle for breath,

And though she recovered for me it was worse

For once she was well she ran off with her nurse.

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In the darkness
I can see our stars.
A rose, for one.

You, for another.
Imagine the crowded sky at night.
You are not alone.

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They choose sides between morning and night,

They like the morning for the light it brings,

But they hate the night that inevitably arrives,

Carrying darkness from its resting place.

They are people who secretly fear happiness.

Their laughter slowly comes to a stop,

Right after they begin to realize,

That sadness quietly comes.

Between morning and night,

They d...

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Another year has come and gone,
Another candle brightly shone,
You have grown so much, it is clear to see,
A shining star you will always be!

From morning laughs to bedtime hugs,
Through silly jokes and playful tugs,
You light up my day in every way,
And bring more joy than words can say!

Your heart is kind, your spirit strong,
With you, the days don’t feel too long,
You dream big an...

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Rough leaves hold a vibrant cup

Bold petals catch the sun's noon kiss

A burst of orange in the green

A scent of spice upon the air.

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The wandering peacock in all its vivaciousness colour 

Its primary life is in vivacity 

We rise to bathe in nila blues 

the sea a healing indigo and salt to cleanse all spirits 

here I am - with oil from the argan tree and rosemary in glass bottles for the hair, 

with all its vitality and power it goes on and on 

Rosewater and rosehip to kiss the face and blush as beautiful as th...

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REFERENCE IN RHYME

By the Urban Poet

To whom it may concern

From this I hope you will learn

More about this candidate

Who up to now is never late

He always gets things done

Provided his team have won

He’s as honest as the day is new

and also makes a decent brew

This man has integrity in his bones

Never been known to whinge or moan

Nothing is ever too much t...

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Pale waves of mist twist, kiss & bless you
people as you patrol these walkways in the sky,
rain seeps through the holes
in my heart, so scared am I here alone.
Above, slippery streetlights shine,
Below, rats scurry into mind.
These are the concrete estates
of the heart...

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Oh woe is me, I can’t run any more, which amuses them at the club I ran for,
Blackpool AC, on the Lancashire coast.

It was renamed Seasiders Sizzlers, to appeal to that new breed,
the park runner – who got on my nerves, for, though you wouldn’t believe it now,
I really could run fast, so inwardly seethe when I hear them boast.

‘I’d be embarrassed to have been that slow,’ I gloat, and was ...

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I break up with you every night 

cheat with every image in mind 

I see you again; nothing’s happened 

freedom of this prison inspires 

door of the jail is open 

I come back; lock myself in 

just in time for breakfast 

and news about your kids 

you go somewhere else in mind 

I’ve never been there 

from what you describe I wouldn’t survive 

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I made your acquaintance last Autumn past 
You were just a seedling thing steadfast
Lost and alone with no real direction 
Needing a home and a little affection
What on earth was I to do with you
My mind was a blur and I was blue
Before winter ensued I planted you with hesitation 
Would the future ease my frustration
Time it seemed to stand resolutely still
As the seasons passed and took ...

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My soul will live on after I die,

Death is not the end hear me cry.

My soul will leave my body the moment I pass away,

And live on in another world,the beginning of a new day .

To proceed along this path of hope will be my ploy,

A state of supreme happiness,filled with joy .

Life is more than a bubble,death is not the end,

My soul free of pain and torment to hea...

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I think that the artist got it spot on.

This is man at his most basic:

Trapped in the eternal tunnel,

With no beginning, no end, no escape,

Vulnerable like never before.

The place is a shelter, of course,

But could easily be a slaughterhouse,

Fried in fat if the walls don’t hold.

Try to imagine the pitch dark.

Just how has humanity come to this?

Cowerin...

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If you find the world's against you,
And you feel all hope is lost,
And that there's no point in trying,
And know there's many lines you've crossed.

If your paths are all downhill,
And your passion has lost its spark,
And you find your tunnel is endless,
And your lights have become dark.

If you perceive that you've no future,
And your beliefs have been destroyed,
And your life's full...

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In Heaven, did you hear the Kopites roar?

Liverpool FC, are Champions once more!

We won it at a canter…it’s not even May.

So to Yew Tree Cemetery, I made my way.

A bunch of red flowers, I left at Dad’s stone.

With ease, we brought number 20 home.

‘Not an exciting Title race’ I’ve heard it said.

But that means nothing, to those in Red!

A glorious occasion under the Anfield s...

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Dear friends!

Read my poem in the comments.

Regards

Larisa

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they lie there-

brave, frail,

the same.

hands, cold,

pretend to hold.

no saviour.

only the knife.

the gasp.

(you think you feel?

you think you live?

steal.

join.

prize.)

priest waits,

blade bright,

arms wide.

rest now.

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Anticipation crowds and rushes into my throat

All hope of meeting the one

Somewhere between here and there

As I casually watch the lights flash and blaze

From the backs of terrace houses

Crowded one upon another

In the half- light before the darkness soaks up

All that was

Before the train finally stops and I enter into the

City of cabs cars and shuttered shops

Passi...

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I had Back Entry Beatrice in Barnsley

She said I had to pay her bus fare home

I gave the driver 30 pence in coppers

He kicked her off at Barnsley Metrodome.

I had the Granny Gobbler too in Grimethorpe

She's proud to offer pensioners relief

She told me that “I'll charge thee just a fiver

Or a tenner if tha wants me baart mi teeth”.

She's a Barnsley Honky Tonk Woman

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A mother's life

Good or bad

Creates a ripple

That forever impacts the sea.

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The North End

     My shoes do not fit this day,

just like yesterday and the day before,

   it is a shame as,

     football season has we young aspiring -

wanting to play Gemmel, or, Shilton.

     I need my shoes to last as,

the playground has broken glass

decorate the concrete in between

   the K9 exc...

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I woke up today:

Hip Hip Hooray!

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When the mind turns to worry,

shine light

to dissipate the darkness.

Worry creates tangles,

soft yellow light

tinged with blue

creates clear pathways

for growth and harmony.

Use your inner guidance

to beam the light

of faith and trust

on the object of your worry --

you will feel lighter,

the situation may well resolve

a bit better --

let go of worry,

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it’s hard to make a change

to take a different view of life,

change ways which are

second nature, expected and

have become your norm,

when others think you strange

perhaps in a crisis, even odd,

they like you as you are now

and are concerned for your

change of values, new direction

or the way you think,

so be patient, tread softly

the best changes go unnotic...

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She taught me how to be a criminal,

the kind you'd always like to see.

She taught me how to be a criminal,

and I took those skills, refined, with me. 

She taught me how to be a criminal,

and I saw how you don't get away. 

Yes, she taught me how to be that criminal. 

And life would never be the same (since that day). 

Yes I'm being real authentic, now. 

Yes I'm being hone...

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on the trapeze

we're birds trapped in the lashes of this perfect beast

weaving the gossamer filament

of infinite light in the great loop of time

we stab ourselves in the throat

to bleed the cherry waves of the Sun

compressing all our mortal dreams

into dying pulsars gushing streams of cosmic dust

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The water is Still and Sparkling

the AC is silent as dust,

tame media outlets remarking

which one of these suits can we trust?

The translators verbose and inventive

sit idly waiting on words,

a settlement holds no incentive

so enthused, they resolve to throw curbs.

Front lines are bloody and broken,

of talking, there's none to be heard...

you're dead or...

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There’s snooker on the TV here this week,

where everybody plays with coloured balls,

competing for this year’s World Championship,

with half a million quid for the first prize.

The players have been honing their technique

at home and in the private snooker halls,

and hoping that their form won’t take a dip

resulting in an early round demise.

They’ll want to take t...

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As soft ripples calmly reflect from the ageing, ever present sun, day time slowly fades, along with the hopes and fears of another day. As I watch the delicate balance of nature perform it's daily ritual, my mind begins to follow it's pattern of renewal. 

peace among the waving, green palms that greet the warm, orange sunset. Small, wooden boats delicately resting on the calm water. As I gaze, ...

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BIGOTS MADE LEGLESS

KNEECAPPED BY NOTHING BUT TRUTH

SPRINGTIME FOR FREEDOM

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You barely uttered “ I love you”  on your way out,

And I hardly call that a kiss, we only skimmed each other’s lips,

Whenever I upset you, does a piece of me in you break off until there’s nothing left? 

Did your words "I'll always be yours" lose its meaning over a spat? 
 

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I believed you to be a rose in a field of weeds, only to find that wasn't what you were that's what I wanted you be.

-By.Me.

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How special you are

To have laughter that infects

Bottomless: it goes on and on

How magic you are

To make every day an art

To make life come undone

To make the mundane fun

To perk up everyone

And spread a mood

Like waves until the whole scene

Becomes your sea

How special you are

To capture the heart

Of a wild beast that

Saw life as being free

To make th...

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When blood blends with grit

that's an end to it. 

Hope dies in the sand

while the fingers of dead hands

reach out to the blast of bombs

while another world looks on

weighing up expediency

decisions far greater yet no nobler

than mere life or death. 

These are easily measured by the mile

under the eyes and ears of drones - 

in the meantime

whi...

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If all the world's a stage, my dear

Contrived words in scripted scenes

Voice and thought directed, my dear

Exit stage left, and follow your dreams

The lady doth protest, my dear

Maybe an unworthy cause

There before you, your future, my dear

Dominate life, act without a pause

If music be your food, my dear

Allow lovers' tunes to play

Object to pizzicato, my d...

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What is it all about running around hoping things will all work out 

Is it too early to leave a note 

You see am tried the furniture scared me the present very much the same 

And for the past well its to early for that 

Does heaven hold a place for me or is this the last stop for a boy cried the blues 

Time will tell 

But when the time comes 

Tell her not to spare a tear for m...

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The Waterway

I am in the water

Just one drop

Yet a vital piece

of the world’s oceans

And when it’s my time

To return 

I will move with the wave

Back into the blue

To become the rain

The snow

The place

where ancient whales roam

And microscopic life feeds

All the creatures great and small

I will move back through the people

I love as cold relief on a h...

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You don't have to understand,

that's what they said.

Just believe, have faith,

don't doubt the things

that God has planned. 

                                        that's what they said.

You are blessed,

faith is a gift

given to a a chosen few,

it's up to you

to make the best of it.

                                        That's what they said.

Humil...

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#WorldCurlewDay2025

I am not your enemy dear messenger,

but still your intent feels murderous.

And though your reckless,

adrenaline fuelled passes and dopplered cries

have sent these old instincts into full flight mode,

my head disappearing into my shoulders,

my sixty-year-old body separated from my bicycle

to lie expediently on this damp grassy bank,

I...

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Sixteen years pass so quick

It seems like only yesterday

I said hello then goodbye

To my loving stillborn Grandson.

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Dispensed

I am set out

Coalesced of moving parts

Both torrent and trickle will serve

Contained

I am caught up

Cicadian chirrups are deafening

From inside and without, the promise is unbearable

Consumed

I am taken within

Decent manoeuvres belying ambrosia

Resolved by the passing, I have enjoyed myself.

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There's a timid bloom

Bursting now through the concrete--

--A tiny triumph...

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They nailed him to a fxxxing  cross

To fxxxing die in pain and blood

Starved and thirsty dirt and piss

So we can live a life of bliss

For the peace of man 

To stop the wars 

The message is 

Love they neighbour 

Respect for life 

To stop all strife 

2000 years down line 

We still commit the fxxxing crime 

Incapable of love 

The devil wins 

He Laps up greedi...

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Poem 174 of 230:  TYNE-VALLEY CIRCLES - AUTUMN 2001

The ringed homing of pigeon;

    The telescopic gasworks,

Which alter the horizon;

    There’s what could be, for some, perks -

Chopper-journeys as sight-sources,

    And advanced driving courses;

Plus, on our flats’ thermals,

    The circling flights of seagulls.

(C) David Franks 2003 - https://walkaboutsvers...

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"What do you consider to be, for you personally a very important word?"

The psychoanalyst looked at her client, she repeated the question thinking taht 

perhaps he had not heard

But the young man in the wheelchair looked straight at her without blinking

He held her gaze for a second, then "an" and again mpre emphatically "AN"

"Anne?" She echoed with a somewhat bemused smile

She w...

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To whom does he belong, this strangler fig? 

I have not invited him, no not i.

Well I am appalled at his tendrils and vice grip,

And that gleam he has in his eye.

To whom does he belong, this strangler fig?

You would not welcome him, no not you.

Well you not once ever knew of his arrival,

If so, you would have seen right through.

What good is this strangler fig?

He’...

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I belong to empty pages and unwritten stories

I belong on the top shelf you haven’t visited in months

I belong under the bed, collecting dust

I belong to no one

I belong to ignorance when I won’t accept the truth

I belong to madness when I hear your name

I belong to silence when I’ve had enough

I belong to no one

I belong to affection like a rare birthday hug

I...

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Miles between, yet souls align,
He’s the moon, and still he’s mine.

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(with acknowledgements to Cubby Broccoli)

We’ve a new allotment holder

Just retired from MI6

Wears a Beretta on his shoulder

Calls our lady members “chicks”

Drives a silver coloured DB5

He won’t get much in that

When he has to transport compost

From his Docklands penthouse flat

He takes his Martini shaken,

In his shed he keeps a score

Of days spent with psych...

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I had the best dream

Where I was out to my dad

And we were

Laughing at responses

That my teachers had

One teacher said that 

My egg was cracked

And that’s true

But it has been 

Since I met him

Although those two things

Have no correlation

I mean when I had him 

it was online school

he never made do anything 

Because he was cool

So I spent m...

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Marseille

“Absurdity is purity my loves” said the wise Monsieur Sinclair to his pupils. “Yet the creativity in the nuances is but a ripple upon the fabric of time.” They all applauded having no idea what the hell he means. But they love it anyway. Cerebral confusion to make one think. Is there meaning in this, is there meaning in anything at all?

 Young Pierre Dellatonte sauntered home that ...

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Beautiful to be fallen in a love with you my beloved

A union two twin flames

theirs
one old soul’s
shared nostalgia

about
our actions, how we react
an intertwined mind
quale, in the way we act
an ordeal with life
born into circumstance

chaotic
the conundrum
all of the elements and alignments required
the complexity of an immaculate conception
the manifestation of a woman and...

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america belong to america
america belong to a city nation
america belong to the streets of america
america belong to the streets of a city nation
the streets of america is the streets of a city nation
the streets is the violence of america
the streets is the violence of a city nation

a city nation is a country nation
a city nation is a glory city nation
violence is a glory violence
vio...

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​​​​​ñ Pa se liefde vir sy seun

Droewige verdriet

dit is al wat ek voel

Was alles verniet?

is die vraag wat oor my spoel

My kind jy is my als

jy moet dit weet

Al leer ander jou vals

ek sal jou nooit vergeet

Ek sal jou beskerm

tot einde van dae

Die ander kan maar kerm

in my arms sal ek jou dra

Dit wat jy deurgaan

is nie jou las om te dra

D...

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On Mondays, “Magician”
feels like the answer
On Tuesdays, Maybe a teacher?

Wednesdays, I think of willy wonka—
in my mind, a chocolate factory I see
and decide “He’s the one I want to be”

3 days of dreaming weren’t enough so,
Travellers intrigue me on Thursdays,
and Firefighter is an idea of Fridays

But at the end of the day, its tiring
being indecisive, and living off steam
But I...

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When people are selling
Political schemes,
The top line will tell you
The truth of their dreams:

If someone's first sentence
Is “most folk are fools,”
They're fixing to force them
To follow their rules;

If “riches from rags”
Is the first thing they say,
Their policy's planned
To make poverty stay;

And when “right of trade”
Is the first right you're told,
They're seeking a syste...

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How beautiful is it to feel 
The moment before a touch,
The nervousness before a kiss,
The initiated small talks 
That were of a big deal;
An achievement that’d
Be written in the books,
In the form of poems 
That’d just begin to multiply 
And beautifully compile.

The one who believed was unlucky
And incapable to be loved,
Comes across the greatest form of love
For the very first tim...

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Nobbut a beck to begin with.

The Esk escorted by daffodils

beside both banks, and a train

that escaped Beeching’s

scattergun. Skirts

the moorland’s northern edge,

past lambs and fields

festooned with pheasants.

Scurries over boulders,

relaxes and widens

as we approach the sea,

is celebrated by a magnificent,

redundant viaduct,

a memorial to the line

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by Tommy Carroll

Thursday 18th April 2013 11:10 am

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World’s End

She allowed me to melt into her arms,

A blessing gratefully accepted.

I kissed her burnished caramel skin,

Caressed before me by an attentive sun,

Discovering petals in full bloom,

Where a light dew glistened.

My lips consumed the salty-sweet mix,

In glorious intoxication.

My shyness now displaced,

A new boldness burgeoned.

Encouraged by her w...

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A stupefied, fuzzy silence in the garden

deployed carrier bags, even grimness dreams

Endure the pain and something may betide

A hidden gem that we may never see.

He was in love with his own reflection

Till he had a face of purple cheese.

A quiet rage of a youth misspent

Where small children play complicated games

He was in love with somebody else’s

...

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This website draws a picture
It really don't take long
Here’s my ten seconds’ labour
For you to gaze upon 

Who needs pen and paper
When all you do is type a prompt
No human being needed
Tell the robot what you want

It was clever, it was funny
It was quick and it was free
Upload your own image here
Wow friends and family

They shared it and they shared it
Like there was nothing wr...

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When our paths crossed, we found love.

Wish I knew then what would come.

Sunrise, sunset, not enough.

You cried, then you left, so undone.

You had my love, and it was evident.

How quickly we turned into the elephant.

But then again, Evelyn, you taught me how everything works out, in the end of it. 

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What is the world we live in? well where do I start 
Start with the feelings that come from deep in my heart 

For some there are reasons facing each day is tough
For some there’s too much for others never enough  

For some live a life filled with love, hope, joy and dreams 
For some there’s only grief, stress, strain and fear it seems

The world we live in has to be shared by us all 
W...

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It made me sad when I saw him there.

Beaten and bruised as he carried it. 

No one helped him.

No one cared. 

He hadn’t hurt anyone, yet they hated him.

He hadn’t stolen anything, yet they despised him.

All of this made no sense to me.

Why was a man who was faultless being punished?

Why was a man who healed and renewed life to people g...

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Inside me, something is starting to wake,

It moves with such purpose the world it did shake.  

A truth I hold dearly, no two men could take,  

Defying all reason, these choices I make.  

My emotions could fill up most of this room,

Whether frowning or smiling, most might presume,

I'm drowning in sorrow while singing in tune,  

My end a beginning that started too soon.  

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Bury me in the sand

Of my favorite beach

Let the ocean breeze

Carry me to a place

Where I feel at peace

I don't know

The exact point

Where things went South

But it was not my intention

To hurt you

I love you

I wish you could see that

One day

We will meet again

And we will be happy

And there will be no end

My dad asked me

To come hom...

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Every saturday they gather

the hussle and bussle ever louder

To run round a park of green

To beat the crowd mobscene

Far away the others dwell

Away from the merry hell

By a lake, tranluscent and cool

A life giving, nurturing pool

Peace and calm linger in silence

No pressure, adrenaline or pretence

Snatching moments when they come

Perhaps a boring 'snoozef...

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I lost my dad a thousand times before he was laid to rest.
A tiny portion left every time he fell asleep in the conversation-
every time I watched him struggle to stand.
Every moment in Pain.

I lost my father long before he died.
I'm grateful for the day when fate comes to take him home-
to relinquish the grasp on the others around whose only duty has become to
tend to him.

Not selfish...

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I miss you everyday

But today I missed you hard.

I had gone and done something 

That I don't normally do

And I could imagine you so clearly...

You would have given me a big hug 

And eagerly asked, "So, how was it?"

I would have shared all the details

And over dinner we would analyze each one

And I would second guess myself

And you would reassure me that I did great

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What Matters More at the Workplace: Pay or Peace of Mind?

In today’s modern world , when people are obsessed with earning more and more

Their peace of mind is steadily degrading day by day

They are becoming sick due to mental health despite professional and financial growth in their life

As their peace of mind has vanished, replaced by stress anxiety and restlessness

They are becomi...

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i want to work on myself

what kind of work do i need?

am i a car stranded in the middle of nowhere,

waiting until the mechanic comes, only to pass me by

am i an equation, frows burrowed in deep thought

an excuse for the mathematician to silently slip away

am i a philosophical question, everyone has a different opinion

that they will rarely ever voice, for when they do it echoe...

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I always asked myself how I’d die—
maybe they want it tragic.
I’ve always been the selfish one,
'cause I only think of life
without the secrets in my mind.

I saw it in the sky,
crying in front of the stone,
but I forgot my voice
after the truth was told.
Their wicked minds are full of lies—
they’ll always be
the scammers in your life.
Would you run, or die?

Writings of hate,
...

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Oh yes, the knife I asked for

     sliced down my face

                                        till I bleed into my eyes

                                                                             cloudy & hazed with read

I crumple

               your arrogance mean spirited

                     and dark

You stab out, blindly, in darkness of denial

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The Me After You
A fragile heart, still beating strong,
A soul that's shattered, yet still sings its song.
I thought I'd be stronger, but I'm not,
My soul crumbles at the sight of you.

I'm still in love with the fragments of you,
The moments we shared, the hopes we once pursued.
My love is a flame that flickers with every thought,
A bittersweet reminder of what could never be brought.

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A temple once ruined by your sacrilegious dirt, is now renewed. Replenished. Free.

Each pane shattered by what I blindly believed as love, is replaced by those you’ll never see.

3 years I prayed for the agonising weight to dissipate, for your shadow to unlatch from my skin.

But ghosts do not fade on whispered wishes —

they rot in the marrow, nestle within.

Each morning I carved out ...

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 I was stood outside with my grandfather and mum, specifically to see the comet,

I was the first to spot it.

This comet takes 437 years to circle the solar system. I will never see this comet again in my lifetime. 

I will never forget that moment,

not until the day I die.

Standing, barefoot in the mud and staring up

into the night sky for so long I could see the different

stro...

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There's two sides to this scenario 

If you are living your life in stereo

The abundant beauty fades to grey

Lord knows we've seen better days 

Lived yet loved long

Was not so easily forgotten 

It's crest still resides in our hearts

As pure as the light of our conception 

Brothers and sisters lived free

Not of the land

Not of our obligations 

But of the heart

Som...

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Now, I am left with myself.
Not in the way I once hoped,
But in a way that feels cold, detached.
I whisper words of self love,
Yet they feel hollow, like rehearsed lines in a play
Where no one is watching.

I try to believe that I am whole,
That I am enough
But the shadows of my past selves linger,
The ones I sacrificed for love
That was never meant to last.
Now, love is not something ...

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I don't know where it comes from
This pain I carry in my chest
It’s a weight I don't understand
But I keep going, as if the burden were my truth
There’s something inside me
A desire that gets lost in the shadows
But I insist, I insist
Because, maybe, there’s no other way to be
I looked into the abyss
And the abyss didn’t look back at me
Only the silence echoing within
And I, trying to b...

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My personal project for #NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) is a tiny little project "resonant whispers" where I will write, short intimate pieces, reflections you could say, capturing the quiet moments and lingering feelings that shape our lives. Ghosts, personal experiences, raw emotions and the subtle beauty of the everyday.

For all of these poems, I will be stripping down my poetry t...

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That blind Mare

left alone by the herd as usual

shakes her head to gain short respite

from the eye blinkerings of Horseflies

soon to return

head lowered she snuffles about trying to find

a dewy grass stem to coil her tongue around

she cautiously saunters in my direction

stopping a few feet away from where I am

is she able to sense my pitying presence I wonder?

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I awoke, on the beach
at Durdle Door
Pebbles jabbing their bony fingers
into the knuckles of my spine
Tear tracks make maps of cheeks
a brew of salt and sand
that cannot easily be brushed away

The alarm call of gulls above
they want my chips
But it’s 4am
and these hands are empty
with swollen palms
and throbbing skull
I have nothing to offer
them… or anyone

The busy sea endlessl...

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