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My Blue Sky

Bulging bank accounts, classic art on the wall.
It doesn't impress me, it means nothing at all.
An expensive car in the garage just one of few.
Forever on long holidays where skies are blue.

It's not the life I want, honestly it's not for me.
No interest in sailing a private yacht on the sea.
A wallet bursting with plastic cards to the brim.
People forever dreaming of a record lottery win...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Angel | My Summer | Overly Sensitive World | The Mask | Jackie Paper | The Visitor |

Augst 2020 Collage Poem: A Beautiful Headache

a foxglove lives forever down roman way
watching videos been recorded on Zoom in confusion
Warm southerly poem in the latest style
she's running scared
in the video matrix, seven poems for seven times, 
lockdown in a woke world, as nights are sooner 
and the transient have the final word  
behold, spake the King - my streets 
made of marble my canal’s water turned to wine
a chicken nugget...

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Also by Stockport WoL:

August 2020 Collage Poem: Out of the Earth |

collage poemAugust 2020Beautiful Headache

Ring of bright water

 

Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

Days of stormy autumn come
Mother, child, brother, son;
Memories, like dust, infect my eyes,
Swirling, like a Turner sky,
Land, sky, water, ripple by.
Like water under wind,
I begin to sing
Mixing grays and blacks and whites and blues,
With guitar chords to pull us through.
Chiaroscuro skies, tussling these monochromes
Into a piebald heavens...

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Also by John E Marks:

Execution | Love song | Hedd Wyn | Skies turn grey, and later rosé | Tabula Rasa | The Hardest Day | Vortex | i.m. Vasily Zaystev | Rainbows of the night | April morning | Noises off | An August midnight | Way | Now we rise, and we are eveywhere | 3rd August, 2014 | Big Bill Broonzy | Elegy |

sailing

Your heart is in my hand

I have been holding it for too long

It is telling me to hold on one more time

For little long

Coming time, not sure 

It will mend the broken pieces 

To start a new story of love 

It's my expectation 

Not sure it will turn into reality 

But I will say it out loud 

I don't want it 

The broken pieces have formed a heart itself 

A heart of s...

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An Ocean of Time

An Ocean of Time

 

Memories reverberate across the ocean wave

you touch my heart on the crest of each nerve

I want to reach out but the mist of time says 'no'

yet for the sake of love I cannot let go

 

Time has not lessened my passion for you

despite all others my heart has remained true

I am blessed with good fortune yet sad

between us there was no room for anything ...

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Also by keith jeffries:

Alone in a Pandemic | I did not belong | I imagine.... | Exactly the Same - 1939 | Gangster Town | Another Glut of Dictators | Sozzled | A Portrait | Be Yourself | Catapulted | A Smoky Cafe | The haves and have nots | It draws near | Are we going to do this again? | The Stone Tower |

MY DREAM!

Sun will rise,

and I will get up at six,

one hour cycling,

to make my day fix.

I will cook for an hour,

and will get ready by nine,

will commute for an hour,

to reach my office line.

My office is in cultural centre,

so I will peep there in break,

will get inspired,

for my own happiness sake.

I will be back by seven,

then zumba for an hour,

will have dinner...

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Also by MANISHA SAINI:

TIME TO SAY GOODBYE! | HELPING HANDS | TAKE ME TO THE SKY! | THE BREATH, THAT COUNTS! | AUTUMN IS COMING! | IT'S OKAY TO BE A MEDIOCRE! | LIFE, A MAZE | DECODING ILLUSIONS! | WHERE IS MY LIFE? | ARE YOU THAT WORTHY? |

Saucers

I  commenced battle

and ended it swiftly

complicit in love's long game.

Rows of cups and saucers

and chipped face of cheese-board

dropped-heavy; the sink a salad bowl

of porcelain bones crunched

crazed; fuzz-hard green wires

absorbing like a forest roof.

 

I've hollowed out this morning

with a pen knife, stuck a wad

of shut-eye and shame

inside with the smell...

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Also by David Blake:

In Caves |

2020

Humour Don't Sell Papers

Humour Don't Sell Papers

 

I've just read today's paper

It's full of doom and gloom

Murders, killing, destruction, death

Children being groomed

 

Headlines blare out constantly

SEX FIEND IS EXPOSED

There's so much negativity

(The paper I have closed)

 

Why can't I read, enjoy myself?

With lots of humour, rife

Instead of being subjected to

This gutter si...

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Also by Don Matthews:

John Travolta Comes to Town | America Realises the Problem Can't be Solved by the Normal Means | Sylvain Dornon the Stilt-Walking Baker. Well I'll Be.... | I Want Election Results Now. Tonight |

builder

Every little thing
that could make you smile
should make you smile

Happiness
doesn´t arrive in one piece
it is built slowly
and carefully
out of tiny bricks
stacked up
until they finally
form a house
a home
for your heart
to live in

Every little smile
ads a brick

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Also by Liam Osaneo:

eyes |

Rocking And Rolling And Wringing Wet

We were ambling in leathers down Florida Mall

When the sky caved and showed us its power

Like lightning it dropped, pure cats and dogs

What hip street cats call a power shower

 

Rocking and rolling and wringing wet

All conventions shot out of the window

The beat of Nature kicked in from nowhere

Man, can you dig that wind blow!

 

A summer storm cools down the street

...

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Also by simon lucan:

At The Cannon's Mouth | Its Grand To Be Poor Again | Brimstone Heart | Exodus | Crusoe's Inflatable | Everest Rose | Ginger | Cleavage | Brownland | Waves Of Music | Bad Things Happen At Night | Going Nowhere Fast | Flowers In The Bath | Maputo | You Think Too Much | Chevaux de Freeze | Scrap Age | Saddlesore | Lukewarm Love | Black Ringlets | If Only It Would Rain Today | Rose | Crescendo | Pickled | Mud | Hamburg Tram | Safe | 24 Carat | Jock-Strapped | Warpaint |

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Underground (Part 7 to 12)

(VII)

Back from holiday
Your bag won’t stay on the rack
Wanting to go back. 

(VIII)

The wind pushes you
Down the platform like it 
Wants you off quickly.

(IX)

Exiting August
At your stop train
Overfull doesn’t stop.

(X)

Maybe see you later?
Her question calls out to him
Tepid in her guilt. 

(XI)

Complicated these are
The guard answers you smiling
Opening the ga...

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Also by Andy N:

Consequences Part 3 and 4 | Underground Part 1 to 6 | Consequences II | Disappearing in the midnight air across the meadows | Behind You |

A shock response

Steve was on the phone to his wife,

"I have just had the worst experience of my life,

Sonia has just taken me to health care,

She pushed me there in a wheel chair.

I was leaving work and was hit by a van,

The driver was drunk and away from the scene he ran.

The police pursued the driver but all was in vain,

I am in hospital waiting for a scan on my brain."

 

"I have thre...

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Also by hugh:

Hell's Bells !! | "White" said Fred | A good catch | A crop failure prayer | Diarrhoea | No more fishing trips for Jane | An urgent message | A new undertaking for Jenny | A misunderstanding at the chemist | A revealing x ray | "Mum,I don't want to go to school ! " | Bald Bob | Thoughts of a 95 year old | A perfect marriage | Out of reach | A misunderstanding at the bank | Unmasked on the bus | The defeat of dementia | Is it essential to go out for a drink? | "I'm amazed at my power !" | Please call again | An unfinished sentence |

Connection

I can see you, even from so far away
I feel your presence in my heart
You keep me warm at night, with all of your love
And you hold me together when I'm falling apart
I only hope you feel me, and I truly mean this
I hope you know that I'm sending you all of my thoughts
It's a deep understanding, this wisdom we've gained
Has come from the countless battles we've fought
I hear you calling my...

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Also by Eric Berard:

The Battles We Face | Passion | Grace | Be Kind | One Light, Many Lamps | Empty Room | Self Harm | Words to Share | Lost Puppy | Work Ethic | Words of Wisdom | I'm Struggling | Pain | Spread Your Wings | Creation | Keep Trying | Bear the Burden | In the Dark | Watching Over | Desire | Stay With It | Wildfire | Between Despair and Courage | Exhausted | Stand | Motivation /DistractedThoughts | Live Until We Die: Another String of Thoughts | Love to be Found | The Dragon | Rage | Fool's Wisdom | My Time Has Come | Highs and Lows | Lonely Path | Meltdown | So Perfect. | Enlightenment | Just Words on my Mind | Scars | Just a jumbled insight. | No Wrong | You Beautiful Soul. | Sometimes, you know. | Where I Am | The Truth | An Old Friend | Keep Fighting | Flawed | Savage |

Dear Me

The illusion that you're living
Patty and desperate for attention
The conditions that you wanted is not meant
Your broken wings won't get you far

You have a problem with moving on
Darling, you think you wrote the rules to the game
I had to spell check them so I know better
The fabrics that hold your delusions together is ripping
I thought you said that you matured

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

Firefly Crying Skies | Forest Fire | He | Inside Me | Space Cowboy (Bad Cowboy) | Capital O.L,D M,E | Cloak | CUT | these days it's really hard to get the words I need to say out | No Where But Down |

Searching

A war has been waged between my mind and my heart. 
At fault is my flesh as it is loud and dangerous. I continue to find myself consumed by it's cries. I question your existence as much as I question your love. No matter your grace I still feel dirty. Doubt weighs heavy on my chest, igniting endless confusion. 

Though I long to heal wounds of the broken, a good person I am not. 
I may reach o...

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Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:

Serendipity | Secluded Thoughts | Remedy | My Friend Regret | Rhythm of the Storm |

12/25/2017

Waking up Christmas morning
with a sense of sadness in the air.
These walls are unfamiliar,
a lack of memories we've shared.

Christmas is a time for joy,
a time for laughter with the ones we love.
Full of special family traditions,
and praising our Father from above.

But life is unpredictable.
In a moment everything can change.
What was once loved and cherished,
will now never be th...

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Saša Milivojev - OF DEEP STATE AND WORSHIPERS OF SATAN, LORDS OF THE WORLD

Saša Milivojev

OF DEEP STATE AND WORSHIPERS OF SATAN

LORDS OF THE WORLD

 

The Ancient of the Days, 

can you see what he is wearing,

Cardinal shoes made of children’s skin

wrung out from the veins

Last drop of blood that remains 

overflowing tankers

 

Come through the secret bunkers

Descend to the underground 

To the cities of gold

The gardens in diamonds a...

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INVITATION

Where you are born is the passing partner of chance;

Of whom you are born is the invitation to the dance.

...................................................................................... 

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

VOLTAIRE IN MY EAR | HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT? | WHAT THE BUTLER SAW | WITH RESPECT | OSCAR LEVANT REMEMBERED | LIMITATIONS | STIR AND THE POT | CHOICE | PROCRASTINATION | WEALTHY PEOPLE | KNEE JERKS |

For Poetry To Survive

 

Theirs is a darker time than ours
obstacles to their progress greater 
and the pain in their minds more real.

They lift average people like us
for they work for the sake of people like us
sharpening the edge of our weapons.

They deny us nothing, but do we see?
Clearly they speak, let us hunt for our ears
and hunt for hands that might receive tribute.

We await their word, their ...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Work In Progress | The Kid With The Target On His Chest | A Visit | Wisdom Exhausted |

Mirror of perception

'Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who is the ugliest of them all'.
Hearing the answer gotten so sad,
For the looks of it, he was not so bad.
Seeing himself ugly in every face,
But it was just his perception not the case.
Thinking of this day and night,
Forgetting the beauty was not in the face but inside.

Again giving himself a chance, he gathered courage.
Asking one more question, like a sag...

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"Help Meet"

"Help meet"

There are few humans like God
That could see our tears before they come
Draw close to us whenever
They sense our loneliness from afar
Snuggle silently to share our solitude.
Only you can share this cross with its thorn
Bleed and act as if you are not hurt

In every pain you sought my gain
You lost many too precious to find me
Love was all that mattered to you, and still do...

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Also by Emeka Collins:

"Divorced" | Memoir | "The Passage" | "A Lover's Plea" | "Lockdown at 67" |

Just kids

This bad kid 
good kid thing
I don't get 
The bad kids want 
to be good
The good kids want 
to be bad
What the bad kids want 
the good kids got
Except they don't understand 
except maybe for 
the want
What the good kids want 
the bad kids got
Except they don't understand 
Except maybe 
For the need
And what you folks 
don't get 
however much 
television you fill 
your reality ...

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Also by Twilbury Wist:

Wouldn’t it be nice | The price you pay | The Mirage |

Sunday Morning Thought

I have been

Seen 

Death has held me

Life has killed me

But you still think

You have the right

To give me advice

As if you’re above me

If you let me speak

You might learn

Something

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empathysympathymentalillnessfriendshipfamily

Vibrations of Unity

Outrageous Carnival

definitely wicked vibes

 

Lavish make-up

enticing dance movement

 

Cascading colour

Manchester Pride Parade

 

Screening expressive

street party atmosphere

 

Somewhat different

but so - - -

 

are we.

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Party but staying safe

Our Turkish Garden

Our Turkish garden, early morning

so peaceful, calm and tranquil

Dragonflies dip, dart and dance

above azure water, calm and still

 

The pool is the centrepiece, blue,

crystal clear reflecting like glass

Cool, creamy, natural stone tiles

circled by freshly cut, green grass

 

The sound of cicadas, constant

invisible, cascading from the trees

The fountain water, w...

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Also by julie callaghan:

The Tourons Trip To Turkey | Joy Of Painting | Kaleidoscope | The Painted Lady | The Sunday Afternoon Of A Technophobe | A Date For Your Diary | Irreplaceable | The Bees Knees | The Grass Is Always Greener | Saint or Sinner | Deflated | Time To Say Goodbye | Meerkats | Raindrops | Hot And Bothered | Acrobats | Virus News | My Version - Audrey Hepburn Beauty Tips | Repeat and Repeat | Ruskin's View | Hot Pink | Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow | Move Over Rain Clouds | Tired | Beirut | Strong and Brave Enough | Wild Garlic | Memories | The Shire Horse | Rain or Shine |

Escape August's veil

The summer's turned into autumn

by this August's sorcery.

It had wrapped the sun

in a dark blanket

and drained its warmth away.

 

Deceived by the cold breath

of August's treachery

nature has begun to go into lockdown.

Alas yesterday's colourful landscape

is now a wilting canvass.

 

I pray that the sun shall

soon escape from August's veil

its warmth to spre...

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Also by Abdul Ahmad:

Wild August | Pilgrim's progress | Happiness | Tide waits for no one | Spiralling downhill | Imagination running wild | What light from yonder window shone? | Curse of social distancing | Sunshine smile | The oblivious world | It was____ | A Masterpiece | AS YET UNBORN |

C-19

C-19 is not a dream, or the name of a robot

It came very suddenly, a thief in the night

It won’t ever be something that time forgot

The effects have burned like piercing light

 

Not just lives lost, but jobs and business

Financial catastrophe across the world

It’s origin is clouded by those suspicious

of some sort of plot as insults are hurled

 

World leaders point th...

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Gone Before You Know

Listless and wanting more.
What the hell am I fighting for?
But I’ve got to keep swinging.  
While there’s still fight in me.  
Aimless, I’m a vagabond.
But I’ve got to keep moving on. 
There is no place for me here. 
I’ve got to get going, my dear.  

And onward I go. 
Be it fast or be it slow. 
If I stay here any longer
I’m bound to fuck it all up again.  

So I’ll put one foot
in...

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Also by Shehariah:

Masks Pt. 1 | Masks Pt.2 | Breathe (Drowning Pt. 3) | Yet We Hold On | Vacant | You Win | Am I Enough? | Son | Blind |

Am I A Poet?

Do you look around?
    Does anyone???
The great ones did, and they wrote about it.
    (the mediocre ones did too)
They looked, no they SAW,
            And they wrote......
    They did not choose to see, they just SAW,
    And they did not want to write, they had to,
Because people who see would explode, vaporize, disappear, or something,
    If they didn't write.
The world has no oth...

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Also by E-Rock:

My Window | The Sex | Incessant Ramblings of a a Crazy Man | The Bastard |

feelinglifepoetry

Dear Dad

Dear Dad I miss you
I wish you were here
Someone to talk to
To ease my fears
You made life look easy
But now I know
Insides a struggle
Outside a show
I wish I had a moment
To show you who I am
I wish that you could see me
Now as a grown-up man
Just to know that you’d accept me
When life’s not gone to plan
To have you walk beside me
And show the world I can......

But I wonder........

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Also by curiousdud3:

L.G.B.T | Caged Bird | Deck of Cards | Why Me | Equality (Lines in the Sand) | This Guy | If I | ⚡ Thunderstorms ⚡ | This Is Me (The Man You See) | Planted Seeds | Don't want to hurt | Lost Boy (AKA Lost Child and Lost Girl) | Hide and Seek | Turn Back the Clock | As a child |

An Ending

 

Help

Nothings new

Nothings the same 

Nobody yearning

No one to blame 

Pretentious thoughts

Relentless smiles

Bloodthirsty thoughts

Sinless flesh defiled

It hurts

Pointless meetings

Insipid friends

Effusive pretenders

Matching the trend 

World keeps turning

Illusions are gone

Within the abyss

The demons belong

I’m scared

Watching from th...

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Also by Gary Cuming:

Reflections of Love | Shadows | Seasons | Gaslight | Empty Hands | Beginnings | Resist |

Darkscaredhurtlovehate

Slave to the laundry

I'm a slave to the laundry.

It tumbles before my feet as if to worship me.

But it is the master and I am the slave.

I gather it's heaping mass.

Socks fall from the corners that are out of my reach,

Gracefully stroking my fingertips on their descent.

The change starts chanting in my pockets.

It's calling to me and I must obey.

The machines light up with pleasure,

CHING, C...

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THERE IS A WIND

The wind in the trees the sound of what it like to be free

The cry of a newborn son is the beginning of love

 

Where is that mountain top where Martin saw the dream

Where is that path to the valley of peace

Where is that message of hope hidden from me

 

The wind on the water pushing the waves of the past

The cry of dignity echoing through these monuments and memorials

 

...

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Also by Thomas Dooley:

BORN OF PAIN / STOLEN NAME | WE HIDE | DON'T NEED |

social commentarywinddignity

Ganesha Says!

This year I am so delighted

Blessed be her the way she is gifted

Appreciate her glow and grandiosity

I am moved by her generosity

She has weaved a magic…

Such a lovely devotee…

Source of fascination, pretty lady Mitha!

 

तिच्याबद्दल मी आणखी काय सांगू शकतो

अशी एक सुंदर मुलगी आहे

मी देव पुत्र नसतो तर

मी तिच्या मनात कुजबुजली असती

माझे हृदय बरेचदा कसे धडधडत आहे

अ...

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Also by Neilkanth:

Mystery of that Pink Bra |

mysterious woman

the political center

I got very little the bank owns it all

I recently got laid off from my job

 

looking for more work in security 

I’ve got my faith and my faith has me 

 

I get excited when he comes on TV

he says the things I need to hear 

 

he puts people in their place 

they’re getting ahead of me 

 

he’s a rich strong man 

I’m gonna be like him 

 

we got all these for...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Texting Freedom | I've known only war | Sisyphus at Lunch | Lost in a Design | Anger Management, Day 2 | Alphabet City | Danger: People | I don't fit in | Your photo booty | Thrushes | Your Epitaph | Nothing is wasted |

*

বিরতি বিরতি বিরতি

চিরুনি হাতে নিয়ে সিলোয়েট বসে আছে

নড়ে উঠে যখন- সরে যায় তো,

একটু একটু করে নড়ে নড়ে চুল আচড়ায়।

ভঙ্গিমা হয়ে থাকে—

একটি মেয়ে মানুষের-

সিলোয়েট।

মেয়েটি চলে যায়, উঠে- আয়নার কাছ থেকে।

চিরুনিতে- লেগে আছে দুইটি পাঁচটি চুল- চুলের উপাত্ত

ঝরা, ঘ্রাণ ঝরা, ঝাপসা হয়ে আসে আলো অন্ধকারের কাছে—

অন্ধকার আলো ও আলোর উৎসকে নিয়ে ট্রল করে

কিছু মুর্ছনা তাও হয়

বিরতি বিরতি ব...

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Seed of the fruit

What if these once shivering timbers could talk

Tell tales about those who once walked between them.

The scenes they’d not so much seen 

As absorbed with the salt of the spray

And the tears, shed in the triangular trade 

in which so many souls were bought

And sold, young and old alike, back in the days

When the darker fruit of the tree of humanity

Were just another commodit...

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CAN'T DO RIGHT FOR DOING WRONG

I pride myself on living by a code from days gone by

When gentlemen were gentlemen – at least, I always try;

But times and attitudes have changed from when I was a youth

I often feel quite left behind; this verse will offer proof.

 

While shopping at the local Spar I’d bought a thing or two

And patiently I waited for my turn within the queue;

I stood behind a woman, quite attr...

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Also by John Coopey:

I'LL HAVE A CROCODILE SANDWICH AND MAKE IT SNAPPY | DREAM | OUT OF WINE | AN OLD SHAG | JOHNNY'S | SOMEONE FOR EVERYONE (SHE CAUGHT ME SNIFFING HER PANTS) | THE LORD ALFRED SHIT-FOR-BRAINS OF CASTLEFORD |

"Why."

 

Never be, “Too tired,” to offer a consoling hug,
Never be, “Too busy,” to listen to their woes,
Never duck their questions and give them a dismissive shrug,
'Cos you’re the one with answers, if you’re the one that knows,
Knows their deepest fears and the things that stress them most,
Knows the things that make laugh, knows what makes them cry,
But only if you listen and holds them when ...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat | Let The Light Of Love Guide You On Your Way | The Soup Spoon | Still | Memento Vivere | Drive Into The Light | Moments | Dawn |

As I watch the waters flow

As I watch the waters flow

It calms my soul 

As I watch the light ripples

My heart mirrors its beat 

Smooth, serene 

Somewhat still 

As they move to the wind of God 

Going only where the Father blows. 

 

Lord, let your living waters flow.

 

By Faith Olajuyigbe, author of Words of Faith

Read more encouraging poems here.

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Also by Words of Faith:

The Flame Within | The Phoenix | Sweet Talk | It's Not In The Falling | A New Birth | Deceit tells us: what they have is better than ours |

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River Stone

River Stone

 

Sweet as an Arkansas dulcimer

Smooth as a river stone

The satire of Lemuel Gulliver

A twist of seabirds flown

 

Paints in me a poem

About innocence divine

And the feel of imperfection

Without the need of wine

 

A likeness in a mystery

Comes clear to both meek and strong

Prisoners of history

The wonder of the song

 

Taken high by visi...

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Also by Chris Hubbard:

The Orchestra Isn't Here Yet | Endless | Clerihew By Starlight |

Land of Hope and Mercy

As promised yesterday, my updated secular and politically correct rewrite of Land Of Hope And Glory...

 

 

Land of Hope and Mercy

Mother of the Free

How shall we extol thee

Who are born of thee?

Wider still, and wider

Stretch thy welcoming arms;

Embracing all the needy

With tolerance and charm!

 

Dear Land of Hope, thy hope is crowned.

We’ll make thee more me...

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Also by Tim Ellis:

Brill Britannia! |

I am Strong!?

I thought so...

So did he...

He tried to...

To make me strong...

Strong to see him...

Him becoming someone else's...

Someone else's life partner...

Partner who is mine forever...

Forever became a myth...

Myth that I am Strong!?

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Also by Anushri Bafna:

Mother in my Share! |

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THE CONGESTED NARROW PATH

I like to keep matters in perspective

Avoid the news is how it's done

I prefer using a straw to drink a beverage

Not perceiving the world through one

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Also by Joe Marcello:

CLOUDY FIGURES | EYE CARE | CONVENIENCE STORE |

I wish it didn't sting

I wish it didn’t sting

when rejection tears apart 

what I’ve poured my heart into, 

hidden emotions or fragments thereof 

painting scenes that tiptoe quietly 

or outright screams. 

 

I wish it didn’t sting

when he doesn’t think much of me,

but rather holds a love 

kept at a distance that silently breaks 

both of us apart.

 

I wish it didn’t sting

when corr...

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Also by kimberly:

the loudest sound | Rising Waters | timepieces have reversed (part 1) | Call It What It Is | We've Never Had Water Here Anyway | sing to me | Where does it hurt? | the process of becoming | no return address | your hands, your kiss | a dessert you fancy |

Mrs Smith

A pale face, dark eyes, an uneasy smile,

Surrounded by a mass of tangly black curls,

She sat in that circle

Unengaged, aloof, disruptive,

There for everyone else’s sake

But her own.

Trapped in a world by demons who

Would let her see another way

But kept her from it because

It wouldn’t serve their obsessive needs.

Within screaming distance but held behind thick glass,

...

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Also by Wandering Biku:

Solid Ground | Insidious | The First Week | This Developed Nation? |

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Loneliness Too

 

Friends and acquaintances many,

Social opportunities galore,

Push button entertainment gives  

easy selections of programs 

but I’m needing more.

 

Creeping in like a dream,

The hunger emerges,

Feelings begging attention 

amid all else transpiring 

but not with a chance to ignore.

 

What little thing is missing?

More a throb than an itch,

The circulat...

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Totally Fitness

The temple of the body beautiful, with a strain and tremble

Music pumping, yet not really noticed

As bodies are pumping, to be noticed

Machines activated by human power

Working up a sweat “just another hour”

Seeking to become just a little more physically decked

Body mass index and calorie counting minutely checked

Gaining bulging muscles or loosing bulges they want to shed

...

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Also by Dean Fraser:

Boots 3 | Living Within Love | Summer Rain | Last Train |

inspirationspiritualgrowthnaturemeditation

DUST

DUST

a non
exist
like droplets
of mist

a debris filled
cloud
mother's sorcery
a shroud

a ghost
a spook
a joke
a fluke

appear out
of range
spirit behaving
strange

witch's
seed
anemic
no feed

entity
no name
moth without
a flame

kept at
arm's length
not a runway
but a plank

surreal
existence
path with  the
most resistance

disappearing
acts
shadows
...

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Also by cindylee loucks:

SLEEPING BEAUTY | DON'T CLAP BACK |

existentialism/metaphorical

I want to


I just want you to know I want to.

I can't see you every day.
I can't kiss you while we sway.
I can't hold your hand.
I can't be seen out with you because you're not my man.
I can't get to know you as deep as id like.
I can't let you really know me, you might say goodbye.
I can't sleep next to you in bed.
I can't tell anyone anything we've said. 
I can't tell you what's going on in my...

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Also by AMLC:

Broken | Waves | Drawn | Building a fire |

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Miscalculation

We had a plan, we had a scheme
We thought it rather prudent
It was an algorithmic dream
But alas, it went quite mutant

How could we know it wouldn’t work?
It’s not like we were warned
But when set free, it went berserk 
That naughty sum was horned

On paper it looked tame enough
A dependable safe bet
But the boffins’ gentle bit of fluff
Was to be no teacher's pet

It looked so swee...

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Also by David Lindsay:

Aquarius | Ascent |

Bubble Of Oblivion

Honey glazed canopies 
Shelter you and me 
From the piercing rays 
Of the sun, governing us in dismay
As we remain ensnared
In our reveries,
Oblivious and unaware,
Our fantasies as fickle as the breeze.
Perhaps it's not always a sin
To stay confined within
The bubble of oblivion;
To wear an armour of neon;
To shield our eyes
With rose-tinted glasses;
To sing with illusory passerines-
...

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Also by Shifa Maqba:

Aren't We? | Bottled Letters | Plath's Poppies |

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The phase

Falling in love with the one that can break my heart
One step back ward and I'm broken apart. I cut myself but nothing came out, I'll tell you a story the next time I see your shadows in my heart.

I wanted to die for a second, but i was pushed against the wall and evolve to ordnance. Too scared to appear before the court foretold what's missing from the old.

Faced with the joke of truth I g...

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In his image.

In his image.

 

Stumbling through the chaotic selfish masses,

whose passing kicks and punches at honesty

destroy the desultory syntax that paranoia inflicted.

Curling the lips of the long kindred spirits.

Lips curling with semi happiness of nervous distrust

Lips curling with the comfort blanket of disbelief.

Brown kids looking at white kids thinking your a liar

White kid...

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Also by mentalelf. Philk.:

Nicky | The Winning Goal | The Only People For Me........ | Cancer...... I hate you. | Truths Vanish | Kill Them All | Truths Vanish | Pals | Fuck Them That Aint Us | “We’re going down the pub 1978” | All we are saying is give peace a chance | Panama with love. | Love from the barrel of a gun | (untitled) | Cold Steel | Fuck Them That Aint Us | Take the ugly things | There's danger near Falklands 1982 | The Crossroads | The Liars Smile. | The Anti Shanty | Books | Days Defined | (untitled) | The Old/New Estate | Hellhounds on my trail | (untitled) | (untitled) | Blues for David. | Slice of heaven 1988 | Homage to Shane Macgowan | Thank you | Oh America | Blues for David. | Breathe |

Mo Athair (My Dad)

I imagined I smelled the diesel that filled the space in your high top transit van.
It triggered subconscious memories that came back to drive me on.

Back to a time when seventies music played on your cassette deck
And you sang along to rock 'n' roll songs.

You sometimes drove like a mad man through the busy streets of Dublin,
Knowing the quickest route to everywhere when your patience wa...

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Also by Emer Ní Chorra:

Acne |

MVP

The sudden shift of your head to avoid me

The effort to not look up even though you knew I was there

The noise you create to drown out my stories about you

 

I know. I know.

 

I apologise for not getting the hint right away.

I got happy and thought otherwise.

 

I’ll slowly inch my way to the door now

And cast a final longing gaze,

Stay healthy and happy, my MVP.

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MVP

Song for Laura Lee

Laura Lee, she was my first love
tangled in her parents’ bedsheets
and shadows from the attic window
With my army-surplus shirt
slipping from her shoulders

Laura Lee, she was my first love
my first taste of intimacy
her loving hands upon me
guiding that desire, so deftly
through our discovery and naivety

Laura Lee, she was my first love
our fumbled teenage kisses
quickly blossomed ...

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Also by Tom:

The Causeway Between Our Hearts | Cairo On The Radio | Holly Hagg |

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amazed

it amazes me

that you make me

feel things i’ve

never felt before

when i thought

feeling this much

wasn’t possible

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Also by karlie:

stay | for you | thank you |

Set Them Free

How The 'Few,' Rule The Multitudes

 

     'We,' are niether Darwinian, or Adam & Eve. We are, an Alien Hybrid. Our Architects, our engineers, our rulers, are few, and we, are the many. So how, do they keep control. What follows, is how 'we' ourselves, have been conditioned, and orchestrated, and manipulated, to uphold the whip for them. It is a whip they no longer need to weild as what is la...

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Also by ZTK Space:

Come and See (Russian Dedication) | Love Is Our Intuition, Not, A Hurt | Glancing Shadows | Fractal Enclosures |

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ALL IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS

There was a ghost who was a shadow of his former self

as you might expect

if you believed as he had to in the afterlife.

Perhaps he was fit for purpose in that realm

but who can say

and unless you were an avid follower

of the occult

who would care anyway?

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Also by ray pool:

THE BEES KNEES | NEUROFIBROMATOSIS | PRESSING MATTERS | ILLICIT VISIT | SAND DEVILS |

i do not know

where are you going

how have you been

when will i see you?

                    i do not know

 

how is your sister

what do you mean

why didn't you text?

                     i do not know

 

what are you thinking

how were you lost

when will you grow up?

                    i do not know

 

why are you crying

are you okay

what's wrong with you?

   ...

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I am my own worst Enemy

I am my own

Worst enemy

Perfectly made by you…

 

Seasoned with temper

Peppered with self-loathing

Add a dash of despondency

 

And there I go…

 

I am my own worst enemy

Perfectly made into you .

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Also by David R Mellor:

As I get older … | Death in Paradise (testimony of a witnessed event) | Let’s Break the Evening up | ONE Hagia Sophia | Turning Darkness to Light (for Leonard Cohen) | In Our Eyes |

angerpainful poem

To The Saint Of Lost Causes

To The Saint Of Lost Causes

 

Melancholy Monday

Brown sugar blues

In the same vein

As your father

 

But you never made it

Across the river

To the other side

 

When you combine

The names of flawed giants

Who have fallen by the wayside

More than once

There is a grim

Divination

 

You leave us

Those sweet moments

From the Tennessee sun

To ...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

Turning Mirrors | The Bayonet In The Shed [REPOST with audio] | Dog Day | Otherness | Covid Mary |

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Firestarter

 

If one spark ignites a flame

That starts a fire

That can rage and rage

Across half a continent

Then one smile can start a grin

And one grin can start a laugh

And one laugh can make a crowd come alive

To become

A clammer

A shimmer

A clap of acceptance

A roar across a nation

Across seas

Across oceans

To here

To there and back again

 

All with j...

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Also by Martin Elder:

The rag of my bones |

Capullate

Sueña hermoso y crece, bajita.

Capullate en este corazón que te ama.

Sueña hermoso y crece, bajita.

 

Crece y no te crezcas, crece.

Cuando crezcas

baja y disfruta el vuelo.

Disfruta el vuelo y crece.

Ama, no te ames. Ama.

Amada.

Sonríe, sé feliz y descansa.

 

Sueña hermoso y crece, bajita.

Capullate en este corazón que te ama.

Sueña hermoso y crece, bajita...

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Also by Juan Orlando:

Contemplación 2: El silencio |

Amor incondicionalamorternura

Sour

eating sour candy is like

a roller coaster;

the drop into the mouth is the ride up.

the bite is the culmination,

the chew is the fall

down,

down.

swallow and it's over,

but the thrill remains

a pulsing beat

in your stomach, in your throat

and you yearn to go again

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Also by Aj:

a trip to New York |

Questions

Questions

 

I don’t know what to think

About what’s going on.

Shall this state of affairs

Be never done nor gone?

 

Shall all rich seams of life

Lie dormant in the shade?

Shall millions of us

Feel constantly dismayed?

 

Not far away, someone

Stands and stares as, too fast,

Deprived of their purpose,

The seasons scuttle past.

 

Will news today brin...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Poets | Bruckner | Agony Street | Tragedies |

The hoary and the gory

I thought I’d get in first,

before the Union flag wavers

and their ‘Why, oh whys?’ .

The end of the world is nigh.

The BBC is considering axeing

‘Rule Britannia’ from

the Last Night of the Promos.

They also have their eyes

on ‘Land of Hope and Glory’

to add insult to injury.

For years, and long before

Black Lives Matter, these

hoary and gory old anthems

made ...

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Also by Greg Freeman:

Liberation, 1945 |

The Point

The worker, at their decreed hour, keys a code and wakes their beast.

The worker has limitless thought, deed and future potential.

The worker has incredible power at their fingertips.

The worker’s permission is to use barely one thousandth.

The worker keys customer choices into a closed system.

The worker is fed from an ever-replenished stack of forms.

The worker keys an account ...

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Infernal Weeping

I like the image,

of a guitar gently weeping.

I wonder what the guitar has seen,

that made it weep that way.

 

The endless pubs and bars

open mic nights, and small festivals. 

humans at their lowest, and highest,

those elated, and those depressed,

the never ending introduction to new people,

new, but the same.

 

Maybe that's why the guitar is gently weeping.

...

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Music

~We talked in the silence of gazes and secret touches,

With inquiring eyes and fingers that gave

The blissful answers.

The world was noise

Until our quiet formed the gaps

And made music.~

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Also by M3RK:

Skater Girl | Unabashed | Waiting for October |

Whispers in the Dark

 

Some nights I will wake up @ 3

not sure if I am alone or whether you with me

I will feel my way in the dark to give you a hug

finding some comfort in the snug.

 

Not sure if you are sleeping or awake

I will whisper I love you, for lover’s sake

Waiting for: I love you too…

to echo in the dark.

 

Some nights I will wake up @ three

sure that I am alone, you are n...

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A Life in a Kiss.

 Life in a Kiss.

 

Sugar-sweet kisses on a bald baby’s crown,

all-comers love you raising dull frowns,

cheek peck kiss... hello my mum,

spit out that dodo, cuddles from gran,

a lift to school in dad’s meat van.

Ta-ra son... his coat smells of lamb,

won’t be a butcher, an also ran.

Bike shed babes’ promises

two-timed in two- tone

a huge let down.

Lend an ear to M...

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Also by Steve Douglas:

Ode to Covid Carers. |

lovedeathkisslife's reflection

Perpetual Freedom


Perpetual Freedom

Life lost its glories,
No room to fly high in sky,
Like a bird in a cage it flutters,
Struggling for freedom to fly.

Life without freedom
Is a bird without feather.
And without social bondage,
It is a corpse lying thither.

Life is a feeling to be young
But to be free
Is the spirit inborn sprung.

The bird of life's shot down,
And put in closet of lock down

...

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Also by DR. MUKUND BHANDARI:

Branching Love |

Beautiful Dreams

I wish for a soulful voice,

a proud father,

reconciled love. 

In absence of these things, 

I do not despair, 

because I have the music,

that makes my unfulfilled wishes,

beautiful dreams. 

https://youtu.be/7CXywFTR1gM

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Also by Vautaw:

Wild | Broken | Let Me In | Two in the Morning | Words |

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Fear of you

To tell them their thoughts 

To turn it in to glue 

To know you understand 

Its sad you see it's you

To turn things on end

To guide a nose to shit

To know his way 

It's sad you think that's it

Look to self 

See your greed 

Don't be fooled

Youre the soul in need

 

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Hell knows no fury

How come
The heart-wrenching
And the  unexpected
Widow's grief
Turned-brief?

The lady in black
Soon defying
Funeral decorum
Put on pink clothes
Decency that lack
Simply to attack
A deceased
Cheating husband
Whose unfaithfulness
Kept in the dark
Soon after funeral
Became stark!

Aghast adultery
Triggers
Hell knows no fury.

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

Enigma |

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Desolation of Z


Dark and bleak and empty and bare
This life is hard.. I hate it here.
Voided, eroded, saddened... barren of joy
Helpless, hopeless, soulless... a plain white wall
Mopey, lonely, gloomy...why even try
Hungerless, Sleepless, motionless...I might just die
Drowning, not breathing, cant gasp for air
Quiet pain, drenched in rain, not one care
Deserted, isolated, distressed and bored
want to, ...

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Also by Lesroy Mardenborough:

Lord Give Me Strength | BLACK LIVES MATTER |

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Tempus Fugit

I guess it’s true we’re getting on in years,

with all the folderol that that entails;

the much-lamented passing of our peers;

the aches and pains as our own body fails.

 

More teeth are in a jar than in my mouth,

and nowadays I just don’t need a comb,

so by and large my life is heading south,

as my mortality is hammered home.

 

I hate to dwell on thoughts of my demise...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Yorkshire Pudding |

Truth

The hard part about all this is that you already found new love

You decided she was better than me that she is enough

The words you said, "to infinity and beyond" we're all a lie and you left me when all I ever wanted was compassion,understanding, and love

But the day you walked out, I learned the truth about life. 

I learned that the only person that could make me strong was God

He...

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Dead silence

Dead silence 

 

 

As I sit and stare into your eyes.

 I wonder if you realize.

I know they are all lies.

These words of love you profess to have for me. 

So easily spoke by you yet hold no truth.

To you the meaning is lost.

Love is mistaken for lust.

It burns hot and is short lived. 

Hollow with no real substance it leaves empty. 

How many others fall for this I...

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Also by Michael Rios:

Loved | Ever Lasting Love | Attention span | What if I let you close |

Some tips to write a good poem

There is no need

to set your poem to the music of the heart, or let it sway

to the rhythms of the hurt, at least for today.

 

There is no need

for you to panic, or dive into the pyre of rhyme

Burn later, if you will, but for now, wait out your time.

 

Let it corrupt a little, breathe in the zones unlit

Break and crumble, and feed on itself, bit by bit.

 

For you se...

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WAITING

I am waiting.

Waiting for something that seems will never come.

Fighting a losing battle every day,

I am at a loss,

But I can never accept defeat.

So instead I wait.

It is the only way I can continue living,

For if I give up the wait now,

I fear that the pain of loss will be too much to handle.

So instead I put pen to paper, pour out my soul,

And wear my heart on my s...

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A Strange Encounter

One rainy night while returning from work I came across him on the bus- last ride of the day to reach Alm Street- on my way back home. I got onto the bus and sat by the window seat, with earphones plugged, music turned to full volume and my head reasting by the window. As the cool breeze and tiny droplets of water touched my tired face, I noticed this man- with a handsome, chiseled face- staring a...

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Heart to call home

I exists in a place of solitude,
Where not many would find me.
However, sometimes conflicted,
As there's two inside me.

I just wish to find peace,
But somethings trouble my soul.
Aspiring to achieve greatness,
To accomplish my lifes goals.

Wanting to feel whole,
Eager to what comes next.
Sometimes i had lost way,
For which I deeply regret.

However,

My actions define me,
But w...

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Also by Zhar2020:

Changes |

Cancer

Cancer ©

Cancer you came into our lives once before when you took my grandfather to his final resting place,
We only had a short time to spend with him, and it was hard to look him in his face,
My mama used to cry a lot; regrets, fears, and meaningful words, how hard it was for her to comprehend,
All she wanted was a few more years, without the hurt, pain, and overflow of tears,
The family ...

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CancerDeathFightLifeLoveOvercomerStrong

Mental health: Myth or reality

 

In my philosophy class recently, my teacher raised a question, for us to think over critically: is mental health a natural phenomenon or simply a way for psychiatrists and/or psychologists to make more money. This got me thinking what if it’s all true or what if it is just a seed of doubt placed in our minds against ourselves, to make us flawed and instead of perfect we would always stay flaw...

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Thunderstorms

We see above us huge black clouds,
And in the sky they take their place,
Ominous this must now appear,
As people know what they'll soon face.

First begins the frightful rain,
Which crashes through the air
Drenching our tremendous Earth,
All around and everywhere.

Then begins great flashing lights,
And the sound of rumbling thunder.
What creates this frightful picture?
It must surely...

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Also by Stuart Vanner:

Life is not a Fairy Tale | Beethoven | Judgements | Shakespeare |

Stuart VannerThunderstormsWeather

Beauty

There is a beauty in humanity that goes beyond skin deep

A marvel that resides beyond the colour of one’s skin

That is seen when you peer through one’s heart

When intensions are deciphered and love is revealed

When uniqueness is celebrated, and diversity appreciated

When we all realise that the blood that courses through our veins remains the same

That in the variety of personali...

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Also by Mocosy:

Decision | Changing of times |

A Wobbly Leg

of a lovers' triangle
three-legged stool

warbles like a nightingale, 
"Why alone? Why?"
an emergency test broadcasting
to the tuned-in hood 

that sets curious ears keening.
Is this war?
Is it surrender when Apollo says,
"I love you. Till next time?"

The wobbly little stool leg 
waffles underfoot defying mechanics 
A tenderfoot always triple-guessing its worth.
Insecure foot sold...

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Also by D.W. Hamilton:

Reconstruction | Golden Boy | Aluminum | God's Eye |

The Time I forgot my plants name

Olivia

Was it?

Oh my

What can I say

To my amazement

I had forgotten the name

Of my money plant 

I watered her

Sometimes I would forget to, though

Like I would 'forget' to put a fresh candle on my altar

Or provide them with agua fresca

Thank you for staying loyal eggun

I had honestly forgotten her name

Olivia was it?

No

No it isn't Olivia

I scolded my...

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Also by Mama Lola:

Girlfriend | A One Night stand with the Royal Knight of Darkness | I dance for the children of the world |

Florida in April..

I've seen my fair share of cynical "makes no sense" and it's made no sense.. 

 

Rivers of tears afraid to test a current/affairs between men and women, unhappy that it turned out exactly like they said it would/you or wouldn't you? 

 

I would. 

 

But that's only because I like bloody knuckles and bent knees.. I'm a pray for you/and yours. Traded. For them and theirs/where you end...

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Realfloridahuman2020

An Englishman in Israel

An Englishman in Israel

Jewels in the sand.

From a giant cushion of cloud I descend,

into evening sun-setting on the Middle East.

Blue into grey, into orange, into white

and finally falling back into blue.

Ground comes up to greet us as we seem to pass through tall bushy trees, …

… into what?

Had someone thrown jewels on a desert floor? Some gold, some silver, and some whit...

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Also by Stephen Bewick:

Good news, bad news, your telephone calls. |

Middle EastIsraelJazzDead SeaJerusalemDesertsTel Aviv

Happiness

It is hard to be happy

When you feel crappy

But we have to try

Before our soul says bye

 

Littlest things can cheer us

Or make us want to fuss

Let’s try and be blissful

To make time more peaceful

 

Happiness is like a rainbow

Which you want to show

Some colours may fade

But some may have a deeper shade

 

I want to be happy

And avoid living in the all...

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Also by Aisha Suleman:

Dreamer | Motherhood | The Jungle of Horror | The Eleventh Hour (Poem) | Life (Poem) |

Crisis Averted

In the blink of an eye, the humans had blown across the planet,

Like the North Wind, in a gale of crazy-making,

Leaving chaotic striations of human mischief in their wake.

Then they were gone. 

Reparation began.

The trees reclaimed the earth.

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Also by Hazel ettridge:

The One | After The Storm | The State of Things |

Free

The evening lights are bright, 

The car has come to a stop,

The colors are different this time,

Shades of orange, white and green,

A quick flash, oh I held onto it,

A memory making its way through, 

A sweet stolen reminiscence.

 

 School walls adorned in colors, 

Merry of White uniforms, 

Green bands, Orange ribbons,

A paper flag pinned to my chest,

Flying high,...

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Happiness

Happiness was you. Happiness was us. Happiness was us and a cat. Now it’s just a cat. Not even our memories are happiness, tainted by the reality of which I’m living. Every trip down memory lane is a reminder that it’s just me and our beautiful boy. No memory looks the same as it was. Every laugh, every tear, every whisper, every hand that connected, every time you said I love you, means nothing n...

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Good Night

The gentle tingle of your electric finger down my spine

The wistful sigh of warm breath

The glow of deep soft lamplight and the

Caress of fresh clean sheets.

 

You tangle yourself up in me.

Our fingers twirl playfully, our heartbeats 

In rhythm. Ba doom, ba doom.

I feel a trickle of uncomfortable sweat down my clavicle, but the thereness outweighs my overheating body. 

 

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