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 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Lee Carter
To Dream
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Lee Carter
I walk with will into umbral dark.
Fly through broken boundary of tempered veil
To unknown worlds beyond description.
I mingle with a forgiven strangeness
And become both act and audience
In theater foreign and familiar...

Then I cruelly slip from such sweetened state
And wake and live so mundanely.
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Dnlbllrd
Headless
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Dnlbllrd
I drag my noose wherever I go
In an obtruse way, I don't even know
With the raven that's always near
Will the curtains of death will appear?

Corrupted by the remnants of the past
Contemplating till when my life would last
For even death has abandoned me
Headless, I can no longer be free

Help me for I just want to quit
For even the reaper won't commit
Bring back me head
And ready my deathbed

-dnlbllrd
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Dnlbllrd
White
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Dnlbllrd
They're all monochrome
They only differ in hues
Fairly the same like palindrome
It made myself confused

Alienated in their circle
Left only to hear their chuckle
Overshadowed by their vibrant  colors
Left no place but the corners

-dnlbllrd
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Onu Abah
If I could
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Onu Abah
If I could write words
Like leaves in a dry forest,
What a wildfire my letters would make;

If I could voice out
My thoughts like full grown trees,
What a lovely shade they would provide;

If I could sing
Like free birds perusing the sky,
The melody will make you fly;

If I could speak words
As water,
You'd float or drown when I say

I LOVE YOU

#elspirito
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Jenisha Gautam
As a poet
We write it all
We give it all
We’ve nothing
To hide

Naked and open
You’ll always know
Every mouthfull
Of forever spilled
On pages and papers
On a machine or
A dry carp paper

As a poet
We write a lot
Every thing in our heart
Writing is a great art

Good or bad
It never matters
Happy or sad
We write for
Every moment of natures

As a poet
We talk in
Different ways
Even if rude
Its not our sin

Fast or slow
Even if we
Are a bit low
Just people don't see

Clam or frown
We handle it all
But sadly they think
We are clown
We openly say it all

As a poet
They say
We all never bias
On any way

As a poet
We write it all
We give it all
We’ve nothing
To hide

Naked and open
You’ll always know
Every mouthfull
Of forever spilled
On pages and papers
On a machine or
A dry carp paper
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Riley Cartwright
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Sadly, I've forgotten the melody
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Left Foot Poet
Hafiz
 (1320 ~ 1389)


The tide of my love
Has risen so high let me flood over

You.

Close your eyes for a moment
And maybe all your fears and fantasies

Will end.


If that happened
God would become an infant in your


Arms


And then you
Would have to nurse all


Creation!
____________

L.F.P.
(20th - 21st century)

the floodplain of my love
has spread so wide encompassing all of

You.


Opened your eyes forever
And every prayer and wish uttered see


true realized.


Since this is inevitable
God, our parent, will have raised us well,


each ever cherished.


And then you and I
obligated to write His song, name it



Hallelujah!
 Jun 2020 Ayesha
Heavy Hearted
The artists impartiality
Of their craft's integrity
Is their profound gift
May it set us all free-
& Vanquish all anxiety.

When each page is blank, and book empty
Its full with potential's entierity.
Our real gift is sweet opportunity
To create and contrive
Fearlessly.

Its in our art we become who we wanted to be
With truthfull eyes we garentee
That you'll one day begin to see

The artist's impartiality.
Grace & Reem
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