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 Sep 2015
Traveler
Cliffs of rocky words crumble into
landslides of incomplete sentences
I climb your ill frigid mountain
of self-righteous commitments
Gathering suppressed memories
I reach the summit of your greed
There the air is far too thin to breathe

The fear of your heights paralyzing
The cold of your winter realizing
I see my breath as the frostbite starts
Your avalanche of resentments fills my heart
Breaking my spirit, arresting my soul
'Til all that's left is you, the model I role

A footing unfit for vindication
A biography unfit for syndication
I froze in your tundra so many years ago
Until at last, like you I am the snow
I lost myself zeroes below...
 Sep 2015
jerely
Filled out the empty spaces
to almost but never
Never been enough of almost
As closed as we face each other
but too far away
I can't even get your name
nor I don't know
how could I get closer to you?
I'm such a loser
I'm such a desperate
But I'm a coward afterall
All I know is to stare at you
All I know is to examined
the unfamiliar face
I see everyday
to be familiarize.
By the look of your eyes
It's all in the ocean, somehow
drowned me that maybe I could
fall at any moment or any time
Not possible. It's hard to believe
I just can't even get over it,
It's written on my head.
late night thoughts
of that face.

Jerelii
Sept 28, 2015
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 Sep 2015
Elisa Maria Argiro
The moon, just now
is a cradle full of milk
pouring sweet glowing soma
into our drowsy hearts
rocking us so deeply into sleep
and the gentlest of visionary dreams
©Elisa Maria Argiro
 Sep 2015
Victoria Jennings
We have been falling in and out of love
All to often my dear

The rollercoaster we're on
Has finally derailed
And it crashed
You jumped out
I stayed on

The ride is over
Oh how I would love to get back on.
 Sep 2015
Walter W Hoelbling
dead bodies floating
in our oceans
from the Asian Pacific
to the Mediterranean

crumpled corpses lying
on our beaches
thousands drowned unknown

overcrowded detention centers
not unlike concentration camps
behind barbed wires
guarded by police and snarling dogs

nobody feels responsible

not  those who started wars
destroyed whole cities
made millions homeless
and into refugees

not those who take advantage
of the chaos for their own gain
abusing the names of their gods
or some ancient figurehead
to excuse their atrocities and greed

not those who live
in comfortable homes
and wish the desperate crowds
would just stay on the TV screen
and not come close

nor those who pretend
to be the guardians
of our great humanitarian heritage
but show no backbone
against nationalist fanatics

it is the shame of the world
to sit and talk and watch
and not do enough

those who turn away
the needy and homeless
could also
      quite suddenly
lose their homes

forced to rely
on the kindness of strangers
 Sep 2015
Willard Wells
When I hear your voice
my heart skips a bit.

When I see your eyes
my breath is lost.

When I feel you near
my pulse quickens.

When I hold you close
my soul feels embraced.

When you are gone
my heart is empty.

When you are not seen
I gasp for air.

When you are far away
my pulse is weak.

When I cannot hold you
my soul is empty.

I LOVE YOU!!
Inspired by Lionel Richie song "Hello". Beautiful song.
 Sep 2015
kelvin mungai
i sing for all mama but
give it up for single momma
i applaud to her names which is
uttered in murmur
in a society inebriated with ignorance
her name is whispered
in stammers
behind stunners you are looked down
on
you are regarded with scorn and
disdain
with abuse and insults your names
they stain
'single?'
politically incorrect
you are a plural;parents
you play the role of a mother and a
father
yet the society try to push you further
forget you've been there during joy
and strife
calming down all the storms in life
you are that rifle that combats rivals
your bullets saves during upheavals
life with you is always a win owing all
to you
a blue letter a baloon to blew later
BINGO
raising kids in absence of a man who
sired them
then grew tired and treated you like
a hired maid
left you with no aids
sorry he only donated AIDs positive
you deserve more than negative
a woman who has been in the receiving
end
of blows is entitled to a bow
it hurt more than a thorn to see a
woman heart
torn,her soul burdened by tons of
grief
it really ****** to see her shredded
into pieces
then treated like faeces in the faces
of chauvinist
till when shall they impel single moms
to hide behind sunglasses
as their son glances?
you deserve more than back biting
hypocrisy blinds them from seeing
your hard fighting
this society is hand biting
you are strong beings mentor you've
been
in physical and mental
though some view you like a zero
hell no
to me you are a hero
who can heal all
 Sep 2015
Mike Hauser
Would you like to trade
With me for just one day
I'll take what you have
And you can take my place
It might do us good
To bring about a change
If we traded places
For a single day

I'll take all your problems
And you take all of mine
We might find the answers
If given enough time
It's easier sometimes to see
From a different side
From another perspective
From another's life

Then we both can trade back
When it is we're done
Perhaps apologize
If we did each other wrong
I'm sure it would open up our eyes
To a lot that's going on
Teach us much about ourselves
All the do's and don'ts

A little give, a little take
If we decide to trade
I'm not saying forever
But just for today
Give ourselves if nothing else
That much needed break
So what do you say
Do you want to trade
 Sep 2015
nivek
waiting for a full Moon
your either in love
or a hungry Werewolf
 Sep 2015
jerely
We take back our inner thoughts when we feel like something is not gonna happen.
We overly looked up from our past than seeing ourselves in the future
When sometimes chances are there we just reject it for the reason that we expect from more. But when the time comes we feel regret it at the last moment of our chances.
Jerelii
Sept 11,2015
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