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 Jul 2016 Alias
KathleenAMaloney
"I've got a plan"
"No I've got a Plan"
"No Me Me"
Each Droplet of Water
Throwing Itself
Over The Edge of Creation
Volunteer
For a Greater Knowing

Follow
Or Get out
Some Say
Lead and Do
And the Band
Plays on.....
Angels Wings
All, a flutter

And Here Gods Life
Sets Free the Beautiful
Sugars  in the Maple Tree
Her Life Unerring Rarity  
For Its Love
That Provides
The Clarity
Hunger changes the game . That is Gods Decission
 Jul 2016 Alias
Alaska
No in-between
 Jul 2016 Alias
Alaska
I am either an untameable fountain
Or a drowsy puddle
I am either a stormy ocean
Or an abandoned pond

I am either screaming at your face
Or sitting in the corner hiding my face in my hands
I am either talking so much you can't understand a word
Or not answering your questions

I am either hyper and twirly
Or so tired that I don't care about anything
I am either talking so much **** you wish I couldn't talk
Or not talking at all

I am either full of positivity and power
Or like a lifeless shell of my body
I am either sure I want to die
Or afraid of its possibility

I am either a fighter
Or a loser

On some days I am the one
On some days I am the other

There is no in-between
 Jul 2016 Alias
Jacob
Sullen World
 Jul 2016 Alias
Jacob
I bask in the loveliness of the moon
Letting every star lift me off my feet
Into a lifeless body with no moral compass
I'm sorry, Mother
I can't help that I like living precariously
I was born a ******* night owl
Seeking the brightest lights I can find
In the search of pure happiness
They might dig up my grave one day
Because of this desire
But I don't mind.

I am notorious for finding the light
In the crevices of a sullen world.
Written on 6/21/16
 Jul 2016 Alias
enrique
I didn't stop
I continued
I carried through
this long and infinite road

I have no idea where I'm going
I don't care whether it's somewhere
good or bad
I just hope I find a place that I like

but sometimes, I find myself
in the middle of nowhere
and in that middle of nowhere
that's where I find comfort

It doesn't matter where you come from
what matters is where you're going
and I'm not lost at all
I'm just on my way
 Jul 2016 Alias
Dawn
I did not want to write.

Maybe because I didn’t know
If it were right for me
To ache with such feelings:
To feel the abandonment of,
And feel the longing for
The arms that always seemed to be there to catch me,
But never there to hold me for long.
To hear the voice
That had always calmed my raging thoughts.
But never in those moments
Have I ever heard it with my own ears.

I did not want to write.

Maybe because I didn’t know
If I even deserved
To feel this sad, and so alone
When all I’ve never done
Was to make you feel the opposite
Of what I’m feeling right now.
To feel like I have lost
A love
That I never even gave a chance to begin with.

I did not want to write.**

But I guess,
There’s nothing else I could do
To hoard and keep-
Or maybe to squander and let go
Of the suffering
That may not even be love
But just a blind infatuation.
 Jul 2016 Alias
Poetic T
Could I be more empty than what I am, I 'm a room
within so many buildings of what are now vacant with
vagrants of contested thoughts.

Please don't think because my rooms are empty that
there is nothing in there even though it doesn't
look desolate it is full of lingering shadows of thought.

We fill the hollow vastness of non relative meanings
with nothing but essences of what we lumbered on?
My thoughts are of empty consequences nothing less.

Can you see in the deserted realms of a once awoken
mind, now it is hollow as each room of thought became
depleted of anything but unoccupied stagnant thought.
 Jul 2016 Alias
Stephan


When I can’t be with you
I close my eyes
so I can,
if just for a few moments
 Jul 2016 Alias
SteffyWeffy
Silence.
 Jul 2016 Alias
SteffyWeffy
It’s quiet outside this morning.
Fog fills the air; I’m walking down the sidewalk.
The trees are a beautiful color, green, brown, and red leaves fill the street.
The wind is blowing and for now everything is calm. But the calmness won’t last it never does.
I don’t see anyone, I’m glad that way I don’t have to smile or talk to anyone.
My mind is cluttered full of thoughts; I don’t know what to think or say.
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