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 Jan 2016 Mazen Edlibi
GaryFairy
check out my eye piece
I can see to galaxies that are free from pain
acceptance is my beast
I fail to see the fallacies that are mine to blame

within my earshot
whispers that translate to only shame
the ear that hears not
is deaf to the gesture of speaking in vain

check out my eye piece
it helps me see through the ones who are all the same
exception is my feast
I refuse to take up the ways that they feign
 Jan 2016 Mazen Edlibi
Free Bird
My skin is warm
My bones are achey
Wrapped in blankets
Yet I'm still shaking

My head is pounding
My throat is sore
As I lie here ailing
My body's at war

My nose is running
Where to, I'm not sure
As I scour the internet
To find a quick cure

My vision is hazy
As I scroll through my options
Should I really trust random
Internet users' concoctions?

The coughing has started
I've just held back a sneeze
I've got to do something
Before I'm riddled with disease

I'll mix these ingredients
Then down them without attest
If this doesn't work out
At least I tried my best
 Jan 2016 Mazen Edlibi
GaryFairy
somewhere out in cyberspace
there's a dark and hidden place
guns and drugs and twisted ways
and a picture of everyone's face

it's all there, and it's all free
there's stories about you and me
go a little deeper and you will see
pages of truth and misery
from Wikipedia - A darknet (or dark net) is an overlay network that can only be accessed with specific software, configurations, or authorization, often using non-standard communications protocols and ports. Use of darknets is motivated by hiding the content or even the existence of data and communication from competing business or government interests. The most widespread darknets are governmental and corporate intranets, the use of which is a standard security practice nowadays,[1] friend-to-friend[2] networks (usually used for file sharing with a peer-to-peer connection)[3] and privacy networks such as Tor.

It also contains a lot of info about people, illegal sites, and etc. It is said that the "surface web" is only 30% of the entire web.
I am the queen of what ifs
Sitting on a throne of could've beens

My fears are my loyal subjects
Escorting my dreams to the gallows

My ambitions are now prisoners
To my court of procrastination

I, the queen
Reign over all of this regret
May we never forget

I, The Queen ©


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Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 11, 2016. Copywrite and all rights reserved under Bianca Reyes
I can't understand how everyone sees
Clear blue skies at which they wish to gaze
Under its trance and relax wasting the day
I can only see sapphire skies seducing
The clouds to willingly depart the day
And I need to rush to get up and run
To love and to conquer and live
So that I may come back and sing for all
A few lullabies to console your longing
For the hopes and dreams that you couldn't
Follow while you were staring at the sky

I refuse to lay around with all the rest
Viewing serene blue skies and conjuring up
Endless dreams and make believes
Because all I see are sapphire skies
Burning the time in a day with intensity
Melting away my dreams simultaneously
I must rush out into the world and experience
And accomplish the aspirations I had
Then I can return and sing lullabies
About all the beautiful things I remember
So that you can end your sobs
When you think of all the time you wasted

You see blue skies and day dream
I see sapphire skies and act and react
My lullabies will speak of the journey
The destination and the reward
Your state of dreaming will be
Manipulated by your remorse
Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 12, 2016 Bianca Reyes©
Truth is,
you don't even know
Half
Or even apart of who I am!!
I am probably
The most wicked chaotic mess you'll ever feel
Or lay eyes on.
(that's a lie, that is only how I feel)
...
Laughing for me is like
Morning coffee for others
Or like reading the paper,
Watching the News every morning.
Laughing cures my soul daily.
People and sweet harmonies and melodies
are reasons I smile.
Yes. That's truly me.

I am the way the sun shines
when rain drops sprinkle down gently
from light gray skies.
I am the giddiest soul you'll ever meet
with eyes as bright as the winter's northern night sky.
I am the little girl jaunting around the store,
singing love songs and sweet romance
trying to get through the grocery list.
I am the young soul, that wishes harder
every year that passes by.
sweet wishes of great wonders.
Yes. I'd have to say..

I am one to hold on to people
Hard..
Believing in every single aspect of their dreams
Seeing how wonderfully made they are
Gleaming at them in awe!
Yeap.
This is me.

Believe it or not.
That is your take on my wonderful world.
Believe it or not.
That is for you to decide
to believe and see
how deep and gentle this
Lady's heart is.

I am of many wonders

Too many to count.

Who am I?

I am someone of a dream.
A dream only few
Dare to believe!

Yes, this is me
Mi Vida
El mundo mia
Tan Bonita.

-b.v.r
Words spinning like crazy at 1:14am
Trying to explain who, what I am
 Jan 2016 Mazen Edlibi
Bunhead17
I've been thinking to much... someone help me.*
My mind is going crazy.
Everytime I stop thinking,
my demons attack me and
the silence kills me.
My thoughts leave scars
on my heart...
I can't prevent it from happening,
i'm a thinker
....I think to much
And of what of love, he asked
As he slid his fingers through my hair..
There was a special strength in his grip
And a certain passion in his stare..
But my body trembled and my heart raced
At the thought of loving him..
For if I allow myself to crumble to pieces here and now,
I may never recover again.
I imagine a couple, laying on a blanket in a peaceful scenery, dated back to the Renaissance era.
There is no maddness
Greater than worship
Blind crush in church

Atonements touching
Opal magic blushings
Simmering gloss lusts
Why - you asked
For the sake of a
Born and raised
Romantic poetry!

To individuums!
To lions drama!

Ontic ouroboro

Levitates lesser

Symbols equally

Time de-ploring

Overwhelmed n'

Joyfull character

E x t r a c t i n g

Timelessnesses..
All work and no fun makes jack a dull boy. ~ Eng. Proverb
Work builds character...shovel some more! ~ Bill Watterson
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