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Rainbow Jul 2019
Salty oceans and howling winds.
Sparkles and an angels chorus.
Tears that fall slowly in pain.
Tears that leap from joy.
Water droplets of emotion,
from the eyes of the one you love most.
You wield the power to create both.

                                       ~ Rainbow
Rainbow Jul 2019
We had a difference in worn materials.
A difference in astral languages.
Difference in heart spoken feelings.
We had a different way of loving.
Different is good right?


You wanted something different,
and that's okay I guess...
But don't leave empty handed!
Just want you to know that you made a
Difference.

                                             ~ Rainbow
Rainbow Jul 2019
The fibres of my being firmly in touch with you.
No reason given.
No heart wrenching back story.

No remorse given by that little piece.
A non soluble glue.
A supernatural grip, that keeps latching on to you.

Hearing the echoes of paths once traveled.
An emptyness that consumes thoughts, and creates a vacuum.

But the seeds that were planted, will not grow a stalk, nor leaves.
It will not grow any fruit.
No honey for the bear.
No honey from the bees.

Just a soft whisper blowing through the trees.

                                           ~Rainbow
Rainbow Jul 2019
I see the sun start to set
Feel the chills numb my stem
Feel the life leave my leaves.
The reason for my existence that darkens once again.

However, I will wait, wait for you to find your way back to me.
I know that when tomorrow comes, it will all be okay again.
I find joy in you leaving as I know it gives me the opportunity to greet you again.

You give me the strength to be bold and beautiful.
"You are my life, and so I shall count the hours till my life arrives to cuddle me in rays of sunshine and tell me that everything is alright."
Sincerely, The Sunflower
Elijah Lee Jul 2019
Define the beauty
That we hold
In simple words
Make it bold

It can be slow
It can be moving
But make sure you have
It written down clearly

For if you loose
All your answers
There will be nothing
But disasters

So prepare
Young child of mine
To fight this war
Throughout the night
Mia Kuhnle Apr 2019
When I was 17
I wanted to be just like it.  
A girl of the heedless, of a twisted wind
And lashing overstory.
Bold in choice eyes burning gallant
When I stood not alone
On screaming nights
In crowded habitation

Writing my future’s
Threatening tumult
Apart from regularity
Prerogative, accompanying grail
Withered leaves of change.
Left with nothing more,
But to turn them over.
Inspired by and based off of the works of Larsen Bowker
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