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Distant seas
don’t mean we
have no waters here,

Chirping birds
over there
may not be heard

This far
but far are we from lack
in these lands.

So are gifts
appointed
accordingly.

There’s no need
for bitterness
in our own dwelling.
Happy Father’s Day
Your smile brightens the room,  
like morning light spilling  
through open windows,  
chasing shadows into corners.  

It weaves warmth  
into the fabric of the day,  
each laugh a gentle ripple,  
softening edges of worry.  

In that glow,  
the world feels smaller,  
and hope sways  
like a flower dancing in the breeze.
Yeah, I finally got this idea written in a relatively decent way. If you saw the person who's beauty inspired this, it would be clearly evident that this poem is drastically inadequate. I'll keep working on it to try and get it better. I'm confident I can. This person's beauty (inner and outward) just strikes me every time I see her. Sorta strikes me dumb. Type of person everyone is always happy to be around. A relatively rare type of person. A blessing. Just cool, in virtually every way. Crimeny, that almost sounds like Marry Poppins. I'm sure you've probably met at least one person like this.
K May 20
I found
black dots of mascara falling off your eyelashes today
you’re still perfect
no matter how many times you take the same picture
in the same room
with the same perfectly dolled
face
no matter how dark the sky is behind you
the beauty rays of light
illuminate
your scrumptious lips
There's no one like you and there never will be
There was stillness, all was held in place.
Untouched beneath the world’s design.
Particles drifted in quantum space.
Slates unmarked by hand or time.

Trauma struck as it cracked, it would stir.
The mind betrayed and the self, unmade.
A tremor passed like my whispers slurred.
And from my depths, the void would invade.

fractured pulses spread and came apart.
The fixed quantum law began to bend.
Reality unravels, alongside the heart,
broken strands of thought began to descend.

Screamed echoes take a visual shape.
Waves collide in the fractured pulses.
What once was whole, begins breaking down.
Protections kept, now stripped from their holsters.  

Energies spin untethered, unbound.
The self just dissolves, with no grip to keep.
The sky starts crying with quantum sound.
as shadows stretch by a time growing deep.

The mind, a mirror, shattered and gold.
Reflecting a new empty void from within it.
Each thought disperses and shatters its mold.
Where once was trust, now grows resentment.

A field of force has been left unstable.
Blackening a heart that is no longer true.
Where once was love, now hate fragmented.
The self, adrift. Forced to weather through.

In my withering thought, the echoes still roam.
Their dreamscape heaven has been swept away.
The pulse of life now hardened to stone.
My silhouette dwells in the shades of gray.

And still when my skies cry with quantum sound,
The whimpers of essence frowning frail and thin.
The hope that was pure can no longer he found.
The self is restricted from all it might have been.

♦ Đerek Λbraxas ♦
Jesus' baby Apr 8
If penning my faith
In my Savior is a crime,
Then I’ll commit it—
Again and again.

If voicing the weight
Of my Lord is a felony,
Then let me indulge—
With joy in my soul.

Gifted are His children:
Some take the podium,
Some shape minds,
Some lay down in service.

Yes—
Gifted am I,
To masterfully imprint
Words that travel nations,
Writing His kingdom come.

Fulfilling my calling—
The Writing Evangelist.
Joss Lennox Apr 6
We all want to be U n I q u e,
while still following the crowd,

don't be afraid to stand out,
don't be afraid to get LOUD.
short and to the point

also, why do I want to quote anchorman right now (iykyk)
Joss Lennox Mar 30
Lost in the woods
no trail to follow
Thoughts like trees
quiet & hollow
Bird sung nightmares
days without ends
Alone with the leaves
no cellphone friends
Impossible to sleep with harsh winds/
hungry wolves all around
Fighting with demons
desperate for a way out
Your time's almost up
to escape the darkness
to depend on the sun
Ravens gather
Rats parade
Vultures begin circling
The sun starts to shade
Familiar footprints remind you
repeating patterns add to the charade
no more backwards view
only moving forward
only pushing through
This poem is a metaphor for feeling alone in life and the different situations we each get in, but having only ourselves to depend on when making a decision towards positive changes and mindset.
s1mpl3po3t Mar 25
Hers was a life
Of which legends are made,
She was born in the sun
And retired in the shade,
But somewhere in between
There was a fabulous rendition,
An exemplary existence
Beyond common tradition.

Her family was conservative
She always did her best,
Just follow Mom and Daddy’s ways
It’s safe within the nest,
But it didn’t fill her up inside
It left her feeling hollow,
And though they knew she loved them
She had a different star to follow.

Although I used the word conservative
Her parents had great knowledge,
They encouraged all their children
To attend some kind of college,
Knowing that the value comes
In exploring brand new themes,
Then taking the experience
To carry out their dreams.

Her dreams were like a ball of yarn
Just waiting to unravel,
With just a little push, she rolled
Into the world of travel,
Returning now and then
Bearing gifts of life and beauty,
And then that girl would dream again
As though it was her duty.

A legend in her own time
Within the family tree,
When pressed for explanations
She’d say, “Because, it’s me”.
Did you know:
that you are
special and it shows???
that you ✨️ Sparkle ✨️
like a
💎 diamond 💎 and
you glow???,
Your Shine is so
bright, that
the world knows,
You are very unique and
one of a kind,
a special
kind a friend,
The one that's
hard to find,
You are a TREASURE,
You are a JEWEL,
You are UNIQUE and
YES,
YOU RULE!!!,
YOU'RE ON THE
9 TO 5,
YOU TIK AND
YOU TOCK,
YOU'RE ON
THE RIGHT PATH,
IN CONTROL,
YOU ROCK!!!
YOU REALLY DON'T KNOW
HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE,
COS, IN MY EYES, I SEE
YOU AS A 🌟 STAR 🌟!!!
SO, DON'T EVER FORGET,
WHEREVER YOU GO,
THAT YOU ARE ONE
OF A KIND,
I JUST THOUGHT
I LET TOU KNOW!!!


B.R.
3/21/2025
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