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Feeling
Is difficult to express
In words.
Yet I know
What the horn player
Means
When he plays his chords.
Pain can't be made
Plain to those
Who don't feel it,
Yet I know why
The pianist sobs with
Eyes that are dry,
His fingers moaning
A cry of mourning,
Filled with dread.
Until his fingers
Are the ones that
Sob instead.
David Bojay Nov 2017
I was too lazy to spit my gum out

but I walked 15 feet to make myself a coffee

I didn't notice the trash can, sadly....

I walked back to my seat... (eager!) to drink my little coffee with 2 creamers... I usually drink it straight black

I was thinking about my pride and I envisioned it to be the gum in my mouth

So I swallowed it

gulp

I noticed the trash can afterwards

The coffee is good
David Bojay Nov 2017
one day

when it all goes to ****

just remember....

what you were, and why you became this way

just remember....

you'll never be the same, even if you feel like it
Evi Dent Halo Oct 2017
(Poppy tears)
"Why you crying baby?
You've been sober ten years!"

Dopamine, slow adrene'
My dog cried tonight
Sad soul was on the rug last night,
Had a shape like my best friend
And a face just like her grin.

There are droves of drugs in all the land
Fitting for every palm- and calm every hand.
For pride, for want, for lust, for hate.
The poppy tears make us salivate.

Sober or not, monster locked in the tower
Monster locked in cellar
Monster in the kitchen with grandpas cancer.

Hereditary,
Dietetic.
We cant help but look at each other and say:-
"The human race is pathetic."

Cold compress holds us back,
Every ant has a poison that gives her heart a heart attack.
With every wasp, and hornet kind
Comes a fever,
That just melts the mind.
FINV "The Allegation of Mui Po." v4 (9/20/17-10/2/17) by Evi D. Halo
Gautam vasisth Sep 2017
I'll change
Everything I am,
Everything I was.
And my turn has come
The armour is set
The orders are done
The "game" now is on !
The battles have begun
Jaaved'aani jaan'aejaan
Don't yawn back to sleep
Post Renaissance
Go !
No holding on to root
Which hinders that pursuit
No plunders, wars,or loots
No rapes and guns
No violence or those
Tease or Boo's or hoot  !

Change !
Everything that's bad
All children who'r sad
All oldies ,goldies ,mad !
No touching, judging, *******
To the nuts who're simply glad
For
the time has come ,
The armours is set
And the orders are done
The "game" now is on
the battles have begun .

Change !

Change !

I'll change
Everything I am .
Everything  I was !

Change .

-Gautam vasisth
I am starting with the man in the mirror. I am asking him to change his ways !
Arlene Corwin Aug 2017
Seventy And Eight

Seventy and eight:
You’ve set aside some vanity.
What was it but priority?
And some priorities have changed.
Acceptance of some disappearance;
Change of balance, skin that’s run the distance,
Re-arrangement of the substances inherent -
                                                       or you thought..

When you’re nearing birthdays
Each and every twelfth ****** month,
You shun
The cant if you’re observant.
‘Happy Birthday’ not so plain.
This has that… and that’s a pain.
Marriages have come and gone,
You’ve eaten everything on offer.
Gone the need to empty coffer entertaining.

Suffering more neutralized;
So many friends and kin have died.
You’ve channeled drives
That used to thrive on pleasure.

With a birthday coming up
You’re going down each second’s unit
So immeasurably tiny you can’t count it.

Here is where it gets didactic:
Birthdays coming up – don’t hope but have it.
As for vanity, retract it.
That’s it.

Seventy & Eight 10.28.2012/revised 8.27.2017
Birthday Book; Circling Round Vanities II; Birth, Death & In Between II;
Arlene Corwin
Somebody's birthday - message universal
Shofi Ahmed Aug 2017
Life is short
comes and goes
but the meaning is not
is timeless universal
is live!
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2017
Heaven, Hell and Earth
Rise or fall, rebirth
High, low or deep
Joy, sorrow and grief
Kewayne Wadley Jul 2017
The universe spins
Eyes swirl around a cup of tea
The spoon is patient
Your love for me has opened the window from the start.
Your love for me has sent a warm breeze to my heart.
Your love for me is distant like the luminous stars.
Your love for me is distant like Venus and Mars.

Your love for me shines like the brightest star.
Your love for me wonders where you are.
Your love for me feels light years away in space.
Your love for me will allow us to meet face-to-face.

Your love for me is luminous like the white moon.
Your love for me will happen very soon.
Your love for me reminds me of the Milky Way.
Your love for me wants me to pray.

I want to wish, and pray upon a shooting star.
I wish you were here because you live so far.
When this wish comes true..
All I want to be is with you..

I will imagine your manifestation by my side.
I will imagine you resting your head on my chest all night.
I will imagine you gazing into my eyes.
I want to imagine this all night..

All I have to do is realize you are far away..
All I have to do is pray everyday.
When all the shooting stars eventually connect..
In the end we will meet, and that will be perfect.
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