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 May 2018 Cam
Victoria
I am tired
 May 2018 Cam
Victoria
Lack of time suffocates me
No amount of coffee is enough
Will I breathe again even when time stops?
Great responsibility often mean money
But is the money worth the suffocation?
Even when I should sleep
I find it hard to breathe
Suffocation follows me
And he won't leave
My first poem on this site. Hello everyone!
 May 2018 Cam
Word Hobo
fallen warrior's    dying gaze  .  .  .
blurry sun    she braids gold rays
gilded strands     grace Avrey’s hair
misty     tear-pooled stare  .  .  .





Dodoitsu. 7-7-7-5 (26) syllables
gv  .2015

Pfc. B.V. ,  a 22 year old mother of a little girl named Avrey
was Killed in 2010,  by an IED, RPG attack near Kunar province,
(145 military women killed as of April.1.2013 in Afghanistan, Iraq & Kuwait
Pfc. B.V. ,  a 22 year old mother of a little girl named Avrey
was Killed in 2010,  by an IED, RPG attack near Kunar province,
(145 military women killed as of April.1.2013 in Afghanistan, Iraq & Kuwait
 May 2018 Cam
Traveler
DEALS
 May 2018 Cam
Traveler
Hell hounds
The buying of souls
I once met the Devil
Down at the cross roads
Deals were struck
In poetic prose
I rhymed myself
In to Hell's hold

And now whips of flames
Await my last breath
Mere songs and word
The demons all laugh
Eternal flesh laid to waste
Beware
The Devil wears
   A friendly face...
Traveler Tim

Actually I'm atheist!
 May 2018 Cam
Antonyme
Layers
 May 2018 Cam
Antonyme
An abandoned house
once a home
The dust stay to tell
the termites come to live
as the owners of the wood.
A picture hangs on a wall
A story written in his eyes
A smile drawn
Though, as I look
closer and closer,
deeper and deeper,
I see an imprefection
I reach and pull the seam
the fabric lets go,
revealing what was beging to be told.


A thought implanted in a passerby
...
A seed, growing
...
A tree, roots spreading deep
...
Pollinating a forest
...


but,
no.



Though, I ponder
another possibility.


My eyes sparkling against the moon


Walking past
My own house.
The story of a boy who does not know how to tell his own.
Enjoy!
 May 2018 Cam
Kim Essary
My Promise
 May 2018 Cam
Kim Essary
I will stand by your side because I always want you to stand by mine. I will try my best to consider your feelings in hope you consider mine.  I will choose my words carefully if we disagree and hope you choose yours just as careful when speaking to me. Each memory of us I will hold in my heart, and hope you cherish them the same. I will be loyal, honest and love you with every breath that I take. As I Pray you do also in every decision you make  You are My Soul  Mate. My Love My Very Best Friend,  MY HUSBAND TO BE,  til death do we part, forever You and me!
©kimmied1105
I love you with all that I have
 Apr 2018 Cam
april w
Beauty is pain
 Apr 2018 Cam
april w
She wakes up each morning
Looks in the mirror

She puts an oversized hoodie over

Straightens her hair
Like every other girl in her school
Oh no
She burns her finger

Covers her imperfections
With powders
That suffocate her skin

Coats her eyelashes
With sticky black goop
That crusts when it dries

Her mother calls her down for breakfast
“I’m not hungry”
She says
She hasn’t been hungry for two weeks

You know what they say
Beauty is pain

She goes to school
Why is everyone else so skinny?
And beautiful?
And perfect?
She wishes she were them

But what she doesn’t know
Is that
Those skinny, beautiful, perfect girls
Wishes they were her
This poem isn't about me, it's just something I've noticed about teenagers. Remember, you're beautiful and perfect the way you are <3
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