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Bowedbranches Apr 2019
Each decision were given
every sentence we spit
has been mapping pathways
and to be honest...I'm afraid

I couldnt handle losing
Something so beautiful
Locked
behind our thot chakras
Pupils loosen to
Go all optical
Ilusions
project on screen


and how likely it could be
IT leaves me paranoid
I refuse to be the lepper led
to the poison pit
by somee lovely deceiving mirage

watch it bomb
get up and trek on
can't just let them watch
me rot
Cam, come on,
can't keep stopping

Wake up daily and thank god
I'll always pay homage
to the lot
that taught me this

perpetually in debt
to these lessons
I can't seem to get
cuz I guess Im thick headed

Not all is lost
I know it seems
****** off but there is still
plenty of pretty moments

closing in
freakin focus
or before you lose them
Erom elims Oct 2014
The gem of eons, a breath from procreation.
Diamond girl whose radiant shimmering brilliance everwhere,
Precious like a humming bird's fluttering ballet across
the miles thumping, blooming, circling mechanical planet's churn.

Gaia's sprouting within millennials and ghost archives,
Caesalpinia's in jolt,
dandelions swivel into the blue giant above
as we run across green fields chasing birds capturing molecules, an essence of birth from our start.

I freeze the moment.
Click the shutter in my minds eyes and breath in.
Father time is rounded ubiquitous and tapping on my shoulder,
we fight, we hug, we talk laugh and cry.

Your my star-light in the midnights in my life.
I'll battle dragons, lepper's, thief's and tyrant's to protect my priceless princess.
An infinite germination of lovely and bright smiles.
A piece of art,
swipes, stokes, illuminating those adjacent,
generosity painted all over you.

Curious, like kittens in the spring-timeburst of floral,
the energy of a thousand supernovas hides in the filaments of your young mind.

An Einstein, a monet, a ford and a connection to the mystery of life.

A child of much wonder.
Go on and tackle the world you mighty kid!
Fight who or what ever comes your way.
Brujo Alligatore May 2015
I'm ok
So long as I remember to shhhh.
I get so ******* embarrassed
If I get noticed doing anything
Intending anything.

If I have to choose where to stand
Or who to sit with on a couch,
My brain sizzles and I can't move
I'm stopped up with shame

I like ending up places,
Speak only when I need to say something
I don't want to decide.
I hate choosing anything.

I'm great at dealing with
What I'm given.

I love to sit near anybody.
The lepper, the charming dude, the sweet lady, just don't make me pick!!!!!!!
Anxiety
Jonathan Dyhre Jun 2013
Han bøyer hodet mot vinden
Kjenner historien svinne hen bak lukkede gardiner
Tenker på den kvinnen
Den kvinnen
Hennes blodrøde lepper
Bak mørke øyne
Ligger det en bunnløs frykt
*** faller tungt til bakken
Døden venter ei på solskinnsdager
Sander S Vatn Sep 2017
Pennens krigere
Vi som faller ved sverdet
Men som aldri dør
Våre ansikter blir glemt
Men ei de ord vi skriver
Vi er udødelige
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi som kan tape vår frihet
Men som aldri blir dratt bort
Våre ord lyster til opprør
Men vi tyr ei til vold
Vi er uovervinnelige
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi som flyr som fugler
Men som er fanget i bur
Våre drømmer er om himmelen
Men de blir lært i lenker
Vi er fanger i vår egen kropp
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er små og store
Men det er ikke stort
Våre ord kan skrives for en
Men gjentas på tusen lepper
Vi er uforutsigbare
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er brødre og søstre
Men ei av samme blod
Våre forskjeller er store
Men vi står alle sammen
Vi er forente
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi som søker svar
Men som våger å leve
Våre ord kan vekke lyset
Men bare i vises hånd
Vi er tankens venn
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er helgener for de vise
Men slanger for de tankeløse
Våre ord kan gi sannhet
Men bare for de som ser
Vi er de som åpner øyne
Vi er pennens krigere

Pennens krigere
Vi er forsvarere av våre verdier
Men det er ikke alltid bra
Våre ord kan spre hat
Men bare om kjærlighet blir glemt
Vi er gode og onde
Vi er alle pennens krigere
I'll translate this poem to English later on. The poem is to hounour poets past, present and future.
Briscoe Oct 2019
Leopard, lion, lepper, lime, linger on.
Sounds. Silence. Seduction. ***. Super serum.
Dilly dally, dissolve dandelion.
Boil, bobble, brim, burst, babble on hobo, ***.
Sonidos sin dirección.
A purple puff pronounced 'poem.'
"William Shakespeare died on 23 April 1616, his 52nd birthday. In truth, the exact date of Shakespeare’s death is not known, but assumed"
-No Sweat Shakespeare
kevin Apr 17
lexus nexus brass key ring lepper colony
handwritten news flash, useless proffessors of prison homage
needn't speak slavery tongues to foreign investment particle
irish poetry ink well conclusions

free writing anti profit wellness realism

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