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This; not that

I never thought of myself as weird, 

exceptional, or damaged 

 

I assumed we were all one 

against a suicidally mediocre reality 

 

I never felt so alone as when 

I was intimate with people 

 

who embraced things as they were 

as part of their mental routines 

 

and yet somehow feeling we had 

enjoyed a meeting of the minds

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Matters | On it | Slip Permission | Flipping the Cup | Like Children | My fictional past | Select all the images with Motorcycles | Others | Game of Life | New music work | Gimme the Unusual |

Queering the Landscape (with audio and poetry film link)

Link to poetry film https://filmfreeway.com/QUEERINGTHELANDSCAPE


Bluebells stuck in-
between toes of 
gay man laying 
alone in woods.
Queering the landscape 
with every breath
as leaves fall. 
Feeling an affinity
with changing landscape,
the liminal lure 
of woodland wonderlands 
that appear unexpectedly
in suburban sprawl
where green hues 
paint their palette 
over concrete gr...

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Also by Lee Campbell:

Queering the Landscape | POO IN THE LOO | Kissing in Nero | Tactics of Seeing | Lucky Dragon Shirt | Green | The Tale of Aunty Rose | THREE HARD WORDS | DON'T LOOK YOURSELF (new version) | JEREMY HUNT | BEAST |

2024: Trev does another National Poetry Month in Texas and NaPoWriMo: Part 1 The Run Up

Image: The flags of West Yorkshire depicting the white rose, replacing the St Georges flags that had worn out. They were fitted to the car for short journeys to open mics, lets poeple konw where I'm from. 

 

 

 

 

 

22.12.23 – 1) It’s now December, time to remember this year almost gone

What went on what went right and what went wrong

In July it seemed right to go and book ...

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Post Traumatic Civilian

There's no stars out in this darkened sky.
As a curl up, on the hard floor to lie
I cannot lay safe, cozied on this soft bed.
Not with the noises and memories floating in my damn head.
The cracks and the bangs that rang out in the night.
Times I saw many men fall, disappear out of sight.

Was that today, yesterday, or maybe tomorrow?
No bravery left here there's only raw sorrow.
The noise...

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Also by Mike Horsfall:

Store Drive | Flat Packed | Night's Embrace | Cinematic Dream | Adopt | Angels Call | Dementia | Homeless | Do you remember? | First and Last | Dark Side | The Last of Us | True Cost | Rat's Race | The Lighthouse Keeper's Lament | Lest we Forget |

Warmental healthPTSDSoldierstress

Essence

I am stripped bare of all

but my faith.

I stand here shaking

in the wind.

Try to clothe me,

and I shrug my shoulders

in release.

I am dressed in garments

of sorrow,

all my dreams

are shredded rags.

But take no notice of me,

this emptiness

is my redemption. 

I am rising to meet the sun,

I will be propelled back down

to the green earth.

I am a chrys...

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Also by Hélène:

Love Song | Evening Reverie | Shimmering Light | Seasons of Life | Joyful Faith | What Do I Need, Really? | Butterflies Alight | Carry On, Oh Fellow Voyager | Look Up to the Sky | Sitting On A Cloud | I Ask | Walking |

Uncalculated Coitus

You touch me with your cold hands that have touched too many.

Finally making me feel seen and desirable.

As I gaze intently into your eyes, I notice you are not searching to see my soul.

You are simply seeing the face and lips that lie before you.

I hold hunger to be in your world, you only hold hunger to be in my body.

Although when you hold me tight, everything seems to be alrigh...

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intercourseinsecuritiesromanticheartbreakbodyimagepoetry

The Evolution Within

In this moment, I write what i feel

No longer creating imaginary plots 

As i overcome that teenage dream.

 

That seventeen year old in me

Played different characters all by himself

As he lived through that mere disbelief

Not knowing how it will go

In his mind, he wrote the script 

And discovered a feeling of relief.

 

Little did he know, the situation would turn up...

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Also by prakhar dhama:

Now or Never | Should This Night End? | The First Try |

Realitycontemplaterealize

Whispers of winter

You were the seed, small and unyielding,

And I, the nurturing earth, patiently wielding,

Sunshine and rain, a constant embrace,

Together we bloomed, a garden of grace.

 

We thrived for seasons,

Your roots delved deep,

We danced with the sun,

Secrets we'd keep.

 

But winter whispered,a frost in disguise,

Chilling the warmth in your once vibrant eyes.

 

Nature'...

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Also by Keletso:

The Universe Dreams | Darkness eater... |

Treacherous Tattoo

A name that once

Meant everything,

Is now slowly

Fading.

 

Sitting on

My back,

It claims to be

Stronger,

When I look at it

In the mirror,

I feel the

Terror.

 

I’m reminded

Vividly of the

Memories that

Made me and

The person that

Abandoned me.

 

The days that

Snatched the

Tenderness from me,

And made it hard

For me to f...

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Also by Manish:

Psychiatric Hospital | You | Flying Pollen | A Coachman's Lament | Amnesia | Changes | Thick-Skinned | Book Fair | Schrödinger’s Smiley Kind of Days | Blame the Moon | Reassurance | There's Still a Tomorrow | January | A Cold Goodbye |

Betting on all the odds

I think I'm falling,
But you’re just another guy,
I mentioned you in my prayers.
 
 
Cupid is calling,
But in the end I’d just have to say goodbye,
I told my mom about you.
 
 
I can’t sleep at night,
You show up in my dreams.
 
 
I think I have a crush on you,
No, It’s too good to be true,
I really want to try.
 
 
In the end the I’d bet on...

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Also by kwritessecretly:

on a deeper level | she's so pretty | 180 days | half a boomerang | stranger in the mirror | scattered constellations | where we once stood | april showers bring may flowers | spoken like lovers |

crushingdecisionsloveteenageromancefeelings

Draft Dodger

Are we allowed to be afraid?

Is it compulsory to fight?

Many would choose to be elsewhere

When faced with a foe and its might.

 

Are we a traitor if we leave,

Or a patriot if we stay?

It is no shame to show contempt

For warfare, and to keep away.

 

And ‘pacifist’, that grubby word

That hardly dares to speak its name?

Why should we join the ranks of hate

Or pl...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Saturday Night and Sunday Morning | Still Life with Massacre | My Perfect View | Give us all Your Money! | Climate Report | Guess Who? | A Village Cricketer's Lament | Words from Bucha (April 2024) |

WarpacifismUkraine

The indefinite sentence

 

I cannot wrench another word

from the mansions of my skull,

Within a room so cranium white

I close my eyes to welcome dull.

 

As the fish against a hook

that twists and turns its own gut free,

we'll rip the pages from a book

so others truth we cannot see.

 

We spin and we avert our eyes,

at bitterness of being wrong

promoting our own freeing lies

we seal...

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Also by David RL Moore:

A Disinheritance | Words of Love | A Life in the Day | Strolling Players | De-Compose | You can kill some of the people some of the time but you can't kill all of the people all of the time | Voyage | Suspended | Mutter | Gargoyles | Bastard | Tapestry | Better | The Appeal of The Licensing Laws | Ring ∞ Roads | Medals Schmedals | Oystercatcher Volcano | Beyond the Valley | Chair Leg |

"Let My People Go!"

The shattering sound of silence 

Debris of what was once a rich earth

Block by block hands labored of fortified minds

While those in command

Casted shadows from the sacred pulpit  

Maggots feeding on rotting corpses

Devouring tissues of divine sentiment 

Reincarnating the devil's will

The scratch hatches the parasite that infects the sound mind

Demons ready to feed 

T...

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Also by New Shoes:

The Wind Whispers........ | Razor Blades |

Beetle Drive

Headscarf on tight,
as if stuck down with araldite,
she shuffled into the church hall
on this raw, black evening
her lipsticked lips
smiling the compulsory smile
eyes wildly akimbo.
She nodded at neighbours, friends,
world without end.
she’d made the tea, Freda had the kids.
Fred hadn’t even asked her
how the appointment had gone
leukemia they’d said.
She wondered if she’d soon be...

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Also by John E Marks:

FOG at SEA | Shadowland | Levelling Up - the undeserving poor | Sea shine | A Time it was | circus poet | Setting off | Biba — 1967 | April showers |

Sweet Nothings

Queenship and Kingsman
The terms of endearment
scroll …
And, read through it

Except,
what’s in the fine print …

Maid of Honor …

If you would,
please …
As the left hand of the queen
swear your loyalty

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Also by Shawn Garcia:

Symbiosis of Broken Hearts | Star seeds ‘n’ the Cosmic egg - of life |

poetpoetrypoemlovenaturespiritualspiritualitygodmetaphysicsoccult

FOLLY'S FOOL

When you feel a fool to folly,

Or a surfeit of melancholy;

When it seems  you're on your own

And facing fractious life alone,

When it looks like hope is gone...

Go and put the kettle on!!!

.............. ......................................................

 

 

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

SAINT GEORGE'S DAY | LOVE, COME IF YOU CAN | OUCH! | WHY? | POETRY ON TV | PERVERSE |

SPRING CAFE

 

This homage is to Spring Café

(On Mondays sadly closed all day);

I seldom ever fail to stop

To call in at the Charity Shop

 

A welcome waits both warm and safe

For Charity’s in the Christian faith;

Among the diverse things they sell

Of course there’s clothes and books as well.

But at the bottom tucked away

You’ll find this wonderful café

 

It’s been here fo...

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Also by John Coopey:

SWINGING | THE NOB NURSE 2 | I BOUGHT MY FRIEND A TORTOISE | BATCHELOR'S RECIPE (A Haikoopey) | I SWORE I'D NEVER WRITE A VILLANELLE | My Life is Like Living on a Ship | WRONG ROAD ROUN' (An Urban Villanelle) | ALFIE THE PROPERTY MAGNATE |

Bungalow Dreaming

I’ve got my eye on a bungalow

now I’m ageing fast and living slow

not much to do, nowhere to go

A remote-controlled garage door

An en-suite on the ground floor

These are the things I’m looking for

My rosy afterglow

 

I’ve got my eye on a bungalow

Where I can unwind, go with the flow

Touch the roof it’s only low

A resin drive that’s easy to clean

No moss, no weed...

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Also by R A Porter:

The Eternal Flame | Ode to Lemon Meringue Pie | The Poets' Ball |

satiresocial satirehumoursuburbiaAgeing

Bag of mental luggage.

all hope flew out there on the lonely plains
destroyed my deepest feelings towards
survival mode kept roaring its ugly head
emotions searching escaping narrow mountain paths
its littered with filth climbing fits but please dont sink
we took that weightless battle straight by the horns
wrestling waves of depression sending them through transactions
reaching a strong...

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Also by RudyardK:

Back to nature. | I sight | Box 11 | Colony 2B | Repeat once. | Big brother. |

The Void

How many times must I 

call out to the void 

to realize my echo will

be the only answer?

 

I keep reaching out with 

open arms and open veins,

but all I get is tired and drained.

A still beating heart feebly pumping

in an empty carcass.

 

so I disassemble myself to

be made into something new.  

I tear myself apart, piece

by piece, to be lain across

the ...

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I Remember Joy

I remember joy
It was a long time ago
When the sun  shone brightly
And you wore a halo glow
The flowers were in full bloom
And birdsong filled the air
Under an azure sky we laughed 
In our world we didn't have a care

I awoke with you in the morning 
Each and every glorious day
I could see the sparkle in your eyes
The look of love nothing more to say
I held your nakedness tenderly in ...

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Also by Tom Doolan:

One Tear at a Time | Celebrate St George's Day | Pain Is Pleasure | Love Has Crucified Me | Amy - She Gone | April Storm | I Wasn't Expecting Spring |

gardens

"Look at the sea, how beautiful it is,
it inspires so many emotions,
like you do with the people you look at,
who you make to dream while they are still awake.

Look at this garden
and the scent of these oranges,
such a fine perfume,
it goes straight into your heart,

And you say: "I am leaving, goodbye."
You go away from this heart of mine,
away from this land of love,
And have you t...

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Also by Landi Cruz:

emotional detachment | amnesiac 3 | evensong | ..on earth as it is in heaven... | street fighter | we are not yet dead |

U. N. C. O. N. D. I. T. I. O. N. A. L. L. Y.

The desire to be with the one, unconditionally
The desire to be chosen, unconditionally 
The desire to be the one, unconditionally 
The desire to be protected, fearlessly 
The desire to be loved, limitlessly 
The desire to be cared for, forgivingly 
The desire to grow old with the one, certainly
The desire to be “we, us, our” 
The desire to be fed, care for, shower

The desire to seek lo...

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loveEternitypaiddues

Feeding Time

A pill to focus

Some pills to be thin

A pill for appetite

Pills to the brim

Ready your cameras

The meal has arrived

A pill as the main course

Some pills on the side

A pill to wake up

A few for your slumber

This pill for pain

Might put you under

A pill to connect

A pill to destroy

A pill to accept

A pill to annoy

Do you like this poem?!?.......

A p...

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Also by Evan Tyler:

Eviction Notice | To Whom it Should Concern | Breath of Life | Alien | What Do I Care? | Just Go |

A Sense Of You

Through yawning tangles of unsleeping night

in snatches of unbidden sight

I catch a glimpse of you.

 

Against the shadowed curtain’s gloom, I swear

that almost certain swish of hair

a whispered hint of you.

 

That shudder yesterday at my front door

when shower’s sudden petrichor

evoked a walk with you.

 

A sound of laughter on the evening air

that speared me ...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

St George’s Day | Wish You Were Here | River Of Tears | Villanelle | Uncomplicated | Favourite |

Ceasefire

Ceasefire 

 

colonialism.Even today it still exists

the very framework from which our empire persits divide and rule, do they take us for a fool? 

More than 2000 years of peace in palestine, built with sweat and tears, all to fall down within the last 75 years

 

extinction. While Israel continues it's endeavour, our leaders simply stand by

even worse, they tell lie after lie

...

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Also by Liam Mayhew:

Goree Island | Didn't your granny ever tell you? |

Acrostic

You Are

 

You are the cooling morning breeze

The song of birds from distant trees

The sway of summer's golden fields

The light that darkness cannot steal

The colours of a rainbow's sail

That drifts from sky to misty vale

You are the warming hug of dawn

The dusky twilight's sleepy yawn

And here I rest in dewy slumber 

Beneath your veil of untold wonder…

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Also by Stephen W Atkinson:

The Fields of Avalon (pt 2 & 3) | The Fields Of Avalon | Mind Garden |

Thewife

Good Read

Their memories shape and blend who I am.

Those I miss and are no longer here.

They’re like a crazy-long book that feels way to brief,

 

filled with short stories I never tire of. With each reading

from my book of hearts, I am grateful to the gifted authors

who share with me freely, what they still want to say,

written with love in stories that will always reside there.

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Also by Mike McPeek:

Pirate | Maybe Baby | Adagio | Talking with the Dead | True North | News From the Front | Hury Patience! |

A Boy and His Boat Named Bill   

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alone and afloat on the sea of tranquility, so peaceful, so warm and still

My boat is my friend, I call him boat, but he likes to go by the name of Bill

I don’t ask him why that name because when I do his mood turns sour

We’ve been drifting for a very long time, many days or perhaps an hour

Time drifts lazily like the sea with no beginning or end, it’s jus...

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Also by Tim Higbee:

Bucket Of Love |  Boy on a Stoop | Struggling With Those Two Roads | Common Sense | World View |

another waiting room; another waiting room (04/25/2024)

the tracts where sleep ran 

ducts thru navel 

smoky rivers, freshly stained 

while we wait, fidgeting in a

 too-big waiting room 

too big for just the two of us 

too small for all the thoughts 

too small

for the silence . 

 

it smells like a barber shop 

and the fixtures buzz idly 

bright, but flickering 

and I remember that 

you can't smoke in public anym...

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mascararunssprintingpantingwaitingroom

OUR HALL

The wall of our hall is ever so small

but the colour has to be right

lit by natural means by day

or a shaded bulb by night.

The colour has to be bright yet subtle

enough that would simply show off a mirror

the centrepiece of the wall of the hall

which though small is what welcomes you into the house. 

 

The decision's been made, plans have been laid

we've simply chose...

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Also by ray pool:

LETTING IN THE LIGHT | CUTTING MY CLOTH | ON APRIL FOOL'S DAY |

Just You

I want to hold you

Go out with you for a brew

Make you feel special

Have a playful wrestle

Gaze into your lovely eyes

Lay with you and watch the blue skies

Gently tease and touch your body

Making this into my daily hobby

Fill your life with laughter and fun

Making you into my number one

My heart is chanting your name

I know that you feel exactly the same

Let’s h...

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Also by Aisha Suleman:

Let The Music Play | Thinking About You | You Turn Me On |

Curves in a line

Are you alright?

Losing lines in my spiralled speckled sight

Out of hand, edging the paint

Were you ever in control?

 

Same route, different day

What is there more to say?

Maybe this day I'll tune in outside

And see what the world is trying to hide

 

It's a beautiful day, if you want it

Keep the cold wind somewhere in

Whether you like it or not

The sun is the...

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Also by Wordseffectbrew:

Coffee the face | The Privileged walk | The Loss | Escalate |

Carsundrivewindquestion

Is it?

Convictions lukewarm 

In the age of free-for-all;

Or is it freefall?

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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Hark... | moment. | Mulberry. |

Manchester

I’d love to say I still love it

And perhaps sometimes

I still do

Like when the sun meekly

Comes out

And stumbles out

Across the back of the old Victoria Station

- The effect is almost still magical

On the way, the sun even seems

To respect

This ancient monument

Which has stood

There since

The edge of time

(Well in my generation anyhow)

And has remained ...

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Also by Gray Nicholls:

Freedom |

Happy Hours for the Edgeley Faithful Extended

Singing the wrong notes

Nobody complains

Clapping the wrong beat

Nobody complains

Drinking far too much

Nobody complains

Cheering far too loud

Nobody complains

Late crazy dancing fans

Nobody complains

Rooftop crazy dancing players

Nobody complains

Happy extra time celebrations

Nobody complains

Crowded extra time partygoers

Nobody complains

Edgeley dr...

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Getting in the Right Frame of Mind |

Division One awaits

Synchronicities of life

In the golden twilight's embrace, Dorothy sat in solitude, her mind adrift in a tapestry of memories. As the setting sun cast long shadows, she pondered the intricate paths that had led her to this moment.

 

Catastrophes had blazed through her life like raging infernos, leaving behind charred ruins. But as the embers cooled, Dorothy realized the hidden blessings within. The loss of loved one...

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Also by Sunshine:

Letting go | WW III | Crazy Heartbeats | Keep going |

Self-actualization

In the depths of my mind, I sought to find

A treasure trove of thoughts, both mundane and grand

Veins and nerves, pathways defined

Leading me through a vast, uncharted land

 

Turning my heart upside down, I delved deep

Searching for emotions, vivid and bright

Feelings that within me, silently sleep

Awaiting to emerge into the light

 

Into my soul, I descended, a darin...

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Also by Ghazala lari:

The chaos | Elevate the soul | The stranger | Partial eclipse | "You'll do it all... effortlessly" | The quest | "Be the reason" | Settling scores |

Phoenicurus

how do you know
you’re a phoenix
when you’re born from ashes?

naked and fragile
fallen out of the sky
into a grey abyss

without the memory
of what you are
closer to death than life

what is left
when you’ve left
your past behind?

when your identity
has been plugged from you
like your feathers

nothing
nothing but silence
and darkness

 

only a spark
beyond the realm ...

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yinyanglifelaws

Self-Abusive Robots: Sizzletron

I had a little talk with me-myself-and-I:

The Mirror-mirror exercise, and all such invocations.

Affirmatron, Egoïtron, and Dogmatron of course

the roboticks in psycholitic schizzle.

And then The Holy Trinitron, firmly cast aside

this schmizomatic megolith of self-inflicted curses

to somewhere-somewhere particles no longer associate

dissociation with disassociation. 

 

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Also by Auracle:

I don't dwell on the negatives | A Special Place For Us | I thought about your art | Can we |

Self-Abusive Robots: Sizzletron

A mousetery solved

I kept flattening a bump on my newly aquired pumps,

It was annoying,the most uncomfortable of lumps.

I kept putting pressuure on the kink. hoping it would go away,

I decided to return the pair to the dealer ,£100 I did pay.

 

 

But one morning the sock on my right foot started to smell,

I pulled up the sole and underneath a dead mouse did dwell!!

My cat regularly brings in ...

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Also by hugh:

Live life to the full and forget your age | I jumped into the wrong plane | Wrong dog | “By the grace of God there’s been a revival .”said Grace | The honesty of a drink driver doesn’t pay | To rebrand the Post Offfice with a new name is a must !! | A ten pound note swallowed,as yet no change | A lack of doctor’s appointments,unable to be seen !! | A lack of doctor’s appointments,unable to be seen !! | Teenage sadness needs parental aid |

Rwanda Bound

His dad was Greek 
His mum Palestinian 
Born in Turkey 
He grew up a Syrian
He’s a man of fighting age 

He’s handy with a sword
He’s on a small boat
Coming over here 
Red cross white coat
He’s a man of fighting age

They stuck him on a barge 
In Portland harbour
Lobbying hard 
For his departure
He’s a man of fighting age

A soldier 
In a foreign army
We’re not racist 
To say ...

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Also by Steve White:

Al-Rashid Road |

St George's Day, Facts & Fallacies about William Shakespeare's Birthdate

Well, who would have known and celebrated that this year 2024 represents the 460th birthday of the pseudonymous "William Shakespeare" who apparently was most likely born on St. George's Day, the 23rd of April, or was it? There is a tendency among Stratfordian academics, eager to establish themselves as viable researchers and literary authorities to embellish, embroider and stitch together elements...

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Also by leonidas kazantheos:

Poetic Sense In Shakespeare's Text | The A-Z of Shakespeare's Prosody |

St. George's dayWilliam Shakespeare's BirthdaySt. Andrews DaySt. Patrick's DaySt. David's dayEnglish CalendarJulian CalendarFact & Fallacy

Collecting Dust

My aching is collecting dust,

Hidden away in the place I buried it.

I tell myself I do not miss it,

That I do not want it back.

 

But there's something in me

That reaches out toward it.

That breathes in and breathes out,

So the dust blows away.

 

I don't want my pain

But I feel it is a part of me.

I would not exist without it.

I would not be whole

without ...

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Nothing Works

 

 

Nothing works 1 & 2

 

https://youtu.be/N_jGOKYHxaQ

 

 

 

 

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Also by ZTK Space:

The Event | Unshouldered Rifle | All Shapes All Sizes, All Makes All Ways |

Wild Woman (22.)

In her garden she wasn't alone
The wind was her compass and the dirt was her soul
Birds sang
Trees wept
All that surrounded her made her feel at home.


-Happy Earth Day! 🌱

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Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:

"I'll take coffee and a shot of cynicism." |

Your Devotee

I remember you soley,

make me your only devotee

when your rememberance dies,

you may take me.

Before then I only hope to be your devotee.

Forgive me.

I only seek refuge in your resplendence.

Take me away from the corruption,

That I may worship you only.

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spiritualfaith

Undone

Black woman you’ve come undone

Carrying the weight of the world on your weary shoulders

The pied piper has come to collect your last remnants of sanity in exchange for sleepless nights 

Constant thoughts flood your mind’s eye

Strong, Independent, Sassy, Abrasive

Adjectives assigned against your will 

If only they knew you were

soft, needy, earnest, kind

In a hopeless state ...

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Also by Grace:

Ties That Bind |

Black womanhoodsacredshameguiltpiedpiperundone

Uncle Phil

Our house might not be the same now that I’ve slipped away , you might feel oh so empty and not sure how to fulfil your day . 

We shared so much memories , time and love .If you’re feeling lonely talk to me and I’ll be listening up above . 
Don’t be sad too long or grieve on the question why , I needed my time of peace but this isn’t us saying goodbye . 

You will hear me rustle through the ...

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A Special People

A Special People

 

We fought a war against a nation

who thought they were the Master Race,

and we the untermensch, the sub human race.

Now the world has the chosen people

God's elect and highly favoured,

with land carved out for them.

We are now the gentiles

the Goyim or the pagans.

It would seem that the majority 

of us cannot win as members of he 

Human Race.

...

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Also by keith jeffries:

A Seagull | Waking moments | I sat and listened..... | Those Sultry Summers | A Cockpit | An Open Mind | Rooms of Gloom | Prove it....... | Return to Oman | Andalucia |

The Mirror You Can't Hold

The Mirror You Can’t Hold

Rejection, deflection

Projection, projection

A profuse push of blame

With profound misdirection

 

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who is the most insightess of them all?

You say it is me?

No —  it  just could not be!

I am the truth

So why can’t you see?!

 

Everyone has done me wrong

My feelings are because —  of what you —  put me thro...

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Puffins at Coquet Island

Partygoers reluctant to depart.

Last stragglers of the colony line

the turf below the lighthouse.

The engine’s cut; August

wind chills faces. Some still

clump in, puttering outboard

motors frantically clattering

over us and terns on the rocks.

 

Wintering on the ocean,

returning with sand eel cargos.

The chicks spend years at sea.

What makes us think of them

...

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Also by Greg Freeman:

The ferry waits |

Unlikely tale of artist's brush with success

I sat spellbound in the Dog and Whistle public house,
as my ‘friend’ Montessa ordered fish and chips, with baked beans,
and it suddenly struck me that she had a very sexy voice.

The barman was so stunned she had to ask twice,
unaware of him admiring her slender body, 
a result of hours on her mountain bike,
so she now fits easily into skinny jeans.


I’d applauded when she told those so...

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Also by Kevin Vose:

Predictable rhymes make wedding bells chime |

Togetherness

Too heavy is the burden to save you, 

 

Too true are my reasons to try, 

 

In my failure I gave all the strength that I had but would stand up and look to the sky.

 

On our bare backs we carry our known worlds,

 

Helping others to prop up their own,

 

Collaboration will make the load lighter allowing us to make our worlds a home,

 

Was the time that we spent wor...

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Also by Luke:

The Final push | Dark Angel of Light | Saying goodnight to Farther |

Everyone’s a C*NT

 

Everyone’s  a  C*NT

I see the teenagers

Throwing things on the floor

A protest

Leads to the finger

 

Everyone’s a CU*T

 

The internet is down

They said they’d send someone round

Nobody came…

 

Everyone’s a *UNT

 

They’re blaring out music

On a crowded bus

Chatting to friends

Until ears start to bleed

 

 

Everyone’s a CUN*

...

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Also by David R Mellor:

A Little Bird |

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Waking up in Cape Town


The fall in full swing, summer has closed shop and sent the South Easter winds on holiday.

The moisture absorbed by the sun during the last days is spread like a blanket over the city. We woke up in a mist of clouds, and with no wind, the fog made its way down to the streets, playing hide and seek between the houses, daring the sun to chase it away.

Winter is unpacking its light north west...

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Games

In realms where dragons dance and knights do roam,

 In lands of magic, mystery, and chrome,

There lies a game where tales unfurl,

 In pixels, dice, and imagination's swirl.

 

Heroes bold with swords in hand,

Venture forth to save the land.

 Their destiny written in lines of code,

 Their deeds recounted in the digital ode.

 

Monsters lurk in shadows deep,

 Guardians...

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Entropy

Where has it brought me

To the point of hatred towards my own kin

Less in thought and more of it on me

Why do I hate my mother 

She’s taken my youth and discouraged my future 

Left to take hold of her addictions 

Copying what I know I don’t want 

So why do I carry on 

Doing things that I know resemble her

Cursed by a course of action

Product of a design 

Disgusted ...

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Black hole

Moon eyed she goes 

She is one of the stars

Lonesome she is 

In the presence of Mars

 

Soon her reflection renews

She is a planetary part apart 

Memories become brand-new 

She is solo in this system 

 

And as the lights dim 

He becomes hers 

She sucks us in 

Until everything’s hers 

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FAMILY

Be not a leaf

falling from a tree

Be a branch...

part of the trunk

with roots

to ground you. 

By Lynn Hahn

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familylife

Restore the factory settings of my heart

Eight thousand puzzle-piece
butterflies
fill the memory carded banks
of discarded blank
cyberspace Alzheimers.

An empty room with silhouetted views,
creating illusion imitating
hallucinations
of a promise to reinstall the words lost
to safety proof
false parachutes.

Without canvas-sized,
indestructible evidence
or ink-based remembrance -
only erasable by flames,
flood or
unsign...

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Also by Rob Cohen:

Jesus Wept (Unfinished Poem) |

Kim Phúc The Napalm Girl

In our World there’s been war after war.

That’s not what the World was created for.

Battles in the air, over land and at sea.

All that suffering makes no sense to me.

 

A countless death toll, forever to grow.

Invasion follows invasion, why is this so?

Wars over religion and the stealing of land.

Why are we like this…I don’t understand?

 

Bombs dropped or the thrustin...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Excuses...I Have None | The 98th Angel | The Watery Snare |

Attention Deficit Disorder

There’s lots of shops in Selly Oak

and I’m writing down their names

KwikSave

to show the wife when I get home

that I’m trying hard to change

New Look

I’m on the number 61 bus

after visiting a therapist

Barking Mad

I’m on the 61 bus because

I’ve got an Attention Deficit

Focus

I discovered it last Saturday -

well, my missus found it really

The Treasure Trove...

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Also by Ray:

Adopting At Our Age | A Day Unresolved | A Clockwise Direction |

Casanova

Who knew you were a veteran

when I was still navigating in this labyrinth 

I was just a neophyte

who tried to ignore our every fight

 

We tried to piece the jigsaw of love together,

But I’m insecure and you’re immature

 

Should’ve put a full stop before things became egregious 

And now the route turns devious,

It leaves me so lugubrious.

 

It was so fatuous 

...

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The Crossroads

The Crossroads
When your lost on a path down the darkest of highways
When you don’t have a light to lead down the byways
When the roads all converge on the charcoal tunnels
And the skyways take you to the dark smoking funnels.


When you look in the mirror and the bogey man stares back
When you formulate peace into your plan of attack
But looking around shows you only the corners
And eve...

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Also by mentalelf. Philk.:

Haiku |

Nature’s Green

Amongst emerald-coloured fields, where nature's dreams unfold,

Lush verdant hues paint vibrant tales, as yet untold. 

There, between the mystic realm of love and life, serene,

Landscape blankets woven, composed in shades of green.

 

Beneath canopies of majestic leafy boughs,

I lie silently alone and casually browse

an arborous ballet; mellow breezes reanimate the scene

Plié...

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Embrace the Power within !!!

Embrace the Power within !!!

The pursuit of a fulfilling career isn't wrong,

Ambition isn't a fault, but a song.

Self-belief isn't arrogance, but a guide,

Choosing which feedback to heed is wise.

In this one life, have faith and trust,

In yourself, you'll find your true thrust.

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Come back!

Honey, come back home 

I’ve been alone for so long 

I don’t know how to love anymore 

I’ve been waiting here in the light 

Could you close the door? I won't say a word. 

Let me know the stars, I’ll grab your back 

Just come back and let me love you one more time. 

 

Christmas lights adorn the aisle, holding hands, cinnamon smell, snow in your hair, I feel the warmth of your...

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Also by Dilsonn A. Mejía:

Like water |

Scrambled and Sunkissed

I feel you close but far away -

In a way I don't understand yet,

In a way I don't trust.

In a way, without demand

I find my thoughts drift to you.

If just motioned by a breeze,

I feel you moving through me.

I find it's never free, 

But forever attached to me.

I find time is open

But steps in metered syncopation.

I find myself frozen inside of it

I look for the a...

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Also by Katherine Page:

Caretaker | Sailboat Tales | A Solemn Mardi Gras |

Frivolity of Youth

Oh the laughter I do remember, being young, selfish and carefree

Oh Hi everyone, it’s all about ME and shall I tell you little bit more about ME

Sorry dad I know you’re distressed, and looking pretty low

My taxi is here, I really have to go

Mum in seaton sluice, and seems to be fine

Nick in Australia towing the party line

Don’t think my emotional development...

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Also by harriet rusby:

(untitled) |

Thin

The thin zone is barley seen

Lurking between the sea and the sky , 

A slice of mist 

Blink and it’s gone 

It hides between the sun and the moon

A sliver of the cosmos 

Infinite in its depth 

Drawing the eye 

Playing with the dawn 

Appearing somewhere and nowhere 

Always out of reach

Ahead of the game 

Leading a dance amongst the stars 

The thin zone 

Betwe...

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...

Remove these emotions with clinical precision 

Remove them all at your discretion 

Become much less than component parts 

Scrutinised as I am torn apart 

 

Replace them all with new awareness 

Feelings replaced by unfeeling numbness 

No hope, no fear, no love, no pain 

No things to confuse my rewired brain 

 

Survey the world with detached estimation 

Free from the...

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a chapter of fear

a friction of a sense,
is a friction of a power
fear is a sense of fear
fear is a sense of friction
a sense is a sense of fear
a sense is a sense of friction
knowledge is power,knowledge is fear,knowledge is friction

power is a sense of knowledge
power is a sense of fear
knowledge fear fear
fear outweigh fear
fear is a power of fear
outweigh power,outweigh fear
knowledge outweigh kn...

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Silvery Wins

Still chasing nickels I appear to be well off

Deceived by appearance, fellows beg for shares

I am only learning to live, while surviving

 

Leads in my lane still hop from coin source to another

If it ain’t for money than what? I wondered

Turns out there’s mental health and mutual respect

 

The capitalism path I solidly believed is fading in trail

Counting down to letting...

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THE SOUND OF MY VOICE IN YOUR MOUTH (A monostich)

This poem should have not been written in the first place. 

This poem should being have something else.

This poem is different from its original meaning.

This poem is on fire when it should have been a spark. 

This poem should have been deleted or worded differently.

This poem should have been not collected or mistranslated. 

This poem should have been left as a sentence.

This...

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Also by Andy N:

Sonnet 8 - Chorlton Bookshop | Sonnet 1 - Chorlton Water Park |

There Was Wind Blowing In The Trees

My grandparents names stand in front of me

Hundreds of yards away from each other, neighborly

 

They were always a city away,

But now so close for eternity.

There with the named and the nameless,

Where so many lives remain only in memory.

 

There was wind blowing in the trees,

Sun beating down upon our face,

Some of us walked on,

Some of us stayed.

 

Flowers ...

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Solitary Notebooks

Solitary Notebooks 


I've not known you

or heard you

nor been close enough

to hear you sing

some somber lullaby

to the strangers you

speak of softly and

suddenly, strangers that

deceitfully stained

your stockings

and white lace dresses

leaving through the

back door of neon lit

buildings with their

cracked concrete walls.

Yet I see

some sense

i...

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The internal conclusion

The internal conclusion 
of what’s happening inside
is confusion
and I’d be the dying bride
The confusion, 
the names he throws at me
The conclusion,
the fact that is obvious to see.

I’m not me, but still not you,
I’m not free to be, compared to what you do.
I’m not the one, and you cannot choose it
We cannot run, and you will lose it.
The conclusion will be.

The internal emotions...

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Also by Trix Joyce:

The Inner Feeling |

April 2024 Collage Poem: All Too Much

Too many holidays. Let's go to

Blackpool instead

 

A citadel, a red crescent, a wing

When oh when - tell me the fighting ends soon

Words weaving pictures

Wonderful windows on the world

 

Drink the water   Ride the 192

Round we go again, with these selections

Florid foreskins, tea-stained, tobacco

stained perhaps?

 

As the knife slides into diva flesh

Prin...

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LIMINAL

LIMINAL

Flat in your bed

like a crushed soldier

when the old cause

has dissolved into defeat,

congealed to history.

 

In here the weather 

is uncertain - it's been

raining intermittently

for days; I mark

your little snores, try

to guess at the interior,

 

imagine a fiction

wherein I could conjure

peace, an alternative

reality where the soldier

...

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Mindless Sheep

Mindless Sheep.

Looking across the turbulent river to the hilly greeny- brown bank.

Sheep grazing, unhindered by thoughts of existence.Just being..

Knowledge of Past and Future transitory.Only the present.

Death inevitable.The future a pleasant meal for hungry carnivores .

Their purpose in life achieved.Their sacrifices unacknowledged.

 

The duality of existence,.Life and deat...

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Also by Ornella. Bushell:

Did I leave the heater on?(at the shop) |

Just a backup plan

In the shadows of his twisted desires,

He did not lose her, but pushed her away,

A deliberate act of cruel betrayal,

Disrespecting her wishes, mocking her dreams,

Forcing tears to fall for all she held dear.

 

He did not release her, but forcibly cast her aside,

Taunting her with his callous friends,

Their covetous eyes hungering for her compliance,

To serve as a pawn in...

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“Jinx”

We accidentally wore the same outfit, The wooden door gets knocked on, I’m just inspired by the truth, I channel my desire when I’m around you, let’s discuss the very part where our journeys intersect, struggle for felicity, Fanciful thoughts linger through the day, pondering what specific difference in my life is gonna lead to a change, where’s Waldo in advance, God walked me to the well, Thirst ...

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Dostojevski

Hindu sin removers and Muslim messengers of god
Lost in a summer collection for permanent pilgrims
But none of them heard about Dostojevski

The sea doesn’t sell itself, these waves need to be sold
Can we now please talk about Dostojevski?
No, we will talk about series instead

When I sleep, cockroaches inject botox in my face
Their syringes squeak while they cite Dostojevski:
“La beauté...

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DAWNLIGHT

The dawn creeps in,

yet I'm lost in night, 

Where dreams are shackles, 

holding tight. 

 

The world awakens, 

yet here I lie, 

In shadows deep, 

where my hopes sigh.

 

The sun's warm promise feels so remote, 

In this silent room, 

where sorrows float.

 

A mountain steep, 

each task, each chore, 

Through fog and fear, 

what am I waking for?

 

...

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Also by The Wordsmith Highlander:

Gin Lament | In the Hearts of Fathers and Sons |

Life Stories

Is your life story a happy one?
Is it blissful and uplifting?
Or do you find yourself with no direction?
And always seem to be drifting?

Does your life story have some purpose?
Or are you just going through the motions?
Do you understand your heart and mind?
Or are you confused by your emotions?

Is your life story one of great success?
Or have you lost your zest and zeal?
Do you live...

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Inconsequential

And so it's done

That dream I saved 

I cherished and nurtured

Fed the best parts of me

Now dried up and decaying 

Crumbling like flaky pastries

 

The color all gone 

Now grey and dusty

Like cobwebs in corners

Of long forgotten rooms

Like dirt on windows

No one has looked through 

 

The feeling I had

All diminished and dead

No longer a heartbeat 

O...

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Also by Ella Oak:

Thoughts of the wife of a pedophile | Lost Inside | North Rainforest Spring |

Miscellaneous

Almost they spell me

I switched my focus towards him in an instant

Literally impossible to walk away.. although

I know there's snakes in the distance

 

Rats they scurry and take ..calculated

Even rats have a system

He says I love you ...It's reciprocated

Intrusive thoughts making me a victim

 

When did love start hurting

we combined souls through trust

Lower fre...

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

Mark and Sara | Chanel | Marcia |

Miscellaneoustrustpoem

Eternal Field

I one time dreamed a dream wherein I walked within an open field,

where every step a memory was, and every breath was poignant filled.

 

I saw each day I ever lived, they all bled slowly into one.

Each opportunity to give now stood a moment left undone.

 

I saw each thing I ever owned and tried so hard to justify,

but every effort woeful fell and I was left to wonder why.

...

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Also by Jeff Bresee:

Dusk | I Used To Have | The Truth Concealed | The Winds Of Change | It's Time | Simple Ways |

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A little trip

In the abysses of your eyes

Launching myself

To take a little trip and realize

Trying to make sense.

 

I will probably find colours and

Infinite kindness,

Delicate magic imaginary hand

Giving soft caresses.

 

Or will it be a chaotic symphony

Precious music

Sweet anarchy you make pretty,

Beautiful archaic.

 

After all maybe it’s better not to.

Graciou...

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My Mother

Suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling,
that replaces the blood in my veins.
The blood that drips down my arms,
as the blade finishes its journey,
across fair, thin flesh
that hardly holds together,
as it is sliced
in a repeating pattern of line,
after line,
after line.

These were not the patterns
that I learned about,
in my younger years,
patterns of numbers and shapes.

These were pa...

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New Compilation

New compilation of poems and short stories. Featuring work by Mark SaFranko, u v ray, Dann D ford and more.

 

Books | Yellow King Press (yellow-king-press.com)

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one day i'll be a star

told you about all my hopes and dreams

I wanna be a writer and teacher,

the only things I feel like i'd be good at

you ask to see my work and I refuse to show you

 

a few months later I joke about how funny I am 

you say I should become a comedian

to be honest I've thought about it

why not dump all my trauma onto people and merely laugh it off?

 

after we broke up I t...

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Rejection

Through my forever chaotic and turbulent life

Everyday on this earth  I've had to face never ending turmoil and strife 
To maintain positivity my god I have to fight
Bullied and beaten at school for being blind and wonky eyed
Then Manipulated in my teens by elders who I was blind to not see were not on my side
Continously searching to find someone to accept my heart and mind
Even as an adu...

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A Love Song by Khagani Shirvani

Khagani Shirvani (1126-1199)

Afzaladdin Khagani Shirvani, the poet-thinker of the 12th century, is one of the most famous literary figures not only of Azerbaijan, but of the entire East. He is the first and most brilliant representative of the Renaissance period literature in Azerbaijan.

The poet who had been brought up in an Azerbaijani family in the city of Shamakhi mastered Arabic and Pe...

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Citizens

Citizens

 

The Bakers, the Millers, the watchmakers.

The clerics, the priests and the reeves.

The plougher of fields and the sower of seeds.

The bankers, the scoundrels, the thieves.

The farmers, the tailors, the shopkeepers.

The woman who sits home and weaves.

The godless, the hypocrites and sinners.

The bishop who prays and believes.

 

The innkeepers, drunks and ...

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Looking in the mirror

Take your time,

One step at a time,

Take your shoes off,

Let some steam off,

Where did that time go?

 

Looking around every corner,

Treading carefully to avoid the lines,

Never let your guard down,

Tie your hair up,

Every second counts.

 

Let yourself breathe,

Be free from your restraints,

Every path has been walked before,

It’s ok to be unsure,

Chan...

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Mighty Mite / Earwig

In March 1914 an earwig held up 600 tonnes of rail traffic at Hounslow Station…

Earwig / Mighty Mite

When everything came to a stop
The signal said nothing should go
The hustle and bustle of London life
Was forced to slow down in Hounslow

They checked every inch of the line
For buckles and cracks in the track
But as nothing was found on the great underground
Not a train could go out...

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