Obsessive Shopping

Years ago I was impulsive and easily led

A shopping spree when I bought up everything in sight

I was obsessed with the need to possess

to have and own more despite the cost

Sales drew me like a magnet of desire

I rummaged to find style and size together

My wardrobe and bookcase creaked under an excessive weight

When back indoors with my latest booty

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At the tiny garden centre

a Ford Ranger pulled in,

window went down,

husband as controlled as a fist,

sullen, white T shirt

stayed in the car. 

Wife, blowsy, voluptuous

exhuding brute sexuality

got out. 

Two identikit boys followed:

slightly tubby, cropped hair,

white shirts and ties. 

Probably come from church,

such is their custom on a Sunday.

"Wher...

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Two college students shop to find some beverages to fill their apartment fridge for the next week,

The man and his wife are showing their daughter a crab and a habitat, planning to surprise her for her ninth birthday,

The father of two daughters decides to buy a dream tent, so they can have sweet dreams at night,

The husband is finding a Valentine’s Day card for his wife,

The boyfriend...

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Here in these fields- all battlefields,

and day bit fiercely into night-

call not for final victories

but sing glad of tommorow's fight.

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There are times when blogs on WOL resemble a procession

Of  those who might be better suited going to confession!

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After the rain on the damp with the dew
And the scent aromatic like sassafras
Where the girl walked bare foot 

the declivity steep
But an effortless jaunt, 

pinnacle to shallow in obstinate manor.
The girl in undress 

through the plaza she rides
Cheers plentiful,

 suitors in abundance

But her eyes fixed hungrily

 awaiting her nemesis.
And all this pluvial,

 the rain her ...

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I found a picture of you in my arms,

Sleeping securely, safe from harm,

As you knew it, anyway.

Your trust for me was complete,

You wanted for nothing

And thought of my love only

As often as a bird thinks of sky.

You didn’t yet know people

Can go away or even die.

I know how things changed,

But I can’t bear to think of it.

I picture you now, with your love

...

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What's that I see in yonder tree

I swear it's a giraffe

It turned to me in mock surprise

And just gave out a laugh

My poetry has gone downhill

I think I'll go to bed

Here's hoping that when I wake up

There's something in my head

What's that ?! The tree is running by

Giraffe is in pursuit

I'm seeing things I know 'aint true

The poor tree is uproot

...

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I'm just a number,
Put me in the back.
One of these days,
I swear I'll fucking snap.

Always keeping it in,
Forever pushing it down.
One day I'll strike this match
And burn this place to the ground.

Empathy is a curse,
A color I wear well.
I'm sick of always wondering
How other people feel.

I don't take care of myself,
I just bury my own bone.
I'm always there for everyone
But ...

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Why you do me so wrong 
Why you shit on me all day long 
U do me dirty like a damn tampon 
Haven’t heard from you all day long 
Like cmon 
Look at the shit u be on 
U do me like a damn peon 
What type of love is this 
Why you gotta put me thru this

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This love is not gentle, it is outraged

By the self-interested scuttling to safe burrows,

The building of walls, the digging of mass graves.

This sadness is not sorrowful, it is ashamed.

These reasonable, rational, sensible words

A smoke screen for cruelty, cowardice,complacency

In the maggot ridden blood of human nature.

This anger is not rage, it is the deepest kin...

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Is the idea of you what drives me? Sensory overload when memories emerge. I still smell the fresh fuck, and can taste the sin of you.

Remembering calloused psalms urgent with primitive need feeds my fantasy. Logic dies as pain blossoms with pleasure.

Chained to lustful memories feeds my gluttonous pursuit of this craving. Can you not see the willingness to submit to you when all others bows ...

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I found someone I loved and I'm letting them kill me
It's been 18 months without you and still counting
But I'm still waiting at that damn stop sign from 11 to 12
So you can count on me when everything goes wrong

I've always been so hard on myself waiting on you
It's been 18 months without you and still counting
No one can break me but you
I'm here begging for death everyday she's not her...

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Personal contact

Thursday, 31st may .2018

He doesn't know

when I blow

my whistle for the invite

but he gets delighted

I free the thought

to go near and don't get caught

as I want to remain unknown

till he tries to own me

He is real and dashing personality

I know of him clearly

I have some fascinations

and really wants to have the close rel...

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What has this world come to?

What has my world come to?

Everyday I drown my sorrows with booze, sex....anything I can

I’m trapped inside my head

Images of what was, and what could be

...flash before my eyes so vividly

like I’m there

But I’m here...why can’t I live here

Why can’t I be happy here, I’m certainly not happy there

I’m drowning...

I’m dyi...

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If you were in a garden full of flowers

with some weeds

Would you look at the flowers 

and enjoy their beauty

or

Would you look at the weeds

thinking the gardener needs

to do a better job?

By Lynn Hahn

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I'm aware of the irony of putting this here.

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when the siren sound of my love casts an endless ocean of dopplers upon me, as though lightening does from above in a brutal storm, my soul, my heart, my everything surrenders to the tantalizing taste of his audible delicacy. created from one, the one, the one love lost to the sea of the dead and the to the disease of greed still for me it is pride which fills my chest as i lay to rest to the swee...

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A serendipitous moment
So wonderful in its fortune
A wealth of wonderful adventures
was laid before us.
A path that was destined not to last
gave us truly happy times while we were walking it. 

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Lines

I would wake up every morning,

reasons hidden in my rhymes,

Searching for a new horizon,

travel always on my mind,

Always looking for my station,

mindful of departure times,

Till I found my destination

just along a different line.

I will meet you on the platform

even if your train runs late,

On this journey of a lifetime

what's another hour'...

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Telling someone to be happy is like telling them how to ride a bike with no training wheels. 

I’ve been told how to be happy for 18 years of my life. 

No ones ever taught me how to do it for 2 years now that I am 20. 

I want to put my training wheels on but life is so short and passing me by. 

I no longer have the screws to tighten them back on.

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An angel skidding in

between outstretched wings

drags behind his fantail

and sparks the flames--

the air is sheared and feet

dig deep into the turning earth

to send forth tremors

and stir from sleep

both the restless

and the peaceful...

We know these things:

there are N many revolutions

in an age

and Z is the magnitude of tears

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No more shouting daddy

No more crying mama

Too much fighting 

mom and dad

 Don't you see I suffer?

No more daddy 

No more chaos

I continue to be sad

So am I still suffering?

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I know I have no right to stand here

and attempt to speak for my sisters

and brothers of colour.

I stand here in awe to applaud

their strength and their courage,

their patience in the face of 

relentless abuse.

As a child I was picked on,

excluded, abused;

I was ginger with freckles.

But now I am grown,

I doubt I’ve been ever

turned down for a job

or a h...

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Wouldnt it ust be easier if we had a reset button

Like in video games, you can just redo everthing

if somthing isnt working you just hit the refresh

if only life was that easy

Every mistake we make follows us for a long time

you cant restart

you cant avoid it

and you cant restart

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I

I’m

I’m s

I’m so

I’m sor

I’m sorr–

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Quiet the night
Gloomy and mist
But dancing stars with,
Glissando bliss.

Blushing the flower bud,
Covering to a leaf.
Seeing the sun rise,
She always wished.

Her shimmering smile,
And his glimmering eyes.
The flower just bloomed,
With a magical sign.

Roovi ♡

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Once upon a time,
There was a city, 
a blue river was it's veins,
whose water was sweet and pure,
fishes merry and dance in it.

Cool and breezy air pampers the river.
Trees dancing over the celebration of nature, 
accompanied by the laughter of kids, 
who were sometimes playing
or swimming in the river. 

The river was a beautiful heaven, 
Yes, it was heart of the city. 
Near the ri...

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The mystic rain
Pours 
From the umbrella sky
In a rainbow 
Of shining puddles
Laying beneath
What went before
Leaving no answers
As the dying questions
Fizzle 
In the half light
Left by the place
Where the sun
Used to be
In the space
Between shadows

your soul
Hiccups
Whilst your mind 
Dances
And you whisk
Yourself away
Into
The infinity
Of madness
Where a world
Spins
I...

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She was like a poem

few could understand, 

an ocean hidden in a drawer

with a white winter freeze, 

a blue summer breeze…

A yellow autumn leaf…

And a white withering rose...

From a late green spring…

He was a travelling pawn…

Confused within a wild roundabout...

Like frenzied carmine

searching for her rainbow lips…

She was a like poem 

few could und...

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The children are all tucked in,

Mother's said goodnight,

turned out the light,

 and closed the door.

Almost immediately,

three are asleep.

But the oldest lies awake,

mind working away.

She thinks about storms

and horns

and babies born.

Her brow furrows

as she thinks,

whar have we done?

There's too much death,

suffering,

hunger,

war,

depression,

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Not exactly dressed for the kill-

Hell, she can’t even walk

In a straight line-

But she’ll still be able to find her way

To you.

In these heels,

In those thoughts,

She dances with wine bottles

While headphones play

Some song

That had nothing to do with you.

Bare feet circle bare floors;

Bare hands hang onto

Bare walls-

Or the toilet seat.

She feels poet...

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At the bar, watching you work
breaking the waves
going cabin to cabin

An opiate look across your eyes
pushing to feel the rush
surging into the night

There's a high between those thighs
you've been falling
for the feeling of falling
hooked 
on the commodity of love

See them capsize
or to splash inside another's eyes
the static shock of fingertips and kisses
the life eclipse
se...

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Lost In Translation

I was there to help you

when you needed my advice,

I faced my brothers bullets -

was prepared to pay the price

of ostracism

in my fathers land

because I fought for justice

and decided to make a stand

against the corrupt message

of the terrorist breed.

I wanted to scourge my land

of their demon seed.

So I stood at checkpoints

a...

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Late Night  Thoughts

1: „You know the feeling you get

When you just lay in your bed

Stare at your ceiling

Thinking bout life and its meaning

Realizing that nothing will last

Future, Present and Past

None of them matters

Cause nothings forever”

2: “So if life doesn’t matter

Then death doesn´t matter”

1: “yeah but guess what´s better?”

2:”Mhh… ...

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In the years that followed she left no time for sorry

Days and nights were spent in clinches and with the cliches of travel

to hold and be held, 

the most holy of desires,

became necessary and consuming

Only when the last cock crowed did she feel the hope of new lives leave her soul, 

where she’d held and cherished them

There are still more roads to travel

paths she’s yet t...

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My mind is a racing car and you are the road

Bending and swerving me around

My mind is a hurricane strong and hurtling

You are an obstacle

Who doesn’t deserve it

My mind is a cheetah

Who’ll outrun your advances

Don’t try to catch me I’m far from your glances

My mind is a canyon

Watch me fly

As I tip off the edge

And descend.

My dive.

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Don’t know why

You would think I would lie ‘bout

Stormy Daniels;

She just gave me oral and manual.

A big mistake of mine.

First finger pie

And then I’d supply

Stormy Daniels

With a snorter or two of white granules;

A big mistake of mine.

She drained me dry

With kinky sex I would try with

Stormy Daniels,

Her sister and two cocker spaniels;

A big m...

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Before the time that life began

Perhaps the earth was still

No thunderous skies or crashing waves

No sound God's ear could fill

When life evolved, then so it was

First fins , then feet, then wings

Lumbering beasts that walked the earth 

To the voice of a whale as it sings

Man came along and walked out of the caves 

With a dream in his heart to fulfil

Believing all lif...

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Broken and left in sorrow,
Through my tears I speak my fear for the morrow
Winding time back is the only relief
While this empty shell decays
And tears apart the last glimpse of life.
 

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The blackbird sings a most wonderful song . Wakes me early in the morning and I feel I Belong . Where ever I live or lay my head . With songs so profound . An amazing sound . A joy to listen to this welcome sound . My Birthdays near and they have watched over me . For all these years Singing their songs and keeping strong . A joyful sound my favourite Song .

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YOU CAN'T PLEASE EVERYONE

On a rubbish strewn corner of Middie
armed with secateurs bin bags and broom
Ros and Jan clear litter
for this years "Borough in Bloom"

Joined by enthused nearby residents
refreshed with biscuits and tea
continue their voluntary clean up
on behalf of you and me.

Uncovering an old rusting street sign
at the edge of the tidied plot
they thought.
It's a...

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the weather sucks today

the sun rose sultry grey

it’s supposed to be sunny tomorrow

and i love the orange sun rays

and i hate the rain’s tears

on frosted window glass

smiling shy though the clouds,

shining bright blue sky between its teeth

trapping me in a black stone prison,

its suffocating grey walls

freeing me from misconceptions

made be...

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I went to see a doctor today about my past and i think that it went well. But, that was not the only thing that i went to go and see him about. I went to talk about my feeling suicidal. I haven't mentioned it before because i didn't want anyone to know, but now that everyon knows i can say it. Don't worry though because i am getting help. Altho"ugh i don't like it when everyone is checking up on m...

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Wandering through the sunlit trees

on grassy bluebell banks, brackened

by the unfurling of softly sensual shoots;

strolling in the tide turn rippling sea

as toes sift soft sea sand, silted

and lost to the advancing wave weft;

striding across bare barren felltop

on sheep shorn Spring sprung sod, surrounded 

by haze horizoned hills and hills and hills;

standing by the quie...

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What we have

Is perfect.

In its imperfection.

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What could be better than memories sweet?

Thoughts to hang on to, savour and cherish

Your first love and kiss, as your heart skipped a beat.

Close relationships like food that you relish

What could be more important than life?

The good bits the sad bits, the highlights

Excitement, joy, feeling elated, the strife

The mornings, evenings, the beauty of twilight 

What...

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In the midst of the murmur, in a bar most malign,

two men of different fortune,

whose purpose grow entwine.

The first was a man of money, though his substance of little worth.

His spirit was mean and his temper was keen.

A self-righteous fool from birth.

And drawing the tar from his Cuban cigar,

his obnoxion transcended through smoke.

His presence then drifted, to...

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The people's voice is not a choice

The people's voice is out of fear

But even then you'll start to hear

Our message loud and clear

Show them that we have no fear

Show them that we have a choice

Come down all come down rejoice

To that ever soothing voice

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...est in Arcadia ego...

This early morning air, pellucid, refreshing, soft

A time of hush, just before that cacaphony

Of hope that marks sweet May - the lifter

Of moods, the harbinger of hope, the visionary self. 

Filled with all the quiet majesty of an English breeze

Stirring the leafy canopy as the sun begins to 

Follow the shadows of dappled zephyrs

And now serenity her...

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She is more than anything for me..

She just treat me like a baby..

She is my second mother..

Her jokes makes me burst into laughter..

Six years older than me..

Still looks younger than me..

She is more than a brother who can protect me whenever I am in trouble..

She is none other than my sister who helps me to overcome my hurdle..

She is my Bestfriend..who helps me to choos...

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Policemen sleep

albeit restlessly

Their slumber

intermittently interrupted

 by boy racers

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A traffic cop stopped Donald going through three red lights.

"I'm colour blind,"he said," read me my rights."

"In addition you were exceeding the speed limit by 30 mile."

"I always drive fast,"Donald remarked with a smile.

His wife sat in the back,she was a bit of a minx

"Pay no attention to him,he's had a few drinks."

"Breathe into this bag,oh no one thirty five!

It really do...

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You blinded me with your words, and you ripped my heart right out of my chest.

You lied through your teeth, calling me perfect and saying I was the one.

Now everything seems dim, nothing is vivid anymore.

The flowers have lost saturation.

My smile has lost meaning.

The muffled sobs at night get louder and louder.

I want to be numb. And the sweet dream of darkness seems more and m...

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Look in the mirror,

who do you see?

Is this you? or is there someone else you'd rather be?

Don't look at your reflection. Look deep, deep down. 

We're in your soul...

are you happy now?

Do you like what you see?

If not, don't run,

plant a seed.

This seed is all you ever wanted to be.

Will you plant it? That's up to you.

As you change 

watch it bloom.....

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This is me

forgetting you

I still can’t quite believe it’s true

It hasn’t been

too long ago

when I stood up and let you know

I wanted you 

to hear from me

that I loved you, you said:

“You see,

I’ve known a while

it’s obvious 

it’s not your fault, not mine, but “us”

is not something that’s happening 

my words are painful, but they’re real

I’m sorry, I ap...

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He showed a cold shoulder
To a dove,
Who was yearning
For a genuine love,
To chase a bat,
A spoiled brat.

A bird of a broad daylight
He bartered with
A pitch dark night's rat!

After it is too late
For a second chance
Towards his transformed lover
He made advance,
Indifferent
She looked him askance!

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We come at the crossroads,we stand still
Our eyes shut, can't gauge our own will
The heart leaps one way, wisdom the other
Any way you glance, the road is uphill

What is right and what is wrong
When are we weak and when should be strong
Who will decide this
In this journey so long

With shaky legs and clenched fist
We move on despite the blinding mist
No need of sunshine with the glea...

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BANER GLYNDWR

Steel the gauntlet

Sharp the blade

Hot the conflict

Fierce the raid.

From the mountains

We came down

Barred their passage

To each town.

Fired our arrows

Flung our spears

Red their faces

Bloody tears.

Drove them far

From our land

We fought bravely

Hand to hand.

Baner Glyndwr

Owain’s flag

Flying now

Fr...

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Once before we enjoyed one others company. I felt then that I loved you. I never changed how I thought of you. Even when you were out of my sight I hoped you were safe and cared for. You can reach out to me if you’re scared I promise I will do what I can to help you feel safe. If you’re sad or down I will try to cheer you up so I can see that smile once again on your beautiful face.  I won’t be sc...

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The plate glass grinds

Splinters in polished; Eyes

that desire to touch

that release from longing

To see that past child of mind

Withered within this flesh

Eyes bled dry; Husk

of disused memories 

For hopes have withered 

Into pasts recollection;Windows 

into our lives, displayed 

To gaze, In self reflection

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walking today,

the weight of this sunlight is pressing hard on old shoulders

around and into this much older town,

there’s a castle here in the distance, I can see its silhouette and

it looks like it's been drawn by that five year old

who was asked to draw a fort.

The sidewalks are cleaner here than in any city,

the trashcans never get full and the few cars are

different co...

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Bloom of spring buds.
When thunder wakes my sleeping brain.
A blotch of mellow sun.
Lightning whip and sweet rain drips,
have mellowed.
Tomorrow's silent cover and rolls hysterically.
Sweet blooms, blue to the sky,
upon this earth.
I use the wind's persuasive words.

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TWILIGHT

I'd like to walk into that house

over the road where a lamp shines,

quench many whims in fact

but extra vibrant years and brief dotage

are nothing more than fantasy.

I took photographs every day in vain

but didn't spot the change.

Too old now to keep bulldogs

I recently acquired a Chihuahua,

last night dreamed a cloud of fragile birds

that sang o...

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Church bells echo through landlocked corridors,

Wandering in wasted spirits

Whose silhouettes

Stop at the crossroads, watching

Thatched houses burn from the roof down,

etching grooves as deep as the ocean floor, forcing

falling debris into forgotten holes.

The needle spins as they draw a breath,

Baiting you to hold yours,

Waiting to witness the next direction,

more un...

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Fleeting is what friendship is

It is seldom that it lasts

The people who impact us the most

Are people we leave in the past

Benches, empty benches

Are what fill a lonely life

Once surrounded by joy

Lost now to heartache and strife

Footsteps trail up a road

And never return back

Because what drives us away

Is a bond beginning to crack

Remember me, ...

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                                            original Basho Haiku no capitols.no punctuation no syllables as in english, Japanese phonemes are not syllables they are phonemes ( sounds not syllables ) 17 syllables are not the same as 17 Japanese phonemes.  even one syllable words in english may have two or three japanese phonemes.  causing 17 syllable count incorrect.  Basho created Haiku in the 16t...

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Buried Things

We forgot the plan
But still followed it

We didn’t recognize 
That particular stress

To a man we thought about
The opposite 

And how what we were told to do
Rarely made sense

Before we could give up
Before we could let go

It came back to us
Light through a broken window

And we found
The strength to continue

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This situation is not worth

even for those who don’t have

to carry the weight of a heart

or those who never weep.

those who hear silence

find themselves being

torn into pieces.

silence is never a sound

but a memory very profound

when ever you hear sounds

in the background

silence comes to join you

comforting reminding you

never to sleep when

life has forgo...

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Something is stirring in a sleepy Windsor town

I heard it on the grapevine an event is going down

The castle is the venue that’s what the people say

Pomp and ceremony is definitely the order of the day

Folk from near and far make merry in the overflowing streets

The sun in all its splendour smiles down to make the day complete

Tears of delight and happiness they are regally shedd...

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There is a well somewhere beside the sea

In it, I hide all of my dreams

The moon calls out an angry red-

belligerent and accusing

It asks me not to

Then I wander the streets

telling stories of what could have been

Mesmerizing and piercing

There is a well somewhere beside the sea

It holds my past and all that I used to be

A man drinks the water of t...

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Miles and an ocean between us

Your voice, your face -- missing

Do you remember, as a little girl, dancing to the TV?

I don't remember, but I have seen it in home movies

Deep glimpses from the past that never change or age

You walk a little slower now

You can reveal or keep your own ways

Happy to happier you forge your path

Until the wind tangles your graying hair

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I was Young

I was Free

There is more to me than what you see

A young girl who is afraid of her dreams

As her demons never leave .

Crying at night staring in to the moonlight

wondering if things are ever going to be alright

He's taking my pride

The girl that once thrived is now dead inside

because of what he did that night

Putting his hands round my throat so tigh...

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Blue skies
Green grass
The memories ouf you are what last

I was here 
So were you
You left me broken
Beyond repair

The clouds have darkened
The grass has died
My heart forever broken

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'If you had married me

We would have a chain of motels

Across the country - and be rich.'

'If you had married me

You would be Dean of a university

A noted poet - and be rich.'

'If you had married me

You would be a great singer

In demand around the world - and be rich.'

The total zilch value of 'If's'!

But, because I married Daddy

I have Esther, Cyanne,

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This is an absolute joke.

Where’s the centre-half, gone for a smoke?

It’s looking like we’re gonna get beat,

I’ve kissed good bye to my clean sheet,

midges in my eyes,

dog shit on my feet-

It’s not easy being green.

Nose’s fucked and cheekbone too

got kicked in the face

from that little number 2

rest of the team’s got nothing to do

I’ve saved about hundred, bu...

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You're just a gimmick , one of my tools.
My aid, my prop along with my jewels.
Welcome to my tacky fashion show.
Look your cutest as the spotlights glow.

You're a stooge, a shallow showbiz fact.
A part to play, you're just part of my act.
I'll do whatever to be a 'red carpet' star.
How do you think that I've come this far.

You're my trinket, a ticked box on my list.
Those big brown ey...

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Pamiantha Howlett-Lance·Tuesday, October 17, 20173 Reads

Your’e always there in the distance

waiting for the fall

Peering in on my enigmatic mind

pounding down my walls

Your’e entwined inside my thinking

Your thought input I sense

To become the wrath of your bitterness

reality becomes tense

Your’e inside the heart..the mind...the life

you tresspass as you wo...

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How can I cope with this devil on my shoulder, The heat is on but its making me colder, When I was younger it hoped I’d grow older, Started off small now it’s heavier than a boulder, 

You say I’m fine well I’m sick in the head, You say I‘ll cope well I’m sick of this mess, I don’t know how long I can stick with this stress, If it was my way then I would’ve writ this in red, 

I’m go...

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Image: Shane Cooley singing at Ray Benson Stage, on Austin Airport departure concourse, we first met two years ago in the same concourse at a different bar. His singing inspired me to write a poem, he goy a copy he like it, and kept in touch, this year he invited me to recite it. So the poem that was written two years ago was recited in the location that it was written. The audience loved it.

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Fingerprint Cliché

My dream took me into the darkest reaches of my mind

So far inside I met the black part of me where it all is

The grief of my dad who only recently died

All my past actions that hurt people and caused pain

The wrong parts of me still alive and hiding there

All this and more that I forget upon waking

A natural barrier that can’t be penetrated just now

It t...

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Pick a pathway: forget the roadway

A thousand mile should take more than a day.

Nourish and nurture the nature around

Not tear up and dominate and build on the ground.

We didn’t evolve as a static race, to be born and to die tied to one place.

Let feet do the talking as legs move along.

Fill up your steps with a wandering song

Let direction be guided by moments of light.

Ke...

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I may not be your women

I may not be your man 

I dont know if im your friend

i dont know if im your lover

maybe im something you can't process and wonder about

but if you believe in me then well thats all you need

if you want me to be a fire when your cold let me know

if you need me to make you happy when your sad then let me out a smile on your face

pull me close if you wa...

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A thousand

Miles

Are between

Thee and me

Even though

Need love

Daily 

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for scott hutchison

I hope the water was the comfort you craved

as you waded out in to the firth of forth

with no alarm set for the new morning

and that when the pricks of pain hit your heart

as the slate swell embraced you in the way we could not

that you turned up to face the lights

and in that last panicked gasp

you saw the sky falling to meet you

we cant ta...

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Wild reassembled words fly spinning everywhere, -

Tossed thoughts relinquish a lifetime’s memories;

A distant lighthouse, leagues from here or anywhere, -

A florid ego drenched in half tautologies;

Where does he tarry now, who never came on time

To share his tangled thoughts and parodies of rhyme?

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Good food side by side,

Poems two by two,

Just walk, walk my friend to the Joy,

From the darkness, walk now to your summer.

Hera disbelieving Zeus kicks

Him between the legs. He smiles

Surprised by joy

And my lover said to me

Walk to the door of joy

And well come me

Revisiting revenge underneath pie trucks

Like a rampant ground hog day

Funny and r...

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A field of choices

Rotten cherries scatter us

Piercing white noise breathing

Bow to the mirror

Heart stops, feet sinking

I hope you love loneliness.

Cloud kisses turn into lemons

Miles to go

Sheets that resume the velvet

Digging.

Never going.

Wheels that turn gold into rust

Frazzled metal pieces

Doors less traveled

Turn off the questions

Faucets drip

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Whispers of autumn upon a sea of green 
Embers of a summer crack, snap and scratch 
Change is alive
Under heavy,  tired feet

Birds sing for the Summer's gone 
as rivers trickle in time to the songbirds rhyme
Streams whistle their melodious song
As autumn marches on

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Self-Appreciation

If you don’t appreciate yourself, no one else will do

It is a universal truth

The more you appreciate yourself, the more you have confidence

It’s better not to rely on others to make you feel good and be self-reliant!

Self-appreciation leads to high self esteem

Which leads to growth in every means

High Self-esteem builds Self-strength

which helps to f...

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Thank you. 

Thank you for always treating me as your equal- in all aspects. It makes me feel secure with you.

Thank you for always including me. It makes me feel wanted.

Thank you for keeping me safe and protected- at all costs. It makes me feel loved.

Thank you for always standing beside me- not in front of or behind me. It makes me feel like we’re a team.

Thank you for being ...

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I don't know on what twisted game that's inside your head
But darling, I just want you to know that I cry for you in bed
I think you're the only voice that I wanna hear in my head.
You're so complex and crazy.
A damaged girl and an optimistic lad. 
I'm caught in the crossfire
Shoot me all you want and I'll stand to you my dear.
Can't call me a liar
Because i've been in this gig since that ...

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evaporate:
seek to make up lost time
silver screens, burned out to sepia 
brazen bulls, cooling 
trident tines, braided 
to speartips we dream to fall against
but not upon.

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In the palms of someone else 

She leaves a part of her behind

Revealing the tip of her thoughts

The rest, always kept in her mind.

So fragile and open was her greatness

And her self inspired by her grace.

But she was hell and never heaven.

Compassionate and able

in any version of reality.

In a hundreds lifetimes,

where even sunshine burns,

She'll be the laughter

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The soul seeks passion and truth

The body wants to remain aloof

Our minds are the constant challenge 

Insert life into the equation 

It sometimes leaves you unbalanced 

Heightened states

Intense Emotions 

Hearts that lack devotion

Why do we fear the truth?

Our comfort zones keep us subdued 

Knowledge, wisdom and power

Lost souls stuck in the tower 

Pla...

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When Tibbles had Nibbles

There once was a mouse

We had in our house

Came over the fence

And I use the past tense

Advisedly

For I have a cat

Who’s getting quite fat

Less crotchet, more minim.

But still has it in him…

Literally.

He pussy foots around

Look what I found!

Fluff on his claws

Spaghetti in his jaws,

Dangling.

His fluffed ...

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The Gold of Liverpool.

The Gold of Liverpool

Is the vein of people you will meet

In hotels, bars, clubs and cafes

Gold is not merely the Mersey beat

It’s the shining sea of faces

That one see’s in every  street

It’s the waterfront with Liver-Birds

And the busy docklands below their feet

It’s the children ringing out their laughter

It’s the folks who wor...

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Full Circle 

It’s here again. Bring the tissues. Hide away the blades. Its coming

full force

Into our home, our hearts, our souls, here. It’s in                                                                          

My mothers eyes as she stares blankly, unblinking, it’s in

nanna’s shaky voice, breaking. ‘what were you thinking?’

Its carried in by broken promises, screams th...

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Lie with me

stirring passion demands

intimate joy waits

Emotions burn desire

that ones's body

has difficulty ignoring

Uncontrollable volcano explodes

hot lava flows

cool whispering words

Twin pleasure trips

giving exhausted lovers

a double surprise.

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Every night about half past ten

there's tapping ont window

It's the moth with hob nailed boots

trying to find a weak spot before 

he parascends 

through shattered glass.

Nowt will keep this tiger away from lamp

He's kitted out with mess tin and webbing

he's all camouflage and clobber

obvious to the untrained eye

that he's been on manoeuvres behind enemy line...

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You're just pixels on a screen... now
Little dots, the cutest I've ever seen
I miss when you were with me... how
Did we end up so far apart and lonely?

You shook my life like an earthquake
Drank me like your favourite milkshake
Until we realised it wasn't right for us
Now I miss you more than my early bus

Took you for granted when it was easy
Only I didn't know then I wasn't free
We'...

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You only get 1 chance at first times,

First kiss, first love, first beer, first rhyme.

A new first day, every day you wake up,

A million first impressions, a hundred new haircuts.

One hundred and one won and lost bets,

A thousand people unmet, still strangers, yet –

Why do we walk around with eyes on the ground,

Perpetual frowns casting furtive glances around?

Afraid to mee...

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I miss the Summers of my childhood when vacations meant travelling or simply being at home doing nothing, all day long. Sitting back at home now, I feel summer arriving with all its masculinity. It brings with it the same scorching heat and warm breeze but it still feels different and I keep getting memories from the summer that has long gone by.

The only reason (for why I feel differently abou...

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Hello there little visitor
how brave of you
to cross this desk to come see me
when I think of your life
even more
fragile than mine
but perhaps this fragility
has allowed you a certain
devil may care spirit
as right now you're
heading up my arm
as easy as someone
going out to buy
the morning paper.

Well when you pause there,
an old man shivering
amongst the poplars,
is it to not...

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All this is dream,

in which we have lost gleam,

ever ready to scream,

by making manipulated theme.

Verity is we our divine,

our nature is to shine,

are greenry in grapevine,

and precious in goldmine.

But this treasure is such a waste,

despite knowing out of our taste,

still repeating that non sense haste,

converting life into pointless lambaste!

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left, 

left,

left,

left,

no chance of prince charming,

user,

creep,

psycho.

a never ending cycle of diappointment 

you can't tear yourself away from 

just in the hope that Mr Right is as lost in this superficial swirl as you

left

left

left

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Be careful where you walk, Mother said.
Look round the other side of the trees 
Like you are peeling back metaphors
And never let go out of your basket. 

Never leave breadcrumbs 
And never pull down your hood
If the sun goes down 
Before you get to Grannies. 

Never lurch forward at the lake 
And never stop to talk to strangers 
No matter if they know your name 
Or stand there with a...

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Spend your wishes
to buy your needs
with wants you queue
to purchase dreams
deep inside the vault
they lay
a wealth of riches
declares the lie.

Words and foto Tommy Carroll

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She wore the lines impressed on her leathern face

Like the rings of a tree

Her hair hanging down in dark brown tea stained tendrils

Her eyes both blank and sad

Dark marbles starring into nothing

Her skin hung on her bones

Like a tired bag of clothes

Her brow deeply farrowed

Now lies fallow of all the concerns of parenthood

As she moves among the rooms of her flat

The ...

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The girl with the Galway smile was giving me grief,
she even thought of being my wife,
but a slim body and a penchant for poetry
couldn’t hide her inner cruelty.

She doted on a childhood sweetheart -
a financial adviser in the City,
he’s known as a character in all the pubs.
But little does she know he’s a master thief
who did time in Wormwood Scrubs.

I have trailed her from poetry ev...

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We've taken our sevles to our limits.
Pushed the walls of right and wrong.
Provoking until one of us falls.
Where's the sense in this ?
Neither of us envisioned a relationship like this.
We had a different hope at the start.
 mistakes have shattered us to pieces.
Fully giving are all, with no results showing our pieces have evolved. 
A fight was in our midst.
Built up from all of this.
P...

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“Had T. S. Eliot been born in the late 1980s I have no doubt that he would be standing on a dingy stage, clad in a Converse T-shirt roaring incomprehensibly about April being the cruellest month.” The Dreaded Press

In the morning I watch the 2012 Olympic torch being lit

by the sun (it only took a few seconds) while a group of Greek

actors strike classical poses and move slowly as isl...

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THAT I, WANT TO TRY AND SEE

INTERTWINING, MY DICTATIONS, WITH A MELODY

ALONG WITH, ENLIGHTENING THE TRUTH ABOUT ASTROLOGY

DO TO SOCIETY'S INCOMPETENCE

WHO MADE IT OUT TO BE A TYPE OF DEVIL WORSHIPING

BUT I'LL PROVE IT THEOSOPHY

ALONG WITH WHAT MT EYES HAVE PERCEIVED

EVERY SOUL HAS A MISSION ON THIS GALAXY

TO HELP LOVE AND BETTER HUMANITY

N...

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A young adult adventure books

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The chirp comes halfway between my dreams and yours

And this time you’re not there for me to ask

What did you dream

What did I dream

To confirm that what we dream is real

Like the bird and its little white chest

Is my hand as it strokes yours on my stomach.

The bird waits patiently outside my window and yours

Now at different places, but the very same bird

How does he do...

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I fell

Hard

To the ground

And when I stood

You bandaged me up

And took me home

Made me

Promise

I’d never leave

And when I stood

You were halfway

Out the door

I fell

Hard

To the ground

For your words

And empty truths

Made me

Promise

I’d never leave

And when I stood

You were halfway

Out the door

I fell

Hard

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A poem.

Like a cavernous room,

like an echo off the sound

of a heart breaking in two.

A poem.

Like a song.

Like lemon trees and clean sheets

Amongst the brighter things.

A poem like a riptide.

Like shallow breathing,

like rapid sinking

like sand scraping hand

like water beating land.

Like thinking…

A poem.

Like a good morning text.

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The birds still sing,

but it’s a sorrowful tune. 

A friendship once cherished,

now gone so soon. 

A heart once happy,

now a heart of regret. 

The loss of a friend, 

makes me oh so upset. 

The birds no longer sing,

and there are no beats from my heart. 

All because your selfishness,

dragged us further apart. 

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When you here my voice do you think of my face do you wonder where I am in this big city place. I'm I wrapped around your heart like the ring that you once wore and are the memories of my love still knocking at your door. And  is there a special place hidden in your heart, hidden that distant place, hidden in the dark, and do you think of me some times am I ever on your mind listen to your heart d...

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Peace
-kishore karunik

I want peace
Weapon clean in the sky
I want peace
North and south
East and west
Horizon form horizon
Water at land
The Hill, mount and Hole.
I want peace in green and pomp
Of follower in petal
Of tree in leaf to leaf,
Peace. I want peace
In poem at rhythm and Literature
I want peace at heart
Of man for man
I want peace of everybody
I walk my for peace
Pe...

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When I die

I'd hate to lie

in a cold deathgarden

bones to harden

in a stony tomb.

When I die

I'd like to lie

in that place

where ferns like lace

hide a jade snake's lair.

Where ancient pines

shelter the lines

of scarlet cherries.

Where pure magic flows

slaking the rows

of humble kitchen plants.

When I die I'd like to lie

in the warm windrace

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Mysteries lay hidden

Underneath the ruffles

Of her afternoon dress.

Blues and greens

Merge together

To create her gown.

It starts with the

Soft tones of blues and greens.

The longer the gown,

The darker the tone becomes.

A gown of blues and greens

With white lace

And silver linings.

They wish to tame her,

But she is an untameable force.

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Watching every twitch, each squirm

Observing my skin as goosebumps form

Longing for your touch

Songs of passion in my throat

Claim me again, hum into my ear

Good girl

Revel in the bridge raised within my breast with each gasp of air

Breathe life into me with every mention of my name

Gazing upon my weakened state

Panting

Needing

Claim me again, pack my head with fuz...

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Last Night

…(gemma)...Gemma…

    “Gemma!”  She snapped into consciousness, only partly.  Her head was pounding and her fingers felt swollen.

    “What time is it?” she murmured.  Her eyelids remained heavy still, but they opened wide enough to notice the thin rays of light streaming through the dorm room’s blinds.  Gemma shifted her body to face Alex.  He looked almost as groggy as s...

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You would think that I would have a handle on this Based as I am in no space, with no story but the road But those who let loose in raves surrounded for miles By pavements, they think that they can achieve That state, there, in Clubs in the basements of high-rises. Maybe they know more about this than the lion in the zoo. These faces come and go, family is far flung across The...

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Why is the sweetest fruit always just out of your reach?
I guess it would be boring if it was always at your feet.
Even with the tallest of ladders it's tantalisingly close,
Filling you with a false sense of hope.
Throwing sticks to dislodge it may bruise it,
Wait for it to fall and you may lose it.
So here's my tip, one helpful little fact
Cut down the tree with a bloody great axe!

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You left 

Just like them

I cried 

Just like always

Now she dwindles

Just like yesterday 

I fear

Just like always

Heart slows and turns blue

Just like before

Now up to me to change its hue

Just like always

Feeling mixed emotions

Just like in my youth 

Wanting to get it right

Just like always

Searching for answers 

Just like praying fools do

Only...

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How can I fight what I cannot see?

Will this pain inside me always be?

Give me a mountain, that I can move,

And there my strength I can prove.

This pain is a foe without hands or feet

No physical hurt can match or meet

Surgery or stitches cannot repair

As my crying soul lays naked and bare

With a cup I would drain any sea

Such a small, simple task that wou...

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The truth about my mum is strange,

I don’t know how I felt,

To only learn the truth long after,

‘Bout how her death was dealt.

The truth was hard once it came out,

I felt helpless and alone

All my hopes and all my fears

Where waiting there at home.

That of course of years ago

But pain still rules my heart

I hurt inside, I wanna cry

Why couldn’t I play my ...

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is so untidy.

It sneaks up when you’re not ready.

Doesn’t give you a chance

to return the library books,

or cancel the milk.

It would be far better

if it could make an appointment,

give you time to finish what you’re doing.

I get that it’s inevitable,

that nobody escapes it.

Maybe you can evade it for a while,

but sooner or later

you know it will come,

the fi...

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I have recently read
That pain is the hardest
Situation a human can
Try to explain.

If that’s so,
Is fear considered 
To be pain?

Does pain have to
Be a broken bone?
A head ache?
A tight chest?
A burn?

Is pain not
The anxiety of waiting
For everything to fit?
Is pain not
The force of trying 
to piece together 
two completely different
puzzles to become one? 

I can never...

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You both made us all feel loved, both made us feel important, both welcomed us with open arms even if we had been naughty.

Grandma you were always there to listen,

You’d always hold us if we were crying,

But if we ever crossed the line a slipper would come flying. 

Grandad you’d never fail to make us smile,

You’d make us laugh so much we’d cry,

And taught us all when bu...

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Now hear me tell

Of Billy the Grey

Who’d fill you in about

 judgement day.

He’d stand in the pulpit

Persian fur flying

With tales of hell fires

That had small kittens crying.

He’d tell the miracle

of feeding 5000 cats

With one tin of Whiska’s

And 2 skinny rats.

He travelled the world

 Furry souls to save

Seeking repentment

Till he...

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