Staring at your puffy face in the cot,

I realize all the hurt I’ve been carrying in my heart.

Forgive me, my dear child; I suppose I didn’t know,

Didn’t know that the ghosts of my past still haunt me, even now.

Forgive me, my dear child, 

If I’m unable to love you maternally—with tenderness and warmth,

To love you like other children are loved.

Forgive me, my child, 

If tra...

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A mysterious force once ruled the minds of chemists — Phlogiston, the invisible essence of fire. But as precision met curiosity, a new truth emerged from the flames. This poetic elegy wants to trace the rise and fall of a forgotten theory, and the spark that ignited modern science.
 

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There's a banana plant outside his window.

I know this because it's always there.

The way it stands,

Its leaves heavy and folding in on themselves

Green and heavy with life.

They stretch towards my fence like a longing

As if searching for something just beyond reach.

He steps from the shower

His skin slick with droplets

Glistening like morning dew on leaves

Every...

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Beautiful to be fallen in a love with you my beloved

A union two twin flames

theirs
one old soul’s
shared nostalgia

about
our actions, how we react
an intertwined mind
quale, in the way we act
an ordeal with life
born into circumstance

chaotic
the conundrum
all of the elements and alignments required
the complexity of an immaculate conception
the manifestation of a woman and...

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On Mondays, “Magician”
feels like the answer
On Tuesdays, Maybe a teacher?

Wednesdays, I think of willy wonka—
in my mind, a chocolate factory I see
and decide “He’s the one I want to be”

3 days of dreaming weren’t enough so,
Travellers intrigue me on Thursdays,
and Firefighter is an idea of Fridays

But at the end of the day, its tiring
being indecisive, and living off steam
But I...

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We sat in the soft dusk

The air heavy with a silence we couldn't shake.

Our friend was gone

But still we held his name between us.

It was a question unspoken, but felt by all.

One spoke first, his eyes distant.

The sea, where the water meets the sky

In the vastness, the endless horizon.

There he could be free

Carried far and beyond, like the wind

But never truly ...

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A yearning took root

My foolish heart exposed.

I gave in to wanting

Build castles of air

Watered my naive desires

Ignoring the whispers of doubt.

Then, the inevitable unraveling began.

The settling of the dust

The sudden frost

The withering of my petals

Leaving behind a bare stem.

Now, just the bare bones of what I was.

A hollow echo remains

A quiet shame set...

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It made me sad when I saw him there.

Beaten and bruised as he carried it. 

No one helped him.

No one cared. 

He hadn’t hurt anyone, yet they hated him.

He hadn’t stolen anything, yet they despised him.

All of this made no sense to me.

Why was a man who was faultless being punished?

Why was a man who healed and renewed life to people g...

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memories light my heart to start again

warmth in my veins like medicine

i open the door, gaze at my collection

candles in every crevice and corner

my house is overrun with light

but i am warm

so i let it burn

candles on my nightstand flicker

as i dream of fire consuming me

and awake to see the light i kept too close

fell during slumber, catching every other glow

i...

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At the forest's fringe,

Where vines embrace the sky,

A town forgotten 

Where concrete dreams hold no sway.

The last farmers,

Their hands a language of the soil,

Live here, where modern hands have slipped.

No paved roads reach them

No towers pierce the humid air.

Here, seasons paint their world in hues of green and gold.

Here, stories sprout like seedlings

In t...

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I would prefer to not have a taste of being chosen if it is fragile enough to be taken away in a second.

Why do I always keep my heart keen? I must be colder. I have to be in order to survive. 

I don't understand men. They desire me one day and despise me another.

Unfortunately I am hungry to be the one. To be loved. To be desired.

At the surface level I adore men, I truly do.

They ...

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which will break?

first my soul, then my voice

i wait outside the door and hear laughter

the good kind, this time

for a second, i see my reflection

in all of them standing together

until i remind myself not to be too hopeful

i meet all of them, wishing to be in their frames

but there’s been a change of plans, they say

CRAACK.

first my soul, then my voice

it’s just...

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roses are red, like a kiss, a stamp, a heart that has bled

or white, like doves, a dress, a jewel shining in the light

you, my friends, are yellow

not like dirty snow or old stains in carpet;

yellow like the sun that blinds us on our walk,

stars we gaze at from different windows until we look away,

keys that unlock us with every little talk

i picked the freshest flowers for my...

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“butterflies can’t see their own wings”

my wings were unique, folded and geometric

i felt proud, never hid them like a secret

i was called brave

              ↳”i’d want to die if i were you”

i pulled my antennas over my eyes

i naively accepted compliments at face value (i belonged)

when it came time to fly, i could only flutter

that’s all my wings could do (i was okay with...

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I stare at my reflection on the screen

A heavy stretch from one wall to the other

Trapped in a loop that never breaks—  

A time that plays forever, repeating.  

Images flicker, one after another

Chasing continuity like a ghost.  

They tell stories in clicks and clacks

Each frame pulling my eyes along

Swapping out contrasts like lenses

My gaze aching from too many rays ab...

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Feasting with eyes open, the greediness of a good life sets in

A hunger that gnaws, not for bread, but for their gilded ease.

Observing the well fed sitting on grand yachts

Their laughter a distant, mocking melody on the salt-laced breeze.

Feeling obscure on remote, innate objects

The rough texture of stone, the humble curve of a clay bowl

Suddenly alien, a cruel reminder of...

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How long will I yearn for peace?  

How long will I ache for the wind upon my skin?  

To fill my lungs with air once more

To gaze at the sky, longing for redemption 

To dip my feet in cold, misted waters until they turn blue—  

How long, I wonder?

I cannot say, for I do not know.  

For if I did

How sweet would freedom taste?  

How high would I soar on every breath I take?...

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You think the dark conceals your hand?

That darkness is my friend's command.

He sees your plots, your hidden snare,

And leaves your evil standing bare.

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I've never much believed in magic,

Yet my white rabbit came back.

He's here; I hold him close,

Look deep into his eyes.

 And what I see...

 A prisoner, a citizen,

 An old man, a father—my father.

A quiet understanding,

Where all my questions cease.

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Every day, I feel myself fading

Like a sesame seed withering slowly in poisoned soil.  

There's a hollow ache within this shallow heart

A gaping emptiness, waiting to be filled with something real.  

I'm caught in the slow drag of passing time

Like a river frozen in winter

Longing to surge forward

But held back by forces I don't yet understand.  

Is this a force...

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This sonnet addresses the irony of calling someone "coloured," highlighting the contrast between black skin, which remains constant, and white skin, which changes with emotional or physical states. This poem reflects on how the colour of one's skin can shift depending on circumstances, challenging the societal labels that define people by their appearance.

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Resembling beauty, I feel lost when unloved

A silent plea within each gaze.  

Like beauty, I crave tender hands

Soft and free in their embrace.  

Like beauty, I thirst for praise

A melody that fills the air

To pierce the dark, to stir the soul

To waken hearts both near and far.

Yet, like beauty, I long to fade

To slip beyond the hollow praise.

Beyond the lov...

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we are the created
the evolved
the creators

created in the image of our mothers and fathers
creating beings in the image of our sons and
  daughters

artificial anticipation

on the precipice of intelligence
reality hits,
  all intelligence is artificial
  it always has been
in the sense that intelligence is merely a concept
in the sense that a creator bestowed it upon us

intell...

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Dear me, did they throw thorns along your way?
did you let them prick you while you knelt to pray?
Tell me, did they ever listen to you?
or did they just stand afar
while your whole world turned blue?

It must’ve been hard, but i’ll tell you what
I’ll share the pain that’ll flow through your cut
I’ll be there to pick those needles out
I’ll be there to hear you out

But promise...

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And I Wonder
How 2 Hearts can pull at another with the intensity of a Star only a days trip from my Orbit
A Tsunami of emotions exhilarated and on trial

Can you stare at a thing and immediately feel the Wind underneath your feet? 
Fluttering, Flustered 
No wor-

Six 5ive
Pink Sand
Anything to keep your emotions from invading that naive fertile Land

'I just want..'
No.
The human con...

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They called me strange, they called me weak

They pushed and mocked, they turned me down

They laughed at my silence, my wayward stare

Called me names like I wasn't there

They turned my smile into a frown.

Lunchtime whispers, always alone a seat apart.

Every hallway felt like pins

Dodging laughter and their bracing jeers.

I was the echo no one heard—

Too soft, too out...

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There's a river that runs through my soul.

It winds through valleys, over hills 

A quiet current that moves

Neither demanding nor hesitating 

It waits for me to come near.

When the sun paints the sky with grace

When joy dances on my face

And everything is in its place...

I find myself drawn to the river's edge

Where the waters hold my peace.

They shimmer,

Refl...

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Through night's still air, bones shriek,

Skeletal shadows are cast.

A prickling sense, silent dread descends.

All-seeing eyes watch from the dark.

I walk on papery petals,

Their decay's sweet scent, thick in the air.

A dark maw of raised ground appears, 

Its inscription blurred to mystery.

The blackness shifts in misty breath,

My observer's presence, I believe.

Black ...

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Dawn bleeds through the blinds,

Children's laughter a sharp contrast

To the ache in my bones.

The scent of roasting beans,

A cruel reminder of the day ahead.

My body screams a silent protest,

Each joint a rusty hinge,

Each muscle a taut wire.

I yearn for the soft touch of rest,

But the stones call.

Sand grinds between my teeth,

A taste of what's to come.

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If I look at you softly, will you embrace me?

Not with a physical touch, but with gentle words of comfort.

Will you see the raw vulnerability in my gaze, the unspoken longing for connection?

Will you meet me there, in that quiet space between us?

If I whisper my anxieties that swirl within, will you listen without judgement?

Will you hold space for my vulnerability, without trying t...

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Along Serpent's Tooth road,

You'll find a wooden tavern, 

A haven from the world outside,

Where laughter rings and tankards clink,

As oaken beams creak with age.

Here, tales of the sea, of fortunes

Those of distant lands and battles won,

Are told, beneath the setting of the sun.

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The moon hung high that night, full and bright.

Outside, frogs croaked, unaware of what was coming.

A cherry blossom brushed my windowpane

Colorful and proud beneath the hazy moon.

Its delicate petals seemed to mock the horror within.

She woke up screaming, sharp and shrill

Her face white, drenched in pure terror.

Her body seemed limp, dead and cold

Yet she moved with ...

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homosapiens
practicing chiropractors
correct us —
posture up —
try, and
… stand upright

formless before the big bang
chaotic with a dark past, and
the light an omnipresent
cognizant force with foresight
for the universes future is in order

simulation theory
0’s & 1’s
the singularity
near infinite
expanding with each addition
times, O
multiplied it is still nil

intrinsic

...

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Ireland appeared in my dreams today.

The green hills rolled, a rumpled blanket under 

A sky shifting from soft grey to a vibrant blue.

I traced the stacked ancient stone walls as I walked

Those dividing fields where sheep grazed silently.

The air smelled damp, and I 

Could almost taste the salty tang of the sea.

The Atlantic crashed against the cliffs,

As the sea birds whee...

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Be like the rain, relentless and free

Yet gentle enough for a thirsty tree.

Be like the wind, a powerful force

Yet soft enough to change its course.

Be like the ocean, vast and wide

Yet still enough for a gentle tide.

Be like the mountains, tall and proud

Yet humble enough to bow to the cloud.

Be like the earth, grounded and deep

Yet open enough for secrets to ...

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On Shima's slope, a linden dreams

In my village, standing old and grand.

My heart—a bird—above it gleams

A watchful spirit, close at hand

Whispering tales to its golden leaves

Those of vibrant surge, and verdant flight.

Through sunlit days and moonlit nights

I watch it sway, so strong and free

A silent solace, an innocent delight 

The linden's magic touches me.

I...

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i am numb to the outside

as it whirls around me

passing me by

an i frozen in time?

or flying so fast

that the blur begets stillness?

Either answers the same, for

the moments melt into morrow 

and now is never again

The day, elusive 

like the mouse

and the dark night, quick 

and clean as a cleaver

the only time 

I stop and think

is…

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A fragile dance on eggshell ground

I tread so light, without a sound.

Your moods, a storm I must appease

My own heart silenced, put at ease.

Each whispered word, a careful art

To shield your easily-bruised heart.

I build a wall to hold me in

Lest my true feelings cause a din.

But gentle steps and muted sighs

Don't quench the ache behind my eyes.

My own emoti...

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A land stretches bare before my eyes,  

woven with golden grass, tough from time.  

Scattered thorns crown stick-thin trees,  

silent watchers in the heat’s slow climb.  

To the left, an old acacia sways,  

wide and worn, its branches home  

to birds that hum forgotten songs,  

soft against the air’s dry moan.  

Green fights brown in a losing war,  

choking und...

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It's February again, so brief yet bright

With love in the air and dreams taking flight.  

The days rush by like a fleeting song

Gone before we hold them long.

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Poetry is considered by many to be one of the most meaningful and expressive forms of art. It possesses the ability to evoke a wide range of emotions and responses from its audience, including reverie, melancholy, humor, and even anger.

By arousing such a variety of sensations, it is intimate yet universally relatable. 

This artistic discipline allows one to explore the aesthetic qualities...

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Come, kiss my lips
where words tremble 
and kisses are reborn

Come and leave it here
on the edge of my skin,
where desire melds with pleasure

Give it to me,
and let it fall like rain
that slips like a secret,
between my skin

Give it to me softly,
in this nightfall,
as I burn
and die for you

©Noris Roberts
 

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There is nothing worse than the feeling of hopelessness—  

It eats you alive, chip by chip, piece by piece

Until the light flickers out  

Leaving only darkness.  

A vast, devouring void

Swallowing thoughts, feelings, memories

Until nothing remains but numbness.  

Silence settles in.  

And then—death.  

I've been dead for as long as I can remember.  

"It...

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High walls, shielded by glass panes

Sharp suits worn by the wealthy elite

Fresh air, sealed within concrete rooms

Elegant words, spoken with intellect and grace

From below,we gaze upward, watching as planes soar

Feeling small, consumed by uninvited jealousy

Hands up, shielding from the relentless sun above

Dreaming of roofs over our heads.

How absurd, how outdated...

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What is the meaning of life?

Why is it that I choose to write...

Poetry, of which no one may care?

Poetry, of which I may never share?

I guess the only thing that matters

In life is that I finally, at last

Get it right.  And Poetry...

Is just a means... of getting there.

2024

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However do I spill this?

Do you see how thin I look?

My eyes are blind

I hear loud noises every now and then

Like a train of loaded thoughts passing through my brain.

Yes, I also can't breathe well on Fridays 

When I see Mr. Renfield

Feeding his mule

With grass from our farm.

When I decide to take my life

You'll know

That all along

The signs were there- 

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we are a generation of brain rot meme lords
we say that we can play guitar
but, we only know 4 chords

we've popularized school shooters
idolized and glorified weak and worthless leaders
we're toxic antagonists surfing fragile buried wires

our brains washed by computers

clout chasing criminals streaming to our viewers
six months in prison but we copped another sponsor
we're desensiti...

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 I yearn for Him

Head between my knees

Bowed deep in prayer.

But words get stuck in my throat 

My thoughts scattered, incoherent.

While my mouth moves, I know not what I say.

I murmur and hope He listens

Listens to the pain hidden behind my murmurs 

Listens to my heart's silent cries

The tears shed in secret

And the thoughts yet unsaid .

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As months chased after years, your waiting neared the full ten-year mark.
Have you ever prayed long into the night, only to weep when your prayers go unanswered?
Has the inability to reap the material and spiritual rewards of your efforts ever weighed like a stone in your chest?
Sometimes, a person feels unbearably heavy, as if tons of burdens rest upon their shoulders—
the weight of injustice...

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Hail to all that liveth

Give thanks for a new rising sun.

Drive revolutions toward destiny

And war, a stake in the ground.

Banish all that speaks of evil

And crown the peaceful at heart.

Let the mountains tremble in truth

Let the rivers sing of justice

Wash in waterfalls of sweet freedom

For you are the flame that will not die

The voices that rise in unity

Wit...

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