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She's the Rain Cloud Outside My Window
With clenched fists and tight jaw I hold back the tidal wave urging me to become you. With heavy heart and teary eyes I let every word that has ever come from your lips shatter between my teeth, get lodged in my throat and dissolve there.
Aquarius LawsonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Lucky One
I am, indeed, the lucky one whose every dream has come undone and where I go, always I see the others who are lost in scenes
Maritsa SolaresPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLet's Get Away
LET'S ESCAPE, get away just hit the road, LET'S GO, Clear our heads for a while, see different places, I've never been on a PLANE I'M ALREADY EXCITED.
Crystal KorpanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBare
To what do we owe this day? Blind water, feel it snapping. Floorboards of muscle, Red, ripe, cooling flesh. Tight ambition.
Liam AnthonyPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Struggle Is Real
The struggle is definitely real.... Working extra hard and not getting anywhere has me not knowing how to feel.... Complete strangers don't hesitate to stare with true disgust.... This atmosphere makes me walk around wondering who I can and cannot trust.... You have to be careful when living out here in the street.... You never know who you can cross paths with or who you can meet.... You see the devil comes at you in every color, shape, and size.... You better choose wisely on which vessel you decide to despise!
Charles ZitzowPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Song
I heard a song today I’d never heard before A symphony that ‘peared to me Like new grass on the plain I heard a song just yesterday; of this I’m raptly sure
Daniel ColePublished 7 years ago in PoetsMOMENTSINTIME
…capturing momentsintime just like me and you and them be gone soon in a wink of an eye in the flick of the switch dayintonight
Owen ParduePublished 7 years ago in PoetsIn the Blink of an Eye There Shall Be Those Who Seek Guidance
Clay feet gain no ground The untrained eye desecrates the deific Consciousness poured into the cistern Sifted and shaken and rolled together
Daniel ColePublished 7 years ago in Poets