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 Jul 2018 Rahama
Barker
I know what you feel,
When you don’t feel anything
(C)ibarker
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Barker
Voices II
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Barker
Is it really worth it?
Does loving you out weigh the cons?
You mean everything to me.
But I have these voices in my head
Telling me it's wrong.
These voices make me second guess everything.
I don't know.
What if I'm doing something wrong?
What if you don't really love me?
What if I'm just fooling myself?
...
What if you're just playing with me?
I've had my heart played with before.
What if this is all just set up for heartbreak?
I can't withstand another break up.
What if?
...
These voices keep me up at night.
I can barely sleep.
Sometimes I don't sleep at all.
I just lay awake thinking of all the possibilities.
I can hear the voices telling me that you don't like me.
I can hear them saying things that I know aren't true.
But they make me doubt everything.
I don't know what the truth is anymore.
And that scares me.
(c)ibarker
 Jun 2018 Rahama
blue mercury
kiss me in your backseat
like nothing has ever been like this before
'cause you kiss like a promise
like you have never wanted anything more
than me

and just maybe, i'm crazy about you baby
and i guess it's a mess but i've always loved messy
things

and with your lips on my neck, i feel like the best is yet to come
and with my heart on my sleeve, i hope you can see it beats like a drum

and i'm wrapped around your finger and my gaze might just linger on your face
and i can't help but notice what we've made of this moment in this place

is beautiful
you're beautiful.

in the streetlights, with your brown eyes looking into my heart
hold me tighter, with your bright lights lighting up the dark
you're lighting up
i wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Midnight
your words exactly:
"i believe our paths were meant
"to intersect,
"but not to sustain.
"to touch,
"but not to cling.
"to meet,
"but not to unite. "
and i still love you,
despite.
You kind of broke my heart when you told me this, so abrasively, over a warm beer and a shared cigarette at 4 in the morning.
 Jun 2018 Rahama
John Stevens
His spirit resides in us, with us,
even when we no longer know who we are.
He carries us through the darkness,
is with us until the new morning
transforms us into who we really are.
A child of God.
Dementia and ALZ takes its toll. We are still in His hand.
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Raj Bhandari
THEY ARE CUTTING A GREEN TREE,
WHAT IS LEFT A BIG HOLE AND DIRT,
BUT I AM BROKE AND FEELING SAD,
THE TREE IS GONE,MY SOUL IS HURT!
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Maria Etre
It's insane
But
I know..
it's wrong
and
I keep doing it
Regardlessly
works in reverse
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Virginia Kasmi
Brown and blue never really matched,
Until yet, when our eyes first met.
I rise my glass and whisper,
To our first times, please take me back.
To the night our bodies were
pushed together,
And my lipstick was all over your neck.
Let’s race back,
To nights full of desire,
Screaming „I love you“
As we set sheets on fire.
Take my hand
And let’s give up on freedom
Instead we can destroy each - other
Again and again and agian.

Inside
       of  
           my    
               head
            
                        Entombed  
                                 is  
                                      a   
                              
                         B   R   A   I   N

                                      Can’t
             ­                                shake
                                                      this    ­        
                                                        ­   feeling
                                                       ­    That  
                                                             ­it’s
                                                             ­not    
                                                      ­       the      
                                                            s­ame
                                                     Infected sickness
                                                Covered with dull pain
                                         A rabid                          werewolf
                         ­             I’m trying                             to tame
                                     Almost off                              the leash
                                    I tug at                                    the reigns
                                    Hold              on  ­       with       sheer will
                                    Have          nothing   ­    to                 gain
                                
                           ­        My                       efforts;                  A joke
                                   Fighting               a freight                   train
                                    Through              gr­it teeth             I smile
                                      Demeanor             ­                       I feign
                                          Failure          ­    coming            soon
                                      ­       My life,         one more        stain


                                             ­                    Lost
                                                          ­         sight
                                                                ­      of
                                                                ­      it
                                                                ­        all
                                                   ­               To
                                                              w­hat
                                                            ­ it
                                                 pertains
                                                      ­I
                                                    am
                                              sinking
                                                down
       ­                                            Spinning in
                                       the drain
                                                    An
                                               endless
                                              battle
           ­                             Forever
                                     the
                                bane
                           ­  Of
                      my
           existence

            No                   longer                    I’m                   sane………


Written: May 1, 2018 (finished June 27, 2018)

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[Anapestic Pentameter format]
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Midnight
one thing
 Jun 2018 Rahama
Midnight
if i had to pick
one thing
that i loved about you
i would say
it was the yearning
in your deep
brown eyes
right before
we kissed
You are beautiful, darling.
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