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Poetic T Mar 2020
Molecules hang
     suicide of gravity

           Shattered evaporation
Jake Welsh Feb 2020
sunlight reawakens us
from our open-eyed slumber

things happened last night, i don’t know where to begin
partly because of the outrageous events that occurred
and partly since i can’t keep my thoughts straight

boy, i could go for some pancakes and tea
and a moving monologue of redemption.
actually, no pancakes, just the other stuff.

to be honest, i’m not feeling so well. dizzy, you know?
i mean, the sun is up and shining
but i just can’t shake the feeling that the night’s not over.
my fourth (!) chapbook is coming together steadily. looking back at my work, i've noticed a trend towards conventional poem structure, but there's part of me that wants to get back to prose. it's that never ending itch to do things differently, i tell ya.
Ms L Dec 2019
See, I am waiting for the sun to come up.
One of my favorite, right?
Until my eyes are exhausted, and my mind will twisted,
I will still patiently waiting for my daylight.
Though it's lonely and dark...
I'd still choose to stay
until the dew drop on my forehead.
'Coz waiting are for those soul who really treasure what's beyond the horizon;
and those who believe that life isn't fair.
For my daylight.
Grace Haak Sep 2019
Live on.
And find ways to crack
                                         the
                                              dawn.
Ankita Gupta Aug 2019
I might run for pages, go out of line
Might write with broken nib, words that fight
Some twisted feels, come taste the lime
I might scribble tales, none held by daylight
Sunlight mist
Light a spliff
Lay down
Learn to drift
go enjoy the summer
Erian Rose Apr 2019
Till time slows
Or if the last of the
Stars drift away
I'll love you
  ~
I wish I could see you
Face to face
We could talk the day away
And in the dark of the daylight
We can fix our broken pieces
I'll love you
Only forever
~
You're always on my mind
When I'm with a friend
Or a stranger
In the end
I'll always remember
The times we spent together
~
I'll love you
Only forever
Vic Mar 2019
As I stare into the void,
Of a world I cannot hold.
I Escape now from that world,
From the world of feeling.
There is nowhere I can turn,
There is nowhere to go on.
Want to be the one,
To speak her name as mine.
Stars in the daylight.
Sun in the moonlight.
If Only.
I'm writing a small poem every day about how I feel or the world around me. This is #11
Brian McDonagh Jan 2019
Suppose there is a reason,
After all,
For why I grumble at dawn
Yet fall short to day-ify
The night

My mom never forgot
The time I was born:
12:48 pm.
I was born into daylight...
On the outside walls, of course.

I don't usually think about
My birthtime too often;
If I happen to catch this minute by sight,
I know then I am well alive!
My mom has told me the story of how the doctor almost recorded my birthtime as 12:49 pm but my mom knows it to be 12:48 pm.  Glad to be a noontide birth!
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