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Marebear May 6
Summer air and drenched leaves
Of goals never reached
The wind gliding through my soul
A melody of god's ways untold
A repetition to understand
Listened once, forgot again
Grief, they say, is the last form of love
Being clawed away are these yearnings for more
A new taste and new love
To be god's fool
The one he sent out to ramble of helpless needs
And blissful deeds
Let this world be greedy
We are too starved to express
Oh god, make us bleed
Make us poor a trail of wonderment
for a better world
Where the starving woman dances
With the wind that only she can see
Wonder
Joss Lennox Apr 11
back in the zone, back to facing my darkest shadows,
refusing to settle for outdated versions,
choosing to confront, not run
here is where I meet myself, without the judge,
with more understanding,
and unconditional love,
because if there were no struggle,
to some degree,
how would I even begin to know the real me?
Writing has always been a way for me to express myself. I hope sharing some of it helps anyone struggling to find their voice.
Dew drops dripping over a delicate daisy,

Buffered with a few bitter moments all hazy.

Sailed in indispensable souvenirs like salt in the sea,

Crossed all the stratified layers to see through me.



More than friends but less than a couple we are,

Hiding all the ******* memories no matter how far.

vivid Eyes full of stories, divine heart full of delight,

Carved those melancholy thoughts smooth and bright.



At the edge of the celestial moon, the choice awaits,

Turbulent chaos clustered with the written fates.

Poured a whole new hope into the broken soul,

grew an evocative forest with the legitimate goal.



Always grateful for being my unpaid therapist,

together in every formidable problem to assist.

taught me not to give up and continue to fight,

in the end, that’s what makes everything right.
Thanks for checking out my poem! All open for your sweet reviews.
Arii Mar 11
Another year rolls
around.
Another step into the world,
out

there it is,
there it stays.

In front of me,
and I think;

What to do, what’s anew?
I could step into the downpour
and let the rain
fall down on me.

But I sit at home
Lay down
and let my mind wander.

What to do, what’s anew?

A million empty promises
I won’t see through.
Love making new years goals every 31st December knowing dang gosh well I'm not gonna get any of them done.
Gideon Mar 7
Uphill battles may be ahead,
but they are also behind us.
Do not follow Sisyphus’s footsteps.
Reach your goals and be complete.
Lillian Feb 26
Tried so hard it surpassed my limits
I'm a drained over achiever and a dreaming believer
Really my work is a reward if you could tell by my eyebags
Education system won't let me take a breather
Determination is my pill and I won't stop until I'm burnt out.
Archer Feb 19
If I take one hand, and place it in yours, are we sharing hands or are we sharing a moment?
~~~~
It seems that so many times, one person may not see enough of the other to truly respect and understand the intentions and thoughts of each other.

We may be frightened and lose sight of the goals and opportunities we are presented.

I look forward to the future, don’t dwell on the past, and cherish the present.
And it is all already with you.

So frequently one may be clouded and not see the beautiful things and beautiful people around themselves.
So frequently we convince ourselves of worry and angst and
so frequently we blind ourselves of any escape we may have.
Bekah Halle Feb 6
In this world we will have troubles:
Daily struggles, some self-inflicted, some externalised.
I can now see my greatest sin has been: refusing to accept God’s grace.
Lavishly bestowed: freely given: no strings attached, no punishment afflicted.
I repent of being internally conflicted; rning my eyes to His face,
He holds me, loves me, molds me,
As hard as this journey of life has been,
I see beauty is springing forth from within me from thee.
As deeper understanding is gained,
I can release the heavy burdens and unnecessary chains.
Grace: freely given, I now receive,
Grace: everlasting gift truly unmatched and unrestrained.
There is a face in the mist,
One that belongs not to me,
And it stares into my eyes,
Knowingly.
Tell me what you know!
For what have you come?
Why do you reach across the mists,
And stare?
I feel no matter where I am, someone is watching me contemptuously. So I strive to impress them.
Jeremy Betts Jan 25
I literally can't explain
How I'm still here;
Every single attempt
I've FAILED
Year after year
Went bottoms up
On a fresh bottle of Unisom®
FAIL
Two bottles of the same blue
At the same time
FAIL
THREE bottles
But this time
Of the extra strength variety
A 96 count in each
FAIL
One swipe of a blade
Straight across
Horizon inspiration
FAIL
Two more swipes
From left to right
Both left and right respectively
At an angle this time
FAIL
Eyes closed before a five story attempt to fly
Minus wings
FAIL
What have I learned?
Only that the next one
MUST NOT FAIL
Don't worry,
I'll get it right eventually
Trust me
You'll all see
I'll be
The hero in my story
Slaying the beast,
Escaping this purgatory
And FINALLY
Ending this tragedy
The only way I know how
...
I don't know how
...
Pageantry turned reality
...
This final bow is just that
...
A final bow
...
Please don't remember me

©2025
Is this to much? Does it make you uncomfortable? Sorry not sorry. I'm only relaying my reality
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