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Spriha Kant Apr 2021
When fear flutters me I close my heart's shutter for preventing its entry inside me.

© SPRIHA KANT
Jane Smith Apr 2021
Hum
Dimly lit and sleep deprived
Aphrodite's curse and blessing
Hums like the embrace of a lover
And its ecstatic affection
Is a comfort between dull moments
Uncaring and cold
Just how I adore them

The bottle
The hum
The dream
Addictive
Meaning less than nothing
And more than everything

The walls have ears
But my bed has arms
And it holds me tight
Like my chains
Love debilitating and wrong

I find myself lost in the sheets again
Venus has her own curse
And I have my blessing
And we both suffer through them
chang Feb 2021
You know, the sun
could burn so hot,
but it never tells you
how it hurts when it
burns so low instead.
Once, you've said,
I'm like a bottle of sunshine
you sip on cloudy days.
That my smile
parallels a sun
for how it could
light up a room
or warm a heart.
But you could not
tear open a sun
and touch something cold inside.
I have known millions
of smiles similar to mine.
Under cloudy skies,
just millions of burning suns.
noor Feb 2021
many people have died
and their loved ones have grieved

i have also died
and have also grieved

for the girl i once was
who is no longer with me
ever since this pandemic began ive slowly lost myself more and more. i think the old noor is gone forever. i cant seem to find her.
Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2021
I did not realize the weight of all these bad decisions
Directly in the shade cast by massive collisions
Needed to move somewhere warm
Escape the cycle of snow
Garden was fading when it needed to grow
For own sanitys sake I fled
Couldn't outrun the hell inside my head
No matter where I go the past follow me like a lost puppy
Unpolished Ink Jan 2021
I have a pleasant face
nothing special so they tell me
but pleasant all the same
I have a surprisingly pleasant singing voice
ok to listen to
but not pleasant enough to bring me fame
I live in a very pleasant house
in a very pleasant place
with my pleasant singing voice
and my chubby pleasant face
If only they all knew
how I long to be less commonplace
and just for once I would like to cheat and win the ****** race!
Being pleasant is a ****** curse!
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
The moon hanging above is the only one who knows my pain
Listen to laughter in my mind until I go insane
Please do not let the stress consume me in a single bite
Listening to negative voice that raises almost every night
And the moon offers subtle comfort when demons emerge to play
Take a small step forward
Two back the next day
Is it my blood or am I simply too weak?
Won’t give up on looking for the answers that I seek
The world will not make it easy but I have faith I will pull through
And hopefully find happiness hidden inside too
And if I don’t we’ll at least I gave it my best effort
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