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Taylor - Sweety Jan 2019
When I say I like him means,
despite my fear of heights,
I will fall for him blindfolded from any height

When I say I like him means,
Though I hate goat cheese,
I would eat it just to spend my time with him at the dining

When I say I like him means,
Despite my fright of speed
I would sit in a race car with him

When I say I like him means,
Though I am scared of darkness
I would walk miles at night just to have a glimpse of him

When I say I like him means,
Despite my impatience
I would wait for days, for him to text back, Because I know how busy he is

When I say I like him means
If he says his favorite color is blue
My wardrobe will change till every color of my dress matches to his taste

When I say I like him means
I look at his pictures 1000 times
And search for that glimpse of his fondness

When I say I like him means
I would go over his text messages over and over
To picture his mood in my head,  when he sent me those messages and for that one word where he might have confessed that he likes me too
A Simillacrum Jan 2019
Accept the flaws in myself,
lasso the breadth
of my errors
with no regret.

I believe there's a switch
where the matter
lives in a state
of yes or no.

Commit to the wind in word,
I won't wrestle
control from
anyone but me,
and my worst self.

Empathy on high,
Sympathy on low,
Compassion on,
for transparency.
Compassion off,
for sympathy play.

I am not a means,
I am a world.

My worth
is not measured
in the weight
of my faith in
and the care I take
of others.
Abby M Jan 2019
The Great Wave
A sight often mistaken for a thing of beauty
A sight that means death
A graceful tragedy
Cana Dec 2018
Today I'm filled with muted optimism
Something not often seen skulking around my peripheral.
Some retail therapy and a ***** free day.

I write you blinded, literally, consumerism blaring,
shining RED in my eye. My new shoes and sparkly
chemical incentives sitting comfortably on my feet
and in the back of my skull respectively

you know? Just above my nape.

The weekend is over.
That person has left, incised from delicate parts
where hurt feels more justified than starving children and
diseased refugees, "oh so woe is me" avoided.

We shouldn't have gone skiing together, the snow was far from ready.
The passengers leapt from the derailing train, terrified of sludgy wet slopes.

This time around I won't let them come so close. Stiff arm, no more than three. No more poems for you, or freedom for me.
I felt like putting my rambling brain onto a screen. Its not meant to make sense, my brain rarely does.
J Nov 2018
To me,
you are
not just
another
means to
an end.

You are
the end.
The End
For yourself
For someone else
theo bea Oct 2018
happiness is a risk,
and to risk means to know its cost
Arcassin B Oct 2018
By Arcassin Burnham

2012 was a promising year full of hopefuls.
These days nobody recognize the things that make us faithful.
To God I mean,people always wanna find a stupid reason.
To do unnecessary things and make it a horrible season.

Questionable outcomes to a tragedy or a devastation.
the future might be holding up everything at it's extintion.
Slow hours of the day you wonder if you might just die.
Let's hope that happens at an old age without the erge to pry.

I got what you want , I got what you need,
I could give you knowledge if you know how to use it to survive,
Materials we flaunt, we no longer need,
For the end of days will be coming pretty soon , save some lives.

You fought a little longer my friend,
It's all worth it in the end,
You got your whole life ahead of you,
What we had in the past is way over due,
You fought a little longer my friend,
It's all worth it in the end,
You got your whole life ahead of you,
What we had in the past is way over due.

/

Follow the light for directions,
At a North star from shining bright through a Lord that'll never give up on you even in your lightest or your darkest of darkest of days where the pains may come then slowly
Fade away into nothingness like a slow motion fall to Oblivion and agony as I would see while vasting in my broken dreams with a sight for sore eyes and friend that I need
In this life, nobody knows what I need,
A banana seed that never grows,
Times get hard as common as my body shows,
I wanna be great just like the nba players that  get endorsements but not have my
Soul taken,
Difficult times call for difficult measures weather or not you have it
Good or not,
Theres nothing powerful than God and love and family but as I see it,
Have to learn to tie those knots,
Aspirations.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/10/see-lte-2-official.html
Arcassin B Sep 2018
by Arcassin Burnham

In a room full of sinners , there's girls , and there's boys, and there's false leaders
Planning and preying on all of the people,
People are starting to wake up and realize what's going on because of the misguided teachings,
Freeing your mind in this cruel world don't make you any less of a person , man it only gets lethal,
Banding together is the only way in this life , Maybe we should call a meeting.

Times are hard you see,
Suicidal teens , slowly increasing,
Into the furnace,
Brutal memories,
Clashing of teeth , hands out , say please,
Down into the furnace.

I never thought that we would make it far in this condition,
I never thought I could determine what this means,
I never thought that I would see the light of day again.
I never thought that I would kiss like what they did in movies,
I never thought that love would really deceive me,
I never thought that....
Everything would fall into place, at the wrong pace.

Times are hard you see,
Suicidal teens , slowly increasing,
Into the furnace,
Brutal memories,
Clashing of teeth , hands out , say please,
Down into the furnace.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/09/open-furnace_27.html
George Krokos Jul 2018
Self effort and grace is what true religion is about
and both in life nobody can ever really do without.
They are the two wings of our soul which allow it to soar
and the means by which we can all reach Heaven’s shore.
_____
From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's
Farzaneh Qaf Jul 2018
So I asked you for a sign
After days of sorrow, nine
Waiting for ten in my dreams
Hallelujah! Winkled! beans!
They said magic!
I said
Means
Means to reach you
Not in dreams
Ways to please you
I won't tease you
That's such an honor
For semi nun and *****.
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