It's time.

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…guess it's time.

I've got to let you go.

I can't press rewind.

But there's something I need you to know.

I was so blind.

Hurting you was never my goal.

I should have put you on a shrine.

Truth be told.

I never meant to make you cry.

I didn't know how to play the role.

Now I feel like I want to die.

Losing you has taken its toll.

Now I am serving for my crime.

With no chance of parole.

Now that you're no longer mine.

I'm losing control.

I can't seem to find.

A way to…

By James Holton


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TwoSouls

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…turbulent emotions,
dragging my ragged soul.
Going through the motions,
hoarding the time, we stole.

We lit a match and watched it burn,
setting the world ablaze.
Searching spirits that yearned,
struck dumb by the others gaze.

Finding harmony in the violence,
two hearts trapped in stone.
Finding peace in the silence,
of being together; alone.

Swallowing each other’s pain,
each a half that made a whole.
Alighting the others passions,
same speed; same…

By L.E. Walker

Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/madgirlsmusings/

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Fighting for my own soul.

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…you for the first time.
With your wickedness and sorrow painted across your face with blood.
The emptiness and haterd from your eyes
Stabbing my soul causing me to become weak.
You stared at me with a smile of a demon.
I stared back.
I screamed you can't have me.
You will not take my soul!
It stared back bringing coldness to my being.
Fear engulfed my body freezing me in place.
Tears fall like meteors hitting the floor setting my world on fire.
SILENCE!
the world falls still.
The demon winks an smiles
It whispers you will see.
Then…

By Adam Blankenship

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A Political Party, A Cult Or A Club?

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…open,
political party,
it professes to be,
bound by ideology,
beliefs, and
principles,
ideology it sells in
public domain,
to convince and
to recruit members,
beliefs it promotes
to win elections,
to form a government.

Behind facade of
a party-
lies inner chamber,
for hidden faces,
further down is a
concave with
tenebrous light
belonging to
unknown elders.

Twenty-four-seven,
concave is alive,
meetings,
deliberations,
discussions are held
in groups,
by elders unknown
in the public
in unusual regalia.

Papa-in-council
follows,
to fine tune
deliberations,
review then ratify;
from conclave
emerges working document
promoted by known faces.

Working document soon to…

By Silas Abayomi

Website: http://edusocom.blogspot.com

Twitter: silas_abayomi

Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/silas.abayomi

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True Believer

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…message is for my cannibals and savages

Those that drink Christ blood and eat His flesh

What I'm saying is not lavish or elaborate

I'm admonishing in these versed passages televangelists

All of you cannot hide behind the cameras

It's easier through the eye of a needle for a camel to tread

Than you who are rich for you've received your rewards and paradise

And now let me begin my diatribes chronicling what you won't sacrifice

 

I cannot be sedentarily passive in this aggression

You have victimized the sheep so I won't be silent so be offended, shepherds

You have…


By Clarence Ferguson Jr

Website: http://www.facebook.com/cdouble34musicpoetry/

Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/cdouble34musicpoetry/

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Collective Love

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…stardust from above

Sprinkling down upon us

It's called Collective Love

It wraps itself around us

It permeates our soul

It links us all together

It's goal? To make us whole!

It's breaking through illusions

It's making itself known

For most, it's taken years and years

For those seedlings to have grown

But now it's undeniably

A force beyond compare

The cognizance of the divine fact

Each is Source's precious heir

Within this very moment

Of time's perpetual Now

Our full collective consciousness

Is carrying out its vow

I tell you, we're all part of it

Straight from the stars…

By Sharon Cunningham

Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/sharon.cunningham.5076


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Welcome To My World

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…the same things to you

That I used to do

Do you think of me all day

Can't wait to hear my voice

Or even send a message

When a call is not a choice

Am I the first thing on your mind

Upon rising from your bed

Am I just like that silly tune

That seems stuck your head

When at last, we've had a chance to speak

Are you beside yourself

Even so giddy you've found you put

Milk on the pantry shelf

And then at night, are your dreams filled

With rapturous fantasies

That upon waking make…

By Sharon Cunningham

Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/sharon.cunningham.5076

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I’ve got 10x10 Footsteps in this Land and I’ll Trade You Happily

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…can stay right between these walls.

Forever. Really.

I have never feared what’s held in here.

Those noises stay just in those halls.

No eyes can scan past my plane so tall,

No hands can chase to squeeze me raw.


I am safe.

And not safe like sound

but safe like bound,

and bound like glued to the floor,

like nobody could ever again pull me past that door.


I don’t care to fall back for a lover,

can’t truly seek within them a secure cover.

Men can grow fickle after phallus introduced,

and I desire a shelter tight, not…


By Zoe Rose

Website: https://www.youtube.com/thewholeofhell

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Home-Away From Pain

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…my neck, for this life I no longer beg.
Sign of my death like a check, for this life has me by the leg.

Drop me ocean deep,
And do not weep, do not weep,
It's my death,
I knew it would come like my birth on earth.

Caskets are for those who die in peace,
But not for those who's pain never cease.
Funerals are for those who lived in hope,
But not for those who die by the rope.

Although I had the brains,
I couldn't bust my own chains.
Don't you please say a prayer,
A good…

By Donerd Leviticus

Website: http://www.facebook.com/Donerd-Leviticus-Poetry-2164410803780805/

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Bald Scalps and Bold Ant Eaters

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…reality from duplicity.
Facts are the scalp where that hairy truth grows.
Politicians are tragicomedies hairstyling truths
through media channels for curlers and police for brushes.

See before stepping into office a typical joke is bald
so he brushes up his social work: kisses a few babies
and makes promises to use media channels for big curls

Years later, people recognize a liar and his baldness
is again in the market so he creates chaos using police
like brushes to brush people in directions he frizzes!

Then when shootings happen and the public sinks in debts
for rockets and missiles…

By Pasithea AnimaLibera
Website: https://ello.co/pasitheaanimalibera
Twitter: RogueMalachite

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