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The rainbow

by lunaiswriting3 Comments on The rainbow
Whenever I view the rainbow,
Glinting throughout the sky,
I can’t help but to think about you,
And your multiple indentities.
Because the rainbow is multicolored.
And reflects the visible spectrum.
Your personalities reflect these colors,
Because theirs so many to choose from.
One day your as beautiful as the blue sky.
The next,
As bright as the yellow sun.
Some days,
You make me feel like royalty,
Such as African purple.
Then you can be angry,
As crimson red.
Becoming cold and gray.
Sometimes your heart is black,
Which makes me turn around and walk away.
Some days you’re innocent.
Or as pure as fresh snow.
Sometimes you’re vibrant green,
Some days you seem stuck in between.
Like an orange sky under twilight.
You’re as colorful as a rainbow,

That appears as soon as the storm passes…

Hello. My name is Will Hall. 38 years old. I have been a poet for over twenty years. I love writing Because it’s a form of therapy. My blog is  https://anoali.wordpress.com

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Mortality’s Game

by lunaiswritingLeave a Comment on Mortality’s Game

Beneath starry skies
Eyes divine the lies
Of an unkind mind.

Inner audience
Applaud a Godliness,
Destructive and callous.

Yet race time’s clock
Like a fired glock.
Dodge Death and decay.

Goals are our souls
Filling the holes
Of mortality’s game.

Oh, and a little bit about me… I go by Kem and I write poems as a means of expressing myself and thoughts of the world I’m in. I also dabble in short stories and very short stories, too! If you want to see more of my work, check out kemwritingfrom.home.blog or follow me on twitter @KEMwriting !

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Juxtaposition III

by lunaiswriting2 Comments on Juxtaposition III
I
Her beauty is like the dawn of the day,
Gentle and mild, pricking the strings of hay,
In such melody that outweighs the hearts,
Bewitching all mouths to move in her art.
Even the sun grudge thy lofty beauty,
That she stay awhile, you to keep beaming.
II
Like the ocean in multifacity;
Torpedo like a comet, calm in deal.
Metamorphosing such that none could get
The notion tossed at the humans that begged.
As they ply through knowledge, little they know.
Like this colleen: more complex as she grow.
Jura and Libra failed in description
Of this angelic made human ocean.
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Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Piece. Juxtaposition III
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The Rain Drop and Leaf

by lunaiswriting2 Comments on The Rain Drop and Leaf
the beautiful leaf
under the shadow of clouds
glistens when the sun shines
illuminates in the moon lightlonging to meet its lover
caring for self it nurtures
self development matters
by self independence it flatters

the cloud attracted by its beauty
could not approach as it has its duty
signals the leaf by turning grey
‘your lover is on its way’

leaf blushes without any cream
day goes by with the only dream
dressed up with properly brushed mane
kissing and hugging its lover to erase the long distance pain

the rain drop meets its love of life
the one and only would be wife
reacting to the seductive time
copulating in rhythm divine ||

Hey Fellow Readers,
My name is Kritika. I am a yoga enthusiast. This world of poetry is new to me as I don’t remember to have touched any since I completed schooling. Enjoy reading
Instagram Handle: @undressedthoughts

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Afraid

by lunaiswriting4 Comments on Afraid
I see you hiding in a corner,

Afraid of the calm before no storm.
I see you have your fears,
Yet you refuse to shed a tear
Or even call for help.
I see you walking in silence,
Drawn towards all the noise
That you hope will help drown
All the voices inside your head,
Like you’re afraid of what you might tell yourself.

And I can’t help wondering what it is
That you keep telling yourself
When all the world offers is silence.
I wonder what it is
That you can’t save yourself from,
I wonder who it is
That you’re running away from,
I wonder what it is
That keeps you fighting on your own,
When I can never even hear
You call for help.

I wonder if you know
That I know this battle is yours,
You must win it on your own.
But I also wonder if you know
That you don’t have to do it all alone.
So if you choose, you can take my hand
So you don’t have to be alone.
So if you want, I’ll sing to you
So you won’t have to shut the voices out.
I wonder if you know
That I know it’s hard when you’re afraid,
And it’s difficult to forgive yourself.
So it’s okay to ask for help,
Because I’ve been afraid too.

Hey there!
I’m Megha Khanduri, currently a student who likes to write poetry when studies get overwhelming. You can find my other poems on my blog:

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Encased

by lunaiswriting2 Comments on Encased

everything i know about who i am is inside this shell

i see
what my eyes behold in a world belonging to my perspective
i feel
what my being is influenced by
i breathe
what my body needs for survival
i smell
what my nostrils encounter in this life
i touch
what my hands need to grasp
i hear
what sounds out around me
i taste
what i satiate my body with

this body is a vessel
holding in place
all that is required
to thrive

constant motion
inside the barrier
which separates
the external of my perspective

a heart beating on its own
food moving through long tubes
enzymes, bugs, and fungus
breaking it all down

the mind focused
on a gazillion things
while i’m focused
on a trillion more

this being i am
only knows about this one life
i reside in an
encased consciousness

Susi Bocks has self-published two books – Feeling Human and Every Day I Pause. Currently, she is an Associate Editor at the virtual coffee shop – Fictional Café. You can find her work at IWriteHer.com or follow on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/MyHumanityInWrittenForm/, where she invites you to read her thoughts and get to know her. Bocks had some of her work previously published at VitaBrevis, Spillwords, Literary Yard, as well as other literary magazines.

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Silence

by lunaiswriting2 Comments on Silence

Stand atop a mountain
Death and peril far below
And feel the inner calling
Of the fire and the snow.

Stand atop a mountain
Lodged betwixt the war and peace
And see the inner beauty
Of the angel and the beast.

Stand atop a mountain
Beat the drum and stare ahead
And feel the inner music
Of the living and the dead.

Stand atop a mountain
That from birth has called your name
And feel the inner heaven
That puts all discourse to shame.

Poetry Copyright © 2018 by Ena Whiteraven   All rights reserved.  (This work has been reprinted with permission from the author.)

Bio: Ena Whiteraven is an aspiring writer and poet whose work includes elements of mystery, suspense, and fantasy. She is currently in search of publishers and fellow writers who share her vision. She’s also a guest writer at Spiritually Awkward Magazine  under the name “Ena Henry” and runs a personal blog called Superlative Deviation . Her author site can be found at The Whiteraven Net .

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