Daring Scars

I have never been in a painful passion
I’m yet to suffer a heartbreak
But still, I want to feel it in a poem
I still want to experience it in a fantasized epic
I want to portrait the painful moment
In a short sonnet of emotional depression
I desire to perceive the flowing sound of tears
Flowing from a bleeding heart
Whose lying down in unexotic pieces
I want to witness men perjured oneself
Memories being stimulated into amnesia
Smiles turning into scars
Waiting for a chivalrous healing
The remedy of all daring scars

Nesbertt Zengeni is a Hope Preacher. A Zimbabwean Published author of The Voice in Exile. Blog: https://thenesbertblog.wordpress.com/

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Poor Heart

Oh! wretched poor heart!
Why does thou care for all
those careless heart again and again?
Thou care for those merciless heart
as soft petals of a blooming flower.
Oh!wretched poor heart!
Even after giving so much care.
I see , you receive the unknown thunder
which is as dark as raged cloud
howling in the serene sky.
Oh!wretched poor heart!
Do you believe that love and attention
can be obtained in such unappetizing way?
Your love and care will be fruitful only when
it will get into some gracious heart one day.
Hello, My name is Anisha Das. I am an Economics Honours student,Blogger.
I love to read and write blogs. Photography and watching Bengali art films are my other hobbies. My blog link: https://anishadas17.wordpress.com
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Poseidon’s Wrath

The last time I stood here,
You shook the very earth beneath my feet,
Destroying what we had built together.
Walls, fortresses, cities, we had spent years solidifying.
You tore my world apart, and left me in ruins,
All without lifting a finger.​

Might not be sure about much — but what I am sure about: my love for God, art and the creative.
“I’m just trying to tell you my story and expose you to my mind in the best way that I know how.”
Be inspired. Be challenged. Be great.

Kyrel Thompson | https://kyrelthompson.wordpress.com/

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Color your Dreams

The way of love…
How often will you allow memories of me to color your dreams?
I want to be in your thoughts everyday because you are always in mine
I know that dead or alive, near or far
You will always be in my heart
Paint your life a fantasy of different shades!
When awake or asleep
While dreaming
The secrets of my passion shall be revealed unto you…
Such sweet incense of love
The flames rising from earth to transcend beyond Avalon…
Where rainbows are a million trellis of colors…
Where beauty is a right and the flowers forever in bloom…
Where peace abounds…
Where life is free!!
Tell me what I want to hear…
Sing the song that gives me pleasure…
Let me take you to where dreams are realities…
Where the brush will fit in your hands!!!
Now is the time
The waiting is over for me
Such long moments of expectations
I must have my price, my quarry
For you
It is a dawn of new treasures to gather
When all imagined joys shall be yours…
Such ripples of varying sensations
A Paradise for the privileged…
Was it not love that deemed you worthy of itself?

Hi, I’m Jerry Peri, I live in Kaltungo, Nigeria, I’m a subsistence farmer, a poet/author and I blog @ www.celebrityplatform.org

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Everybody’s looking for something

I don’t know why, but
I’m looking
through faces
through ages
in mirrors
through pages
between the lines
betwixt my ears
in the turn of phrases
and held back tears
in unasked giving
in secret care
in a God forgiving
in a smile so rare

Hello, I am Lee Dunn. Working stiff (retired).  Avid reader, dreamer, and searcher. I write some eclectic poetry, prose, personal stories, and fiction. Have had work published in the Shelburne Free Press. I blog on WordPress at https://secret-lifeof.com/

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Typewriter Poetry

Arctic Water

Learn how ice water
Feels against your cold blue skin,
Drowning your sorrows.

I am a retired registered nurse, (38 years), who has always had a passion for writing. Now that I am retired, I have written and published two non-fiction books on Amazon and getting back in touch with my poetry. Blog: http://thoughtsaboutthingsnet.wordpress.com/

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