Female Beauty

A female body Is filled with fruit Folded so perfectly Kissed by natures roots   Do not deny For their beauty Is to be testified To praise is ones duty   Each edge carved Like wooden artifacts Strong and study Our love is not an act. Painting by: Francine Van Hove

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Townhouses

Cracked concrete Broken families With lost children A different childhood   Welfare is just Another addition Surrounded with people Controlled by addiction   “Don’t go outside” Cried their mother Already lost one Graves of brothers   Just small children This is reality Townhouses are nice But some come   With a price. _______________________________________________________ Yes, this…

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First Kiss

Lips like velvet Cracked like concrete You kissed me All too tenderly   Senses touched but our innocence left untouched For no one   Has made me feel As such. *Picture from Pinterest*

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Alive

We danced in shackles And scars across Our backs   We sang in decks With death upon our path   We cried in cages As thieves stole Our children   We lived in pain Yes, we lived Our lives. Picture taken with iPhone 6s Plus

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To Love You

How delicate is your skin That brushes so softly and tickles souls from within How rough is your heart That steals joy blindly Blackened as coal Ripped apart How sweet is your voice That hums so sadly Makes us whole To rejoice Loving you was easy, I fell without A choice.   *Artist Unknown*

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Paper House

All we see Are burnt cigars Broken homes Abandoned cars   Home is drawn By ghosts of ancestors With bloody gowns And unread letters   For no one can live alone, In this fragile home. *Photograph from Pinterest*

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Constellations

Intergalactic, yet close Each light protrudes Brightening dark holes and stealing ones soul   Bright dots reflects On children’s eyes In the darkened sky They chase fireflies   Reaching for those Forbidden to hands Merely dust Particles of sand   Trace small lines Quickly, Before the sun spies. Stars cannot shine   Without a darkened…

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The Art Of Healing

“Time has the ability to mend all the wounds.” -Anonymous Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. This moment has passed. And the moment you were reading that last sentence has just past. And now time has passed again. The cycle continues. Time is unending, it will always continue to move forward and so will you. Time does…

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Goodbye

Hands never seemed so majestic, vibrations of patterns He waved. I waved. I said goodbye.   Never turned back for one last look in your eyes. Maybe a smile, will let us live for a while.   Do not look for my silence cries. Just look for bones and ashes, Once we parish and die. This picture…

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Dark Sided

What is life without purity? All she ever feels Is pain and irony   Circled by mistakes, like a death sentence. Her mind is cursed by a mortifying presence _____________________________________________________________  This poem is basically sums up January. Painting: Unknown Artist

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