Read Poetry: Finally, by Sophia Ananda

Genre: Hope, Faith, Trust, Love, Insight, Spiritual, Spirit, Spirituality, Soul, Soulful, Connected, Connection, Human, Humans, Peace, Peaceful, Inner peace.

”Hi! How are you?” he asked, 
tired and not prepared for her answer,
when opening his arms.
She did not stop to breathe, instead 
she opened up, nothing smooth about it, 
more like an erupting volcano. 
”I am true generosity
and I am 
the not wanted envy.” 
”I am the purest of white 
and I am the blackness of sorrow,
with tiny streaks of grey.” 
”I am the golden morning light, 
and I am 
the dense evening darkness.” 
”I am in fact the earthly beginning, 
as much as I am
the heavenly end.” 
He sat down and sighed, 
exhausted after a day’s work,
then cleared his throat and whispered.
”Why? What happened?” he asked, 
wiping away the beads of sweat 
on his tanned and wrinkled forehead.
”Me … I heard the real me 
for the first time, 
and it was loud and clear. Just like you.” 
She took his cold, sweaty hand, 
gently touched his cheek and smiled. 
”It was I who finally happened.” 

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Read Poetry: SOUL, by World Imagined

Genre: Relationship, Love

 
You don’t even know
the power
you don’t realise
the flower
that grows inside
illusioned with pride
guarded by mind
is your might
is your right
to fight
versus premise of life
to know the truth
to be full, not half.

Whilst keeping it a prisoner
in a dark corner of your heart
you can not fathom
you can not know
you can not see
you can not be
who you are.
 

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Bloodshot Eyes and Tearstained Cheeks, Poetry by Amber Lee

I find myself alone with bloodshot eyes and tearstained cheeks
finally releasing the emotions I’ve kept suppressed for week

I lay here in this dark and humid room
wishing for one thing: to be next to you

Genre: deep, soul, dark, night, overthinking

Bloodshot Eyes and Tearstained Cheeks
by Amber Lee

I find myself alone with bloodshot eyes and tearstained cheeks
finally releasing the emotions I’ve kept suppressed for week

I lay here in this dark and humid room
wishing for one thing: to be next to you

I promised I wouldn’t succumb to these dangerous thoughts
but since you’re not around, they’re all that I’ve got

the voices of nostalgia are trying to convince me that things were better in the past
I’m starting to believe them, I want to go back

I know better than to think this, it drives people mad
for nostalgia just tries to make people long for the things they had

I need to domesticate my mind, before it imprisons me
so I find myself alone with bloodshot eyes and tearstained cheeks

afl 7/9/15

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