Don’t Judge the Cover of My Book
Females
If I gain a little weight, I am too much or fat.
If I get too skinny, I am not enough.
If I wear makeup, you say, “Be natural.”
If I stay natural, you say, “Ugly.”
No matter what I do is wrong to someone.
Men
If I show emotions, I’m soft.
If I’m just nice, I’m trying too hard.
If I don’t, I’m dirty.
If I talk a lot, I’m annoying.
If I stay quiet, I’m weird.
If I focus on school, I’m boring.
If I don’t, I’m dumb.
If I trust people, I get played.
If I don’t, I’m hard to deal with.
No matter what I do is wrong to someone.
Society
The internet rules, judging us humans by the cover of our books,
but are not reading the chapters inside.
I mean, why?
Why do we judge our people by race,
our hair or face,
how we act
and how we don’t act?
You’re over here wondering why I can’t be myself,
because if I act like you, I am cool,
but if I act like me, I am weird.
Close your eyes,
Take a deep breath,
Let it go slowly,
Refresh your mind...
Can you hear something?
Listen to it,
They are telling you,
A wonderful story together…
Can you see their bond?
They connect the earth and the sky,
They are embracing one another,
Protecting us with endless love…
Can you feel it?
The gentle breeze and the birds’ chirping,
add more colours,
to their immortal relationship…
Can you ignore their mission?
Think for a moment,
They are the real heroes,
Of this beautiful planet…
Searching for affection
Heart pound attraction
Kiss to kiss romance
Trust in assurance
Eye to Eye contact influence
Hearts big as a wide ocean
Bodies close
Love on bull’s eye
Hearts sailing on attention
Through the caress of sensation
Your love our love
Everything in between like soaring Doves
Among the sunshine during the day
Admiring the moon at night
Craving couples taking hold
Kiss after kiss pulsations
From the head to the toes
Love being a good find
The course of genuine.
western winds blowing
gray storm clouds are arriving
taking cover now
A mother's love,
wings of a dove,
will cover me.
Starting my life,
with a midwife,
a baby cries.
Growing older,
always for me,
loving shoulder.
Life without you,
I cry daily,
so very blue.
I woke at three when duty called,
The night was quiet, the world so small.
But then I heard a gentle sound,
The plastic covers moving around.
By day they stir, yet go unheard,
Lost in the rush of every word.
But in the night their voices stay,
So clear, they will not fade away.
Somethings are heard better when the world stays still.
EPSTEIN STUFF MUST STOP
TRUMP DEMANDS JUST LET IT DROP
HIS DEMANDS FALL PLOP
You'll want to cover yourself.
I've got circumcision scissors in my pocket.
I'm liable to use them.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
SEARCH FOR ME on the dusty bookshelf,
in this room filled with very old books.
I sit here waiting to be chosen,
needing to be read by a reader.
Do you know it is hard to find me?
Old books standing cover to cover,
wait for a reader to SEARCH FOR ME.
I long to be in your loving hands,
and being read by your loving eyes.
Every year I pinch-hit on Christmas
for a Christian so devout
That if he had to work on the holiday
he’d just sit and pout
This year was no different from the rest
except he made a slight change
This Christian also became a full-fledged Jew
~ So, I had to cover for him on Chanukah too
Like summer air, the heat will rise
Your color meets my sunburnt eyes
The water rushed against my thighs
You cover me
My umbrella was wet,
So they gave me a bag.
A wet floor at the gym
Would be kind of a drag.
It was still coming down
When I left, so I tugged
My umbrella from where
In my bag it was snugged.
Once at home, it dried out,
But the cover was lost,
Leading me on a search
Of the streets I had crossed.
It was there on the walk,
Looking wet and forlorn,
But it didn’t look dirty
Or muddy or torn.
It’s now hanging to dry,
Reunited, I’m glad,
With my favorite umbrella
That I’ve ever had.
grounds powdery snow
came in with the gusty wind~
garden snowed under
My paper
Resembles
No truth
Of California
As article
Confined
The Times
Remain Blankets
Against Truth
Justice
as hours
of California
revel in
rebellion
Cover my shame
You can’t shame the shameless
Cos he got no worth no more to hold on
He feels he is good enough to be
Just empty
He got no Hope and nothing to Hope for
He lost all he worth and deserves
To his masters
Who he must always abides
To his rules
He got no say nor rights
All he does is just live for the moment
And obey orders
Their is no justification worthy for the shameless
Cos he got no dignity
His life must be hard yet he don’t care
He don’t even see it
He enjoys his suffering and smile like the happiest in front of the world
He could be your entertainer
He could be your friend
He could be your worker
He could be your brother
He could be your father
Nothing moves him any more
He has seen it all
Felt it all but
He is stuck yet don’t know
He is in captive yet don’t care
I once asked him why he never cares
he replied with a deep smile
I have nothing to lose
I have nothing to gain
But I have a life to live
And all you see is what I got.
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