Isnt Poems

Just a dream

It was just a dream but I have a headache from tears I never shed. 
It was just a dream but my breath is racing. 
It was just a dream but my heart is still thudding in my chest. 
It was just a dream but the pain still pulsates throughout my entire body. 
It was

Isnt She a Bit Odd

"Isn’t she a bit odd?" a PTA lady asked me.
I did not know what to say.

She was my cousin, so not odd to me.
The others fell silent.

"I think she came to one of our meetings, " one said.
"I remember that,"  another chimed in. "She didn’t fit in so well."

Probably because you were so welcoming,

But Isnt a Witch Bad

She cannot be a witch, the children cry.
She is our great-grandmother, we call her Vi.
She comes floating down the stair and gives them the eye.
What are you speaking of? And she asks them why.

Someone called you a witch, the children said.
Oh, yes, she agreed. “Until I am dead.”
You know that a witch can paint her

When All You Thought Was True, Isnt

“When all you thought was true, isn’t ...” 


When all you thought 
was true,
isn’t

an interesting 
conversation
sashays in 

opening
channels
has begun 

quite alien
epistemological
holy smoking light ray

stun gun 

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)

“Narayan”/The Prodigy
https://youtu.be/bzVjZu4fl4o



“UFOs, Religion & Technology”/UAP Society
https://youtu.be/FoWKTjSUx3s

Kyiv Astronomers capture “UAPs everywhere” using meteor-tracking software
https://youtu.be/E2ZSlLH0TzE






“The nitrogen in our DNA, 
the calcium in our teeth, 
the iron in our blood, 
the

Love Isnt Real

You think you found the one
It isn’t the first time either 
You trust them completely 
You tell them everything 
you would tell the one
you thought you would 
spend your life with 

Next thing you know 
everything goes to hell
in a hand basket 
Once again love slips
through your fingers
It turns out to be
all a lie once

Family Isnt Just Biological

When papa brought me home, I felt loved from the start.
I had no problem giving all of you my whole heart,
You all never made me feel like canine, I was family.
I was protective towards you all; I gave all of me,
When I ran out the gate, I ran after my little brother
Aimed to keep him

It Isnt Easy

(a firefly poem)

Love isn’t easy to find, it’s ?well-camouflaged.

Life Isnt Good

Unfair treatment at the hands of a boss 
Power mad, slanderous causing me loss 
Invalidated, worthless and lost, 
Friends disregarding never giving a toss 

Walking alone with no purpose or value 
stuck in a zone where there’s no me and you 
an individual lost, pointless confused 
Never awarded rewards always feeling used 

No one cared

Every Day Isnt

Every Day Isn’t
(Toast & Orange Juice)
Written: by Miracle Man
June 14, 2021

 In the spring of my life,
when leaf was green.
Thoughts were fixed on,
places & things unseen.

But as life progressed,
those yearnings chilled.
Many earlier aspirations,
are now filed, unfulfilled.

My body now covered,
with markings of time.
Leaving me to fantasize,
back to my prime.

My smile has vanished,
replaced by frown.
I sit and

What Were In Isnt Love

I’m half me
Are you half you
We’ve given up
Still there’s much to lose 

We’re lying here together 
When we should call a truce
For fighting off these feelings 
There really is no use

What we’re in....isn’t love
We’ve settled for
What’s not part of us
We both miss
The passion and lust
Cause what we’re in.... isn’t love 

Would you like coming home
To

Temptation Isnt Sin

Temptation isn’t Sin
Written: by Miracle man
October 19, 2020

We don’t have to sin each time we’re tempted,
* because God makes for us an avenue of escape.
A Christian doesn’t go through life untempted,
but with each temptation our character we reshape.

 Like leeches on skin Satan adheres to your soul,
not always leaving telltale scars in sight.
It’s always little

Home Isnt the Same For Everyone

I hide in my room from the bull this house draws in, and puts out through the people inside. I miss the happiness this house had. I miss feelings welcome, and loved in this house... Its not home anymore.

Home:
1. A place filled with people you love, and who love you.
2.A place you feel safe

Home is

If Poetry Isnt Fun

Stop writing

Death Isnt the End

Death isn’t the end
It can’t be
It’s not that I feel you here
I wish that I could so badly
I look for signs that you’re near

Death isn’t the end
It can’t be
You’re on my mind constantly
I hear your voice
Your laugh
Your screech
I imagine exactly how you’d be

Death isn’t the end
It can’t be
You had so much more left to give
To

This Isnt Who I Was

If i fell apart, would i really die
If you found out i got hurt, would you even cry
Why am i alive, i wish that i could die,
The horrid pain of death, needles in my spine
This death that i speak of, i think i’ll call it life
My chest is so heavy, it’s become hard to smile

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