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Have You Ever Been In Love

Have you ever been in love? 
How to even answer that question
Those who have been in love look crazy to the ones who have not
Where you don't even know why you love the person your soul just won't stop thinking about
You try everything to get away from them, so you don't think about them
Because it's just too painful
Yet something appears and you can't help but to picture them 
It sounds like an obsession
And you ask yourself are you sick
Why does this person mean so much to me
Especially when I mean so little to them
Does it ever go away
I hope so  
I wish you could just detach yourself from what the soul wants
What it needs 
Sure you can move on with your life and start over but memories just exist and you can't stop it when a memory just passes by
But walking through that pain is the best way to get through it
Honoring it for what it is
Not suppressing and coping
Easier said than done
At times I think some are addicted to that pain
How do you know if you are in love
Is it ones looks 
Is it ones mind 
Is it ones belongings 
Is it ones title  
Is it ones talents 
Love has never been described accurately
Just descibed the best way that someone knew how to articulate and write
Many have spent lifetimes trying to explain love
Where others could just feel it in their souls
But that’s just it
Love is a undescrible phenomenon
It only has ever been able to be felt not explained
And if you dont know oneself you will never know
So I ask you
Is your soul awake 
Is your heart open 
Is your mind balanced enough to receive it when it shows 
Love is suppose to recongize love, so I thought 
But when you are hindered 
When you are guarded
When you are scared 
When you do not trust 
When you don't know what unconditional love feels like 
You will never be able to recognize love for what it is 
And before you know it, if you aren't careful
It will just vanish 
Disappear 
Never to be seen again 
Sure you will find a version of what you felt, from someone else 
But will that version last
So many seperations, from those who thought they knew love 
But they didn't even know themselves, so how could they know love
It will never quite feel the same 
And ultimately you will be alone
Sometimes you will get a second chance 
And sometimes you only get one
So, I ask you have you ever been in love?
© Rita Lopez  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Relax You Say

Relax you say, perhaps easier said than done
Time to let down your hair and go out and have some fun
Stress and tension team up to wage war on all of us
This dynamic duo is not happy unless they create a big fuss
They attack our positive emotions in such a profound and negative way
We can't allow these villains of mayhem to control our days
It is time to stop them in their tracks by fighting back
Take a holiday to an exotic beach and have some fun
They seem powerless against the pristine waters and the gorgeous sun
Go out for a walk breath the nice air, and think only happy vibes
In the end, it is up to us to banish these negative emotions for evermore
We have the means, we just need the desire to boot them out the door
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member the 15 second hex

I’m tired of influencers faking nervousness.
my generation wants to care less
these days.
it’s a counter-current hack.
we want to be less defined.
we can search and reflect for ourselves.
we’re sick of the emotion
that’s all over everyone’s faces,
the unsightly splotches of opinion.
the entire election machine,
the process of getting there, is smudged.
It’s a curated mess, an advising spin,
an incomprehensible hex:

“Oh profit pondering,
contradictory means to an end
- bless weave, and conceal,
bloodless dollar debt options,
painful penny pincher paradoxes,
and deadly debt bliss dilemmas..”

“Is this a witch or an arbitrager?” Lisa asked, after rudely leaning over and reading up to this point.
“I was shooting for a numinous type of beat,” I revealed.
“We’re supposed to be working on our thesis definitions,” she said accusingly.
“Are you not challenged, here, hour by hour?” I asked sarcastically.
“I need ideas - well - I have too many ideas, I need some focus, I wanted to see what you had.”
I deadpan looked at her, “Well, you broke the spell - I lost my train.” I complained dryly.
“Don’t put me in a situation.” she said, waving my gripe off as insignificant.
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Forgiven

Today I realize how much God cares for me.
His mercy and unconditional love I clearly see.
I'm about to start a new chapter in my life.
Letting go of unhappiness and strife.
Grateful for being a mother and a wife.
Starting today I leave the past where it belongs, behind, setting myself free.
When unknown it is the future that will be.
No longer am I in a prison of my own making, it was a deadly mistake.
Here it is, a second chance to start over, what else will it take?
To wake up and dream again, and see what's at stake.
Loneliness is a liar and a cheat.
You can rise again from the ashes, like a phoenix, and not let it defeat.
Its true that its all easier said than done.
But nothing can be fixed once you're already gone.
Don't let fear steal your joy, one day at a time, reflect on what is real.
Take charge and open your heart, forgive and heal.
Sadness and anger are not part of the deal.
Make new memories live in the moment, don't take it for granted.
Realizing that blessings surround you every day, and its all you've ever wanted.
Let God work in you and do what He may.
Even when things don't go your way.
Arise from deep sleep, there's no reason to weep.
Be kind to a stranger, don't go astray.
Your new life is waiting for you, and it begins today.
Form: Rhyme

People Like Me

Written By:  D. Collins 6/19/25


People like me come far and in between.
Able to document scars that happened to me.
I am not the first nor will I ever be the last.
A black man who brings to life things of the past.



The squablelicious code is in-breaded in me.
Not bowing without a fight is how it will be.
People like me sit from a different view.
Easier said than done if it didn't happen to you.



People like me don't even hold a grudge.
Because where we are is where it always was.
We do cyclical cycles that's been done before.
People like me would prefer something more.
Form: Couplet


Premium Member I,M Schack and I,M Proud

I do not particularly like sensitive or mature people. They can oftentimes be extremely insensitive and immature.    The problems with many contemporary women is they may be too frigid and too stupid. In many cases, these two problems correspond.      It is not that I disapprove of same sex marriage.  it is just that I may disapprove of marriage, altogether..           Angry ladies, or anyone, may need a stiff one.....and I do not mean an alchoholic drink.     In regards to my preferences. I do not like prissy boys nor sissy girls and I really cannot tolerate prissy girls, Or for that matter prissy guys. I prefer my women to think and act manly enough, anyway. Does this this make me a gay guy in a straight guy's body? Oh well.     Many women would not be caught dead in bed with me. For me, many of these ladies are dead in bed as well as dead in the head, or sometimes even in the heart.         be forgiving of every human being as best as you can. it may seem easier said than done. However, it may be easier done than said.  walk the walk, don't just talk the talk. 2017.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Easier Said Than Done

Of all the compassionate but feeble words I could list to help make one’s apprehension stop…I believe I’d have to place ‘Don’t Worry’ at or near the top.

For whenever love opens a door into our heart…how often do we find…
as joy and happiness enter…worry isn’t far behind.

Take parenting for instance…we worry when our babies are sleeping
we worry when they crawl…we worry if they’ll ever walk…
then we worry they might fall.

From here our worry never stops…
no matter how old they are…how independent…how strong…
wherever they choose to go in life…our worry tags along.

And the more we love…the more we worry…
of this I have no doubt…
children, grandchildren, friends, pets…our Earth
these are all things we worry about.

How is it possible, you ask, to worry about so many things at the same time…
this is the answer I have found:
When t comes to worry…it’s a lot like love…there’s more than enough to go around.

It’s not that we worry all the time…we don’t
It’s just once love has entered in…
It doesn’t take a whole lot…for our worry to begin…

Worry is like a dolphin…it never really sleeps or takes a break…
Even when one eyes is sleeping…the other one’s awake…

So keep in mind when you tell someone, ‘Don’t Worry’
These words…most likely…they will shun…
Because when it comes to those we love…
‘Don’t Worry’ 
will always be easier said…than done.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Frustration

Why does life have to be so frustrating at times
Trying to eliminate it from our lives is an uphill climb
Imagine a world without it how relaxing life could be
Eliminating frustration is a very daunting task I am sure we all agree
We all experience these unsettling moments from time to time 
A traffic jam when you are late for an appointment seems to ignite the reaction, not so fine
We can not change the predicament we are in but we surely can change our reactions to it
I know it is easier said than done but trying to be calm is a better plan than a near-fit
Frustration is stalking us all the time, waiting to attack when we let our guard down
We must learn to cope by finding ways to calm the mind
Make it your mission to go out and see what you can find
One of the best methods to cope is writing a poem
It certainly works for me, maybe I am not alone
Form: Rhyme

My Lovely Sunshine

In the desert of desolation,
I feel this all-too-familiar frustration
I yearn for something more
You're the one that I adore
You're the one that I adore

You deserted me long ago
The wind moves to and fro
I was wondering where you've gone
Maybe in the wilderness, drenched in sun

You wear a striped shirt like an expert
I wear whatever I want with little effort
I'm growing weary
You got all teary

Purging out sin out of my life
Is easier said than done
This ain't a good mixture - peace and strife
Still missing California's sun

You manipulated me,
But I don't mind anymore
Nothing matters much, baby
You're the one that I adore
Although you hurt me to the core
Let the sun scorch on
Like the delightful dawn
Fresh and fine you look today
Please don't hurt me this darksome day

Break me like the dusk of dangerous dreams
Dark and mysterious you came out to be
Mischievous manias I've experienced - it screams
At the top of its lungs inside my head that beats on repeatedly

My lovely sunshine
I wish you were truly mine
I miss your radiant shine
Reluctantly, I take a glimpse at the moonshine

In spite of today's lamentable day,
I'd rather sleep in bed all night long
All along, all alone in utter dismay
My life is like a door bell, ringing "ding dong"

Dear lovely sunshine,
Please don't let me go tonight
I'm drunk off of poverty's wine
Shine a light my direction with undying might

Let's dine this fine, fine day
At least I'll be having my way
With you around,
I'm above the ground
You make me feel like the sky
I'm your sunrise...a desert that is oh so dry
But moist with delight and joy
I'm as happy as a little boy
With candy in his pockets and smiling with glee
My lovely sunshine, will you ever stay with me?

Game Over

8/3/21


When I get drunk I smoke THC like a chain smoker
Never been able to stay sober
A new day and hangover
Stand in the way and it's game over
It's time I take over
These fools can't even play poker
All they care about is their Range Rover
Burn 'em down with a flamethrower
Then follows a strange odor

Dagnabbit
On this planet
At times, I nearly had it
Sick of always being an addict
And such pitiful habits
You'd think I have on a strait jacket
Tearing at the very fabric
Of reality during a Black Sabbath
There's constant racket
And endless havoc
Eventually we all end up in the casket
That's just a given an automatic

Don't be a chicken
And always panic stricken
As of today, nothing safe from being off-limits
It could soon be forbidden
In this odd world we live in
I was able to fit in
Yet I didn't
I don't like religion
Or history because half of it could be fiction
I try to see it all with crystal clear vision
Easier said than done, the same can be said for wisdom
It's global, not just here to Great Britain
There's always competition
And shady politicians
As well as brain washing on the television
This is not no superstition 
Or just my intuition
It's going beyond that, regardless of if you listen
A lot of good in the world was overridden
There's more than meets the eye, therefore something's hidden
Meanwhile the plot continues to thicken

Like a diamond in the rough, I glisten
Always completing my mission
Yet no luck with women
To this day
It's sad to say, and the cause of much dismay
No I'm really not okay

Like anyone
I just wanted to be loved
When push came to shove
I turned to drugs
And always got a full mug
Now I'm always numb
And hum to the beat of my own drum
Not proud of what I've done
A lot of which has been dumb
I admit at times when I was young
I was a bum
And often glum
Now I have come from
A long way and then some
At time I can be one
Hell of a son of a gun
Continually I've dug
It was all for none
Ugh
I can't continue to shove under the rug
I need a lot more than a hug
Or a juug
Off another plug
Form: Rhyme

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