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Premium Member Truth
Tell me the
Reality of
Unfiltered truths
That deny
Honesty...

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Categories: unfiltered, truth,
Form: Acrostic



Buttered Up
Unfiltered honey
Drizzling listlessly on bun.
Is she buttered up?...

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Categories: unfiltered, food, humor, riddle, satire, sweet, write, writing,
Form: Questionku
Premium Member Blue Sky
All lit up inside 
running with  the warm sunshine
unfiltered blue sky....

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Categories: unfiltered, nature, sunshine,
Form: Haiku
The Image My Eyes Paint
Dark eyes
Unfiltered shine
Black mascara anoints
These lashes flicker by design
Flawless...

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© Mehr Jethi  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: unfiltered, art, beauty, color, deep, fashion, introspection, women,
Form: Cinquain
Unfiltered Sunlight
Teal sky
This soft 
Sheet of linen
Air-dries in 
Unfiltered sunlight
Chase this 
Dome of heaven...

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Categories: unfiltered, imagination
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Unfiltered Grey Eyes
Unfiltered grey eyes Starkly contrast on black page She seemingly glows
Russell Sivey...

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Categories: unfiltered, life,
Form: Senryu
Sensation Toward a Past Regret
This smell
Worshiping her
Breath deep, the fog lingers
Cutting the lungs, the blood runs cold
Obscured emotions, wretched and vile flesh
Perverted and indifferent
Unfiltered, feeble man
Can’t take anymore
Rescind...

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Categories: unfiltered, death, lost love, sad,
Form: Rictameter
Unfiltered Feelings
Trap doors do not always lead to treasure.
Secret passages may only get you lost.
Not every encounter will leave you with pleasure.
Each endeavor has it's cost.
I am a destroyer, somewhat a masochist.
I break hearts, then I feel sick;
but knowing I am missed makes me feel so rich!...

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Categories: unfiltered, abuse, addiction, adventure, anger, angst, deep, feelings,
Form: I do not know?
The Ink Is Calling
Suspended moments between the lines,
my mind now lost in space

Sublimated syntax buried deep,
my spirit free to race

A light unfiltered, the sound of horns,
my body starts to rise

The ink is calling, my pen in hand,
new words at last—arrive

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Categories: unfiltered, writing,
Form: Rhyme
The Ink Is Calling
Suspended moments between the lines,
  my mind now lost in space

Sublimated syntax buried deep,
  my spirit free to race

The light unfiltered, the sound of horns,
  my body starts to rise

The ink is calling, my pen in hand,
  new words at last—arrive

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Categories: unfiltered, words,
Form: Rhyme
Raw
Creation requires
No rules 
just rambling
lying your heart on the page
even if its a bit grammatically incorrect
at least there was a release
everything is revisible 
but I think the first thoughts
to come to a poets mind are the most unique
their unfiltered
and undiluted
and at its purest form
is when poetry is at its greatest
because it speaks the truth...

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Categories: unfiltered, on writing and words
Form: Free verse
Slipping
Petals unfurl
under the passing of her shadow
I am lost in the silences of her face
Her voice strips me from inside
Where blackened embers of self
try to relight
as shame tries
to hide behind
Forgotten how to forget
Skys of tide died
Where colour takes it place
Disguised atop her eyes
Layers of light
humble themselves
beneath the greys
of loves unfiltered gaze...

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Categories: unfiltered, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Above the Clouds
Above the clouds, the regal mountain top Surveys the billowing sea of white below Watches eagles on their soaring flight And bathes in the sun's unfiltered light Man will always try to reach above the clouds As dreams fly from hearts that long for fullfillment Waiting with timeless patience and solemn grace For man's faltering footsteps upon its face.
6/13/13
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Categories: unfiltered, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
Spirit's Behest
Do you demand my lies,
  instead of the truth

Do you hem and sigh,
  or stammer uncouth

Does the word unfiltered,
  get trapped in your brain

Does the message uncovered,
  wash down your drain

Does the time spent looking,
  measure time well spent

Does the verbal unlocking,
  pay your spiritual rent

Are the memories you wished for,
   in the time you invest

Are the feelings you hoped for
   —at your spirit’s behest

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)...

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Categories: unfiltered, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
At Your Spirits Behest
Do you demand my lies,
  instead of the truth

Do you hem and sigh,
  or stammer uncouth

Does the word unfiltered,
  get trapped in your brain

Does the message uncovered,
 then wash down your drain

Does the time spent looking,
  measure time well spent

Does the verbal unlocking,
 pay your spiritual rent

Are the memories you wished for,
  within the time you invest

Are the feelings you hoped for,
—at your spirits behest

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)...

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Categories: unfiltered, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Selfie - ::Published::
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Unfiltered Unfettered 
We choose how we see
Ourselves in the mirror
Of eternity 

Don't let the world shape
Who we need you to be
Inside you..a hero
Busting out, to be free 

The click of the shutter.
A dangerous game.
No life is defined
By a boundary or frame.. 

When the people ahead
Flick through albums of you
They will know who you were
And your story.. so true. 

Choose hope, love and justice 
Be a person so kind
That the image you leave
Never fades over time.
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Categories: unfiltered, future, memorial, mental health, mental illness, people,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member I Am Just Getting Started
A little better when it’s quiet, 
anything with a spark; 
We look so long for the light, 
sometimes it’s so clear in the dark;

A little over the top 
a little better with a lit wick,
a little bit unfiltered 
one hundred percent romantic; 

A little too honest, 
all go and a little hard to stop; 
A bit like a wildfire, 
one hell of a brave heart; 

You think you’ve seen it all?  
I’m a little like a match; 
Burning slow, growing hotter
and I’m just getting started.

9/15/19...

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Categories: unfiltered, heart, longing,
Form: Free verse

Book: Shattered Sighs