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TempusEvery fretted river has its time
To reach the calm waters of space
And dies with those at peaceTempus19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

To all homophobes(poem)You say we're all equal
But I see half the sequel
The women and men
Are much more even
The races divide
Is less alive
Yet we see a new debate
That's gaining so much hate
And I ask you
Why can't they be equal too?
Why can't women love women?
And men love men?
You say it's abnormal
And that they're just hormonal
Why can they love
Just like those who think they're above?
How does it affect you
If they want to pursue?
They cannot have a family
They're an anomaly
What about those that are unfertile in this nation?
And ever heard of adoption or female insemination?
Oh- but I'm christian
You exclaim in protestation
But didn't the old testament differ from the new?
Why can't this century also start anew?
I have run out of vocabulary
To express my message so necessary
So I want you to think today
What thoughts have you had today?To all homophobes(poem)15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

shuffle shuffleshuffle shuffle
side to side
past the swings
past the slides
look on ahead
march in single file
straighten that stance
deflate that smile
shuffle shuffle
hither to thither
past caves stripped
of their golden glitter
the maidens are safe
from dragons now dead
recall quite fondly
of crusades you once led
shuffle shuffle
floor to floor
here's where you
get off the elevator
tighten that tie
adjust that collar
another long day
another gone dollar
shuffle shuffle
at a slowed pace
you cannot take
what you used to take
only work mattered
no plans to retire
you've yet to surpass
dreams you've aspiredshuffle shuffle12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Kiriban (LATE)The stages of friendship progress
As you play a tough game of chess
Talk with a nice tone
Or leave them alone
Don’t stutter, or you’ll make a mess
After that it’s time to get to know them
Think about all the things you could show them
That one silly face
Or that song with the bass
As you promise to never forgo them
Once you've found a friend to rely on
Who gives you a shoulder to cry on
When you’re feeling down
They’ll bring you back around
And give you some thoughts to fly high on
From here, it goes one of two ways
Either you’re happy for most of your days
Or something goes wrong
Like bad notes in a song
Now you’re stuck in a terrible maze
This isn't a puzzle that’s fun
There’s no “End” sign saying you've won
Eyes down in the halls
Don’t pick up your calls
When you see them you turn and you run
You and your friend were once pack
Now the dynamic’s way out of whack
The one who you thought
Would be the bright sKiriban (LATE)1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

fite me irlI never wanted to be a wife
I never wanted to be a mother
I was born a sister
But I feel like a brother
I wanted to be a prince
I wanted to be a gentleman
I didn't want to be a lady
I didn't want to be a woman
I was born as a fae
I want to die as a river
I want to be accepted
But there's still some who are bitter
I don't want these curves
Give me broader shoulders
I want to be a guy
Not an excuse for you to act colder
I'm tired of lace
Tired of wearing ruffles
I'll stick with this binder
Maybe get some muscles
I know I'm a disappointment
I'm not the girl you wanted me to be
You may not approve
But I'll do what makes me happy
I'm no longer your little girl
Accept me as your son
Not surprised if you don't
And I'm ready to run
I'm ready to be happy
I'm ready to live my life
I'm going to do something amazing
Not just be someone's wife
I was Adah del Rio
I am Rio Alastar Ramone
I'm gonna be great
And I won't be alonefite me irl10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

ImagineImagine enlightenment,
Where knowledge would overcome the frightened.
That could've been the future.
Imagine indiscrimination,
Where love is universal and spins forever.
That is a dream in which we were in anticipation.
Imagine missing every chance we had
At eradicating the nonsense and bad.
That is the world.Imagine7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

two wrongsif my ears are straining later in life
if I'm finding it hard to breathe
it'll be because of these breathless moments
it'll be because of the things I've seentwo wrongs23 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Eponine SyndromeHave you ever dreamed you were flying high and living free?
Only to wake from exhilaration in to blank reality
A life so much less than the perfection that what
Your sleeping mind had dared to create is all just made up.
Eponine Syndrome keeps me marching ever onwards,
The web of lies the heart weaves grows ever stronger.
Have you ever stood shrouded in shadows, silently watching?
Viewing loves sweet duet with your stomach dropping
As the man who holds your heart but doesn't want it
Sings his soul to another with intent to commit.
Eponine Syndrome clutches me in its bitter sweet embrace,
Trapped and marching to the unavoidable fate.
Have you ever watched the crimson drip and pool?
Realising too late that you were a fool
But not caring in the least now your mind is finally straight,
They all see you now but perhaps it's too late.
Eponine Syndrome is my eternal blessing to you,
A blissful ignorance you don't care to see through.Eponine Syndrome1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Your song, my song.I hear the chorus of a symphony
and in the music you still come to me
Just like the rain that falls
upon the tree
You whisper my name and I come to thee
All the crows dart across the field
searching for good, not sex or steel.
The Sustenance of life down below
They'll wait to see it grow
I hear the chorus of a tympani
It rings in my ears, it
Comforts me
Like all the noises that a night bird brings
Cacophony of caws and whistling things.
In the evening when the frogs do sing
I listen closely for your silent name
Alone I wonder in the midnight blue
When again will I come to see you?
I hear the chorus of a glen of toads
In all the fields along the roads
In a way that makes my brain explode
I cannot say to you and crows.
I miss the evenings, looking at the sky
Seeing a meteor's last flight quickly die
When all alone we had each other past
I hoped these nights would ever last.Your song, my song.18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

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