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№ 1209319

I Return Here To Write

This is the island of the desolate
The inhabitants battle hardened
My sweet kingdom of the night
And to here I return to write

Oil drips like tears over my brothers and sisters
I know they never want this war to end
But yet I have come home to write this letter
Seamly the only one here that wants peace

I will apologize for their mistermeaners
Will clarify even doctrine for you
Should anymore suffer now
When you have the ultimate power and won the war

I'm here to help in their plight
Lost souls that have lost the fight
Grace me that you will see sense
As I have returned here to write again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


return,  write.

Author: Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Date: 06/04/2020


№ 1205298

~We will return to where We began~

Blinded by greed Nations will compete to be the superpowers
Banks with billions of riches all vying for top white collar posts
Surrounded by skyscrapers, superb infrastructures, hi tech progress
Deluxe hotels, amusement parks, multiplex to entertain us
Automobiles, Urbane gadgets, suave robots to work for us
Every one owning super jets and rockets to go around
Still to quench our thirst not a drop of fresh water
Still to satisfy our hunger not a morsel of food
Still to breathe a whiff of air not to be found
Money and machines we cannot cook and eat or boil and drink
Education to better mankind morally and mentally we failed
Tomorrow everywhere starvation pollution devastation making us living cadaver
We will return to where we began to toil in the soil to be a contented cultivator
Back to our Mother Nature whom we hurt and forgot embracing her forever


began,  return.

Author: adhi das
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Date: 02/04/2020

№ 1202872

Return

In a brilliant lightning white
I saw your name in the black night
As the rain washed over my outstretched hands
It promised your return from distant lands
As the morning light reaches from below
My heart with your love this day, it grows
Reunited with my only love and life
Return to stay my darling, my beautiful, my wife

**Johan Nel © 2010


return.

Author: Johan Nel
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Date: 31/03/2020

№ 1201959

Return to Homs

Wandering
Across
The splinters of
Squandered
Seasons
The Hajj
Of the
Lost ones
Completes
A broken
Circle

Returning
With hope to
Burrow back
Into the safety
Of desecrated
Graveyards

Welcomed
Home to the
Embrace of a
Cadaverous cloak
And the kiss
Of carrion
Smudged lips,
Hajji's eye
The decrepit
Visage of
Criminal
Depravity

Germination
Of this
Arab Spring
Mocks us

Aromas
Of jasmine
Elude us

Emulsified
Concrete
Clogs our
Nostrils

Burning eyes
Filled with
Asbestos dust
Form
Grateful
Blinders
To the
Ruination
Of reason
Betrayed

Arcane
Remnants
Of our life
Lay inert
In the open
Uterus of
Fractured
Habitations

Amidst
Jumbled rubble
The decaying
Carcasses of
Razed buildings
Boast grotesque
Sculptures of
Twisted rebar
Cradling artifacts
Of a past life

Pink
Hair curlers
Splashed
With sickly
Blood grown
Mold

Scavenged
Bicycles
Limp on
Banished
Parts

Smashed
Skulls of
Dolls weep,
Her
Dismembered
Limb reaches
For a lost child's
Nursing
Hand

The charred
Remains of a
Persian rug
Maps the
Scale
Of a city's
Deconstruction
And a frayed
Regions
Disconsolation

Electric luxury
Flowing water
The friendly bustle
Of the street
Bespeak
Expired memories
Foretelling an
Unimaginal future

Sectarian strife
Enforces a communal
Solitary confinement

In cold blood
We willingly
Murdered
Compassion

We
Butchered
Trust

We
Euthanized
Our
Common
Humanity

Constructing
Buildings is
Easy

Rebuilding
Ourselves
Impossible

Music Selection:
Segovia, Capricho Arabe

Oakland
5/13/14
Jbm


return.

Author: James Bradley McCallum
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Date: 30/03/2020


№ 1201511

Rip and Return

It's very hard to escape the wrath of information.
Every time i resist that knowledge,
I end up getting swallowed by papers.
As i try to rip them off, they come back.

But you try to achieve a better goal,
Everyday and every night
Just to have more pages.
But there are only limited spaces for these facts.

Extracting all the useless facts,
Increases the limitations of learning
How to produce information,
Raw to complete.

Giving up isn't an option anymore,
I've got to ingest these facts,
Quick yet steady
Would be the trick that i need.


return,  rip.

Author: Damn Gurl
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Date: 30/03/2020

№ 1200757

To return

I watch you return to the dungeon as if you owe that place, that man, my father, anymore of your blood.
Have you so how mistake the crimson that spilled from your wounds as love?
Or have you just believed what he told you,
And its all worth it because afterwards he holds you.


return.

Author: Confessions of an Iceberg
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Date: 29/03/2020


№ 1199724

The Return

Not myself
I've never known that
Too many scars
Sifting through
Emotions
Pains
My
Eyes

See the world
But not the world
Seeing what I want
Ignoring what doesn't
For my my reality
That's the reality of
A past that was only
My life
All I knew
Is all I became

I wanted, sweetness
A part of me that I couldn't find
And thought lost

Thought gone forever
Unattainable, all my dreams
Crushed beneath my mother's
Jackbooted high heels

I carried this through my life
Not to use, but be used
Love, not beloved
And everything suffered
Husbands, children, friends
I tortured them all
Whipping them
With a reality
Only my own
Trying to impose it
To make it real for them
Force them to see
Why I was so damaged

And maybe,
I reached to them
How I wanted to be understood
When they saw me for
Who I wanted to be
Rather than just my scars

Pity,
What I wanted was pity,
Unspoken and vehemently denied
Always the victim
Of the world, of others
So unkind, this internal
Screaming, but silent
Defender of mine
Making me the victim
Again and again

Driving forces
An unmet sister of my soul
The mirror, mine
Showing me hope
By bringing up my past
Reliving all the pain
But giving perspective
I had never held before

She is saving herself
Healing, with a husband's
Sometimes less than gentle hands
On her shoulders, around her waist
Holding her high and giving her ground
Becoming an anchor
A port in the storm
And I heal, through her
Patching scars, and
Giving return
Vanishing the lingering doubts
Rebuilding hope against fears

For a moment, just one
I found the world
It's bustle and pace
Less scary
Just knowing
My mirror
Was out there
Looking back at me
And maybe,
I give her hope

Returning
This precarious,
Precious gift


return.

Author: The Unbeliever
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Date: 28/03/2020

№ 1193049

The Return of Faust

What secrets lurk in my mind,
What forces torment my soul?
Secrets of some sinister kind,
Forces of evil eyes, black as coal!

I can sense your pounding heart
And smell the sweat of your fear,
Lo! I say so in truth from the start
So you are forewarned, be clear.

I thirst for blood, warm and red,
And a virgin's heart I wildly desire,
If you read any further you'll be led
Down a path to the pit of fiery fire.

I cast diabolical spells with words
To lure you into a satanic ritual,
I use no knives, arrows or swords,
It's purely carnal and not spiritual.

Do not read this poem twice,
It will trigger invocation to a spirit,
And turn your warm blood into ice
And let me your soul to inherit.

For I have made a pact with the Devil,
I am offered worldly wealth and power
To lead you down the dire path of evil
And with your blood my soul to scour!


return.

Author: Abdul Malik
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Date: 22/03/2020

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