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Eyes

When you look into my eyes,

what do you see?

The debris from all the tragedy?

Thats only part of me.

Like a detainee,

I’m trapped inside.

Denied feelings of happiness,

only a slight will to survive.

I’m only here

because,

I plea

for sanity.

For my mind to not take over me

with negativity

to give me dignity

to fight another day.

Strength, not captivity

Ability, not anxiety .

I want to write words that need

to be heard, without them getting

blurred.

Let me transfer the good

for all that are misunderstood.

I want to RISE

Thats what I want you to see

when you look into my eyes.

Published

Unique Poetry Site Launch

Poetry writers submit and get your words out there! I know how it feels, I’ve been there myself, but now being published so many times I have joined forces with some great editors and I’m excited to be apart of Unique.

I look forward to reading your work!

Founder/Editor

T.Carey

Unique Poetry Journal

I am in the process of creating an online journal to start publishing poetry for all that are out there TRYING DESPERATELY to get there name out there in this industry.

I know I’ve been there.

Please look for updates, and I will be posting a link to the Journal once it’s up and running.

I can’t wait to read and publish lots of amazing poetry!!

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There is not a single instance in history where hate has brought joy to human beings. It is a negative force that serves only to destroy those who hold it in there mind and body. If the majority of humanity released all hate, fear, and resentment, wars would disappear from our planet.

Home

Take me to this place you say is breezeless

where the shadows standstill

and the brightness is only at the tips of your toes,

and the darkness smells like rainbows.

Take me to this place you say people fall in love

without saying a word, where sunshine is vibrantly

heard.

Take me to this place were the waves crinkle

and never splash. Where you become ageless never

knowing how much time has passed.

Take me to this place, you and I will only know. Where mindfulness has no plateau.

Take me

Forever there.

Published by #ANTIherionchick Nov.2019

Feeling Heavy today

Grief Knot

A loop of process

A loop of dismay

Crossed and tightened to bring enormous pain.

After being worn for some time,

it starts to unravel

exposing pieces of

happiness,

loosened smiles,

drops of laughter

tangled with moments of love.

Catch those strings

and put them up for later,

when they appear the sorrow

seems to brightens

for that moment.

The knot

doesn’t seem so tight.

Those are the days

we should remember .

© 2019 Tina Carey

From the ashes she became

Before she became fire, she was water

Quenching the thirst of every dying creature

She gave and gave

until she turned from sea to desert

but, instead of dying of the heart, the sadness, the heartache

she took  all the pain and from her own ashes

she became fire.

 

 

 

~Nikita Gill

Clutter

Like a dumpster filled with things people don’t want

My mind is cluttered

I can’t focus on one thing; my mind starts to wonder.

a dictator of what’s beautiful and true

a malicious invader that makes every encounter blue,

always in disorder, a recorder of everything wrong.

Depression is like a song you hate to sing, dancing to the tune even though you don’t know what the words mean.

My mind is clutter

It’s torture

© T. Carey

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