Current poems in progress...

I'm seeking a heightened level
---Anonymous
Alriiiiiiiiiiiiight .......................
---Anonymous
You've got me standing 6 inches tall
---Anonymous

You ain't all that boiiieee

Presaged by premonitions
---Anonymous
of sag aloo, balti & garam masala
---Anonymous

Spicy!

HATE TO BE (TITLE)
---Amy, Marion, OH

All these thoughts
Constantly
Consistently
All the time
Bombarding me
Choking me
Provoking me
To be the me
I hate to be
I can't stand the scenes
That replay to me
Over in my mind
Or it seems to be
All these thoughts
Consistently
Bombarding me
Provoking me
I hate to be
Inside of me

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^*AMY*^
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Remedy your being
By flipping your thoughts
like coins
Head you win,
Tails I lose
Thoughts producing bad fruit or flower
Simply require pruned.
Prudently edit your soul by chastising the shadow with the light.
In that way, your garden will no longer be a complaint of weeds.
Instead it will be an impeccable system of perfect plants.
And chance will no longer dance its random darkness upon your green mind.
-everywordmeanslove
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Beautiful reply, everyword. --eritain

It's a Tae Bo world
---Anonymous