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WHY ARE YOU HERE? I ASKED, BUT SHE DIDN'T ANSWER RIGHT AWAY THE NEXT DAY, I LOOKED TO THE RIGHT, SHE HAD A LOT TO SAY WHEN I LOOK TO THE LEFT SHE FALLS ASTRAY WHEN I TURN TO THE RIGHT AGAIN, SHE IS BACK THE NEXT DAY

You may ask, why I wear masks, but I do not have to tell If you must know, and there you go, then I will gladly spell I-n-t-r-o-v-e-r-t-e-d, so I hide, when I am not feeling well That’s when I become a turtle, and stay inside my shell

I have a void inside of me, and I'm paranoid every day, apparently t's part of what my reality will be, I hope to find the peace of mind I seek, as long as my paranoia doesn't continue to make me weak, finding happiness can be difficult when your mind is stuck in one place, I can't hide paranoia because it's written all over my face.

Leap Year is here, and it will be great, enjoy it because it won't come around again until two thousand twenty eight.

Of Poor Billionaires and Rich Paupers is a startlingly funny and fresh fusion of poetry, speeches, musings, warnings and pleadings couched in words that are memorable and well thought-out.

Why would you want me to be just like you When you have lived so sad and blue All the negativity please take it away You never have anything nice to say Life's hard enough with depression and anxiety Why would you want to give me your P. T. S. D

A MENTAL HEALTH POEM: If you take a bad trip down memory lane There will be no gain from repeated pain So be careful of memories trapped in the brain Life will feel unkind and you no longer feel sane

I found something important and focused to become better The Poem Tree reminds me to keep writing rhymes forever To stay strong day and night even in the stormiest weather Keep going because all hard work will become an endeavor.

I played a game of Heaven or Hell, before falling into the well, thought I was alone but then came that awful smell...

Tall Tales are a key part of American folk tradition. Most Americans have heard of Johnny Appleseed, Pecos Bill, Paul Bunyan and John Henry. Few have heard of Eskimo Nell and her sexual triumph for all women over men. Likely written in the 1920s, reportedly without proof by Noel Coward, The Ballad of Eskimo Nell is must reading for anyone claiming to be a polymath.

Incongruity, in all its fine, reeking regalia, found a place in my young, fertile heart, so all the while thereafter my struggle was one of difference, for the greater scheme of things is an endeavor to know that which is unknown. On having come to understand a thing previously incomprehensible, luster fades, its draw recedes, and that thing, like a coin in a collection, is put away, to be occasionally admired but mostly forgotten; so, it is named a possession, and is no longer counted among desires. Song is either the progenitor or most favored partner of poetry; either may be spoken or ...

Heartbeats in Ink, is a delightful anthology of poetry covering love, loss, and hope. This collection of heartfelt verses is a rollercoaster ride through the highs and lows of love and life, capturing the experience in each poem. From giddy infatuation to bittersweet goodbyes, these poems are sure to tug at your heartstrings. With each page, you'll be transported into a world where love reigns supreme and poetry is the language of the heart.