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Beauty of being Bullied

He was born from the galaxy, beautiful and bright, with wings that spread broadly across the sky, and eyes that electrifies souls. The beauty within him is God's truth about heaven and there is nothing that anyone can say to stop him.

In school, he gets made fun of his beauty though. The children see him to be a boy who doesn't fit in and isn't good enough. Something about him is sucked out of him through them. He tries his hardest to understand just what it is that stops them from loving him and he can't understand.

He can't understand that they are jealous of talents. They are jealous of his artistry. They are jealous of his hair. They are jealous of his parents' wealth. They are jealous of his shoes. His shirt. His sneeze. His breath. They are jealous.

Jealousy is as cruel as the grave and their jealousy has sent him to the grave. The grave is where all bad and good things rest, becoming inanimate, becoming transparent.

He rests as an angel though. He rests as a boy who was born from galaxies, was beautiful and bright, with wings that stretches broadly across the sky and eyes that electrifies souls. The beauty within him is God's truth and not a single student can stop his beauty from radiating through the stars. Back to the galaxy, he has returned.

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Beauty of being Bullied
He was born from the galaxy, beautiful and bright, with wings that spread broadly across the sky, and eyes that electrifies souls. The beauty within him is God's truth about heaven and there is nothing that anyone can say to stop him.

In school, he gets made fun of his beauty though. The children see him to be a boy who doesn't fit in and isn't good enough. Something about him is sucked out of him through them. He tries his hardest to understand just what it is that stops them from loving him and he can't understand.

He can't understand that they are jealous of talents. They are jealous of his artistry. They are jealous of his hair. They are jealous of his parents' wealth. They are jealous of his shoes. His shirt. His sneeze. His breath. They are jealous.

Jealousy is as cruel as the grave and their jealousy has sent him to the grave. The grave is where all bad and good things rest, becoming inanimate, becoming transparent.

He rests as an angel though. He rests as a boy who was born from galaxies, was beautiful and bright, with wings that stretches broadly across the sky and eyes that electrifies souls. The beauty within him is God's truth and not a single student can stop his beauty from radiating through the stars. Back to the galaxy, he has returned.
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Write a letter/note/poem/other piece of writing to the you 10 years ago. Tell/warn/encourage him/her with something they do not know ;-)
Written by thesadhero in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Dear Past Me

Dear Me,

I know mom isn't around much, but you are not mom. You are a child and you need to enjoy this time as a child.

You'll find and lose God many times once you reach the age of fifteen. It opens up your mind and you find your home in Islam. 

Never stop writing. Writing is your heart. It doesn't have to be perfect every time you do it. I swear it's the way you breathe, kid. Though every word.

Don't give up on me. You will learn to love yourself and be happy with yourself. You will start to see beauty in yourself and everything will be okay. Life is going to throw punches, but you know what; it all makes you a better writer in the end so its okay.

With love, 

Your sadistic counterpart

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Write a letter/note/poem/other piece of writing to the you 10 years ago. Tell/warn/encourage him/her with something they do not know ;-)
Written by thesadhero in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Dear Past Me
Dear Me,

I know mom isn't around much, but you are not mom. You are a child and you need to enjoy this time as a child.

You'll find and lose God many times once you reach the age of fifteen. It opens up your mind and you find your home in Islam. 

Never stop writing. Writing is your heart. It doesn't have to be perfect every time you do it. I swear it's the way you breathe, kid. Though every word.

Don't give up on me. You will learn to love yourself and be happy with yourself. You will start to see beauty in yourself and everything will be okay. Life is going to throw punches, but you know what; it all makes you a better writer in the end so its okay.

With love, 
Your sadistic counterpart
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Written by BenCoulter in portal Philosophy

The Antithesis Way.

From a schoolyard row over a classroom scowl.

To the touch of arousal in hidden rooms of adolescent carousal.

To a plane dropping bombs on fanatics citing psalms.

To a monk gaining light after a lifetime's dark fight.

Some say ying,

Some say yang.

Some say joy,

Some say pain.

But the battle never stops.

And balance be the judge.

And grey be the king.

Whilst acceptance the key.

To the path in light drenched in peace.

Upholding the law we always knew to be true.

A drum so maternal,

Eternal,

Yet lost in our youth,

To hear its beating once more,

To bust down the door.

For come seek the tribal call.

Come inhale the smouldering lie,

Of a world sick on death.

For in us are kings,

Queens of this dirt.

For we are the future.

Yet we are the hurt.

Locked shores, horns,

Sands soaked in blood.

Forgive us our brothers.

As we redeem our sin.

Forgive me young you as we venture within.

We see it.

Me you.

We lead unto harmony.

We feel it.

You me.

There's an atom in our armoury,

Too.

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Written by BenCoulter in portal Philosophy
The Antithesis Way.
From a schoolyard row over a classroom scowl.
To the touch of arousal in hidden rooms of adolescent carousal.
To a plane dropping bombs on fanatics citing psalms.
To a monk gaining light after a lifetime's dark fight.
Some say ying,
Some say yang.
Some say joy,
Some say pain.
But the battle never stops.
And balance be the judge.
And grey be the king.
Whilst acceptance the key.
To the path in light drenched in peace.
Upholding the law we always knew to be true.
A drum so maternal,
Eternal,
Yet lost in our youth,
To hear its beating once more,
To bust down the door.
For come seek the tribal call.
Come inhale the smouldering lie,
Of a world sick on death.
For in us are kings,
Queens of this dirt.
For we are the future.
Yet we are the hurt.
Locked shores, horns,
Sands soaked in blood.
Forgive us our brothers.
As we redeem our sin.
Forgive me young you as we venture within.
We see it.
Me you.
We lead unto harmony.
We feel it.
You me.
There's an atom in our armoury,
Too.
#nonfiction  #poetry  #science  #philosophy  #mystery  #politics  #spirituality  #culture  #opinion 
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Written by jessandthesea in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Moving On

Mine is the way the sand is cold

the way the shape of your shadow

moves how morning begins to

seem like an end unless I

let the wilderness carve

a flood that takes what I

no longer want to hold.

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Written by jessandthesea in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Moving On
Mine is the way the sand is cold
the way the shape of your shadow
moves how morning begins to
seem like an end unless I
let the wilderness carve
a flood that takes what I
no longer want to hold.
#poetry  #philosophy  #love  #heartbreak  #wilderness 
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Hey fellow Prosers! So my birthday is coming up and I am super excited! It's also got me thinking about age and how we all perceive it in different ways. So here's the challenge: write a poem about how we as a society view age or coming of age. Have fun and get writing! :)
Written by Finder

Keeping Time

So funny we view 

our years on earth

as important

                     meaningful.

While you may not recall

your mind counted

the weeks you grew

                          aged

                       changed

             unrecognizable

     within the womb

until

emerging stunned and wailing into this transfiguration

only

to begin

keeping time again.

The time spent in this everchanging form means nothing.

What emerges next means everything every time it occurs.

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Hey fellow Prosers! So my birthday is coming up and I am super excited! It's also got me thinking about age and how we all perceive it in different ways. So here's the challenge: write a poem about how we as a society view age or coming of age. Have fun and get writing! :)
Written by Finder
Keeping Time
So funny we view 
our years on earth
as important
                     meaningful.

While you may not recall
your mind counted
the weeks you grew
                          aged
                       changed
             unrecognizable
     within the womb
until
emerging stunned and wailing into this transfiguration
only
to begin
keeping time again.

The time spent in this everchanging form means nothing.
What emerges next means everything every time it occurs.





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There have been Many Wars. And there have been Many Conflicts. And there have been Many Major Conflicts.

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There have been Many Wars. And there have been Many Conflicts. And there have been Many Major Conflicts.
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Write a piece containing the following: Casualty Palpable Eclipsed Candle-flame Sycamore
Written by StellarMoon

Your lies could fill the ocean if the water was dried up

My tears

Stained the paper

Your lies are palpable

But I don't

Eat them

You walk coolly

With a casualty

As if you

Haven't broken

So many hearts

And littered

So many souls

I can't function

When you stare

Deep into my eyes

My mind is eclipsed

My brain full

Of stars and

Constellations

Your eyes

Remind me of

A flickering

Candle-Flame

Your greediness

Of a pool

Of guilt

Your lies

Roll out and

Grow like a

Sycamore branch

Stretching to the sky

And never pausing

To check your

Adrenaline

Stop drowning me

In your insolence

And hurt

You aren't doing

Any good

To the world

But maybe

That's what

You want

To do to

It

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Your lies could fill the ocean if the water was dried up
My tears
Stained the paper
Your lies are palpable
But I don't
Eat them
You walk coolly
With a casualty
As if you
Haven't broken
So many hearts
And littered
So many souls
I can't function
When you stare
Deep into my eyes
My mind is eclipsed
My brain full
Of stars and
Constellations
Your eyes
Remind me of
A flickering
Candle-Flame
Your greediness
Of a pool
Of guilt
Your lies
Roll out and
Grow like a
Sycamore branch
Stretching to the sky
And never pausing
To check your
Adrenaline
Stop drowning me
In your insolence
And hurt
You aren't doing
Any good
To the world
But maybe
That's what
You want
To do to
It
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Write a poem using the words "remember" and "forget" at least once, with one at the beginning and one near the end.
Written by chainedinshadow in portal Poetry & Free Verse

You Promised Me

You said that you'd remember and come for me,

And for the first few months, I had hope.

But as they slipped away,

It was harder not to get angry and impatient

As I waited for you and you never came.

You said that you'd remember, and come for me,

And for the first year, I had some hope.

You were my sister--

Why would you desert me and break a promise?

I waited for you and you never came.

You said that you'd remember, and come for me,

And for the first decade, I had a little hope.

You'd never lied to me before,

So why should it be any different?

But after twenty years, I realized you'd forgotten.

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Written by chainedinshadow in portal Poetry & Free Verse
You Promised Me
You said that you'd remember and come for me,
And for the first few months, I had hope.
But as they slipped away,
It was harder not to get angry and impatient
As I waited for you and you never came.

You said that you'd remember, and come for me,
And for the first year, I had some hope.
You were my sister--
Why would you desert me and break a promise?
I waited for you and you never came.

You said that you'd remember, and come for me,
And for the first decade, I had a little hope.
You'd never lied to me before,
So why should it be any different?
But after twenty years, I realized you'd forgotten.
#challenge  #alone  #remember  #forget  #lies 
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Written by Melissa

Just Not Right

I close my eyes

To hide from the darkness.

I'm home,

But my heart isn't here.

The silence

Is so loud.

You're right here,

But why do I feel so alone?

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Written by Melissa
Just Not Right
I close my eyes
To hide from the darkness.

I'm home,
But my heart isn't here.

The silence
Is so loud.

You're right here,
But why do I feel so alone?
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Written by SarahCecile in portal Poetry & Free Verse

is this what freedom feels like?

you no longer own

my lips. (although,

i'm sure you forgot you did.)

you no longer own

my hands.

for they no longer reach out for you

my right hand no longer fits perfectly

in your left.

for they have found the small

of another girls back

to rest upon

and draw circles around.

they no longer crave

to rest on your slim waist.

the touch of your light fingers

no longer create sparks

upon my smooth skin.

your crystal eyes no longer

light up my heart

(which also no longer belongs to you.)

my eyes no longer search

for your smile

and their brightness no longer

depends on the deceiving yet

beautiful words that carelessly flow

out of your mouth.

you no longer own every part of me.

and how does it feel?

i'm sure you didn't ever think to worry until

my lips belonged to someone

else.

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Written by SarahCecile in portal Poetry & Free Verse
is this what freedom feels like?
you no longer own
my lips. (although,
i'm sure you forgot you did.)
you no longer own
my hands.
for they no longer reach out for you
my right hand no longer fits perfectly
in your left.
for they have found the small
of another girls back
to rest upon
and draw circles around.
they no longer crave
to rest on your slim waist.

the touch of your light fingers
no longer create sparks
upon my smooth skin.
your crystal eyes no longer
light up my heart
(which also no longer belongs to you.)
my eyes no longer search
for your smile
and their brightness no longer
depends on the deceiving yet
beautiful words that carelessly flow
out of your mouth.

you no longer own every part of me.
and how does it feel?
i'm sure you didn't ever think to worry until
my lips belonged to someone
else.
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