Laughter of A Lavander
It soaks up the sun
The wind kisses its lips
With gentleness
Before finger tips
Graze the top of its
Head
Plucking them
From their home
To live its final days
Next to Laughter
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I’ll be posting a very rough draft of a poem about overcoming anger in a few. I know people usually don’t care about these things, but I’ve been struggling with anger issues for years so to finally feel it under control feels so good. Actually can’t wait to write more about it
The little boy with no front teeth
Yet his smile made me weak.
I liked his face
And I told him so
Even though I became a target
Not of affection,
But of my classmates with wicked intentions.
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He was number 1
But is now only a skeleton
Demanding his hat stay on
His head until dust
Or he will summon
A dead army
Forcing you to run.
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When you were mine
I hated myself and
Used weed to pass the time-
I’m so glad your gone
So now I can feel comfort in humans again
Sober and in my skin
Where I belong.
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Positive Affirmations:
I am a good person
I have supportive friends
I make a positive impact at work
The work I do makes a positive impact on the world
I am healthy
I am great
I am amazing
I am beautiful
I am worthy
This is my best day yet
#affirmations#affirmationsdaily
Stop letting the anger win.
Being called a bitch is an honor.
Being threatened with death is for the greats.
Take deep breaths.
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Controlling Anger
Walk away, walk away, walk away. When the opportunity is close, the universe will test how bad you really want it. Want it so bad that you can taste it. Remember your husband, remember your children, remember your friends and remember your light.
@StoryGrid He stands still in moments of happiness knowing they’ll be rare since she left earth. The perfect spouse. Gone faster than the wind can blow, and with it took two more lives. Two more things hd could’ve held on to. He sees her face in dreams he hates to wake from, and in the dark
When you write a poem with AI you do some Hiroshima and Nagasaki kind of stuff on the poetry community.
You're a terrorist and the International Court of Justice should put you on trial.
It wasn’t shocking since I knew about that poor boy being guided into suicide by a chatbot. I’m just worried about humanity’s state of mind, why is AI not being boycotted heavily? We even have a slur for people who are pro-human. Which means, how many of us aren’t?