The Last Poetry

 

Love so strong, felt so deep

thousands miles away, my heart leaps

unconditional, Yes! I want to keep

or so I thought, you just made me weep.

 

betrayal, abuse, & lack of trust

you choose to hate, decision’s unjust

A lesson learned, to unloved you is a must.

The last poetry I’ll write for you, what has been done will last.

 

 

 

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Abstract Love

Loving him is like an art 

Though the complicated one

Not an ordinary art 

Let’s call it an abstract love


Few can ever understand

It might take a strong, brave heart 

To try and to hold his hand.

If not, it’ll push them apart.


Like an art, like an abstract

Going deeper and deeper 

Learn to swim, know the fact

Wait, you’ll see, it’ll get better


Loving him is like an Art

You’ll never see the beauty

Accept, see,  & use your heart

Why he’s like an Abstract Art.


Diana Leigh©

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It’s The Time Of The Month

 

It’s the time of the month
butt aching, back hurting
hands throbbing
all are cramming

It’s the time of the month
pen, calculators and files ready
eight hours and more, be steady
all needs to be done correctly

It’s the time of the month
all are stressed
reports that they request
Oh dear! I need a rest

It’s the time of the month
when Tylenol is my ally
Migraine are here to stay
if only I can run away

It’s the time of the month
Multi-Tasking & responsibility
Attack! Attack! Again here’s my anxiety!
Finished, done, submitted finally!©

 

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Daily Prompt: Focused

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This is your moment, concentrate

Be brave, take that spotlight

Conquer your dreams, navigate

don’t give up without a fight

Feel that pain, agony, ache

After, be ready for the victory, gain

for no man’s born with an easy path

One at a time, stop the rush

Stay Focused, you’re on the right track

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