the world turns endlessly
around and around
would you stop it for me
if i said "please"?
gravity pulls us down
back down to earth
would you let me fly away
if i asked nicely?
rivers run down stream
and if you could
would you make it run up
if i promised to be better?
i can hug and kiss you
be better, ask "please" nicer
but would you return the favor
if i said "i love you"?
don't fall in love
with me, i whisper
into the crooked spaces
of your ribs
i say, oh, darling
you can do so much better
then throwing you weighed down body
into the murky sea below this bridge
i hug you tight, while i
wrap chains round your body
tugging on your hand
as i gently pull you
towards the sea
one day you'll be drowning
and forget what it felt like to breathe
all you will be thinking about is me
and how i ruined you
I am struggling with the Choice of words
The best to use to develop my Researh Objectives
To determine
To assess
To examine
To establish
To explore
To develop
To distinguish
To highlight
To deduce
If you'd love to help...
please help me choose the best three
only need three to describe...
Eyes welded shut.
Have you heard the sound or felt the burn of a cigarette being extinguished on your skin?
Have you ever compared pain to pain?
Emotional vs physical.
No winner ever declared though that is what makes it beautiful, and ugly.
We praise beauty on the outside and ugly on the inside.
Sharing the left over love for ugly on the outside and beauty on the inside.
That is why sad songs journey through my heart and out my brain.
They are simply experiencing the emptiness that remains in such a full world.
A full world full of fools.
The emotional killed the physical as we continue to perish to a point of no return.
It can heal with time, though just like burns that turn to scars on your skin, emotional scars never fully leave.
That is the point of this poem.
To remind you of the burn, that sang for a scar, in order to appreciate the rain.
That laughing and crying spare no difference, and I love that we are all fucked up.
For indeed, in some way, we are all fucked up.
Though fear not the unknown, for that is everything, and nothing.
A beauty all can access to make emptiness feel at home.
the wonder is hidden away
in the emptiness of our eyes
and the fullness of our days
we try to pretend that nothing is wrong
in the smiles that we fake
and the way we carry on
going through the daily motions
forgetting what is truly important
drowning in the corporate ocean
but at some point it has to give
there's no reason to keep lying
there's no life in how we live
remember to love people, not things
to always use things, not people
and you'll see the happiness it brings.
i compare school to space,
there are the mean people that you avoid at all costs,
the asteroids,
they will destroy you one by one.
the small dwarf planets,
boring people that are basically non existent,
nothing major,
or concerning you.
there are the shooting stars,
testosterone filled boys,
one bright spark for a second then out,
attention seeking.
there are the stars,
the people that are nice without meaning to be,
but can burn if you get too close.
the teachers are the larger planets,
controlling other orbiting planets.
but you,
you're the sun,
the light of my day,
what gets me up in the morning.
you shine simply because you do,
nothing can over power you.
so many people revolve around you,
because you are kind,
and bright,
they cant help it.
you love with so much power,
but burn those who are mean to the people you love.
this is why school is like space
<3
And just when I think that this struggle is too hard,
When I think that my Lover could not possibly want me back;
Just when you've spoken enough of your old familiar lies,
And JUST when you thought you'd won me over…
T H E R E. H E. I S. …my True Love.
"Finally!" I say. I am out of breath due to you smothering and stifling sentences. "Some Air! I can breathe," and I breathe You in deep.
With this short poem
For it is written by a
Loving one for another
Loved one, yes a loved one
Who is cuter
Than
The
Word
Cute
Itself
And
Brings
Peace & Satisfaction
Love & Contentment
To my otherwise lonely life.
My HP Poem #257
©Atul Kaushal
Surprisingly i fell in love,unexpectedly with a stranger,
but that stranger has transformed into my lover.
He who turned my lonely nights into
memorable moments,
worthwhile opening my eyes.
Because of your existence in my life,i've become a matured young lady.
When you linger in my mind,my thoughts revolve
around muscular, intelligence and success,
which portrays your character.
Because of your enormous and hilarious personality,
you have become mine and i have become yours.
I love you...
Saturate and brimming of my hometown Boston,
of its sunshine Marathon peoples and the terrorist bomb images,
my heart fracture rend.
On the third day—a resurrection of all my sadnesses
came to me, feeling fresh born to fruition,
and so this grew.
It grew and then through my tears coming,
I stood to witness two loving sparrows on a window branch.
My sadness at some abeyance, studying and curious
I was of her--all akimbo shivers and rock-in-roll, of him--
a flying feathered stone, rolling from branch to branch
and coming temporarily home, repeatedly.
Circles flying within moving circles!
Did something better happen
with the last jiggle of her branch?
Did you see that? Science said
what they were doing—they finished.
(But what to believe of Science?
She calls their loving--mating rather).
Now to tell you—the sequencing was this:
when I was full knocked down into my grieving,
and I hardly had the strength to go on,
a Beatles song flew in and gently pierced my heart,
singing to my ear: Why don't we just do it in the road...
no one will be watching us...why, why don't we do it
O, Spring Life of Sparrow surprises!
The open road, that budding tree,
any new notion is something grand!
How do I say now? That you two
were helpful, your innocence
forever abiding?
Fly off Sparrows, forever prayer!
I speak this with my love.
