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 Nov 2015 ACMP
Amanda
Come here,
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Amanda
for the fact that
counting stars seem to be a pretty lonely thing to do.
It's my Valedictory Dinner tomorrow. Eeek. I am so excited.
Time to bust out a pretty dress and lipstick?
I think so. 
x
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Jeffrey Pua
Your lashes swept the air
And lovely was this day.
Smile, wide, my love,
Your eyes equal
The labors
Of the stars.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Dead lover
My lust
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Dead lover
My lust, my thirst,
Day by day happen to increase,
But the truth is it darling,
That my life till date has been cease (d)
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Dead lover
Although all poets write well, only those becomes popular who learn to respect the work of others..
This is what my favorite teacher used to say.. " do you know what makes a person's work more important?
the ability of the work to adjust with the reader, and that adjustment is only possible when - you learn to respect the sentiments and style of how all express and that's the way you should write.. "

She died in a car mishap, 1 and half year... I posted this in her memory, because If we see - its not just about a writer and his readers, its about all, about everything in fact..
We fail
only to make
success
taste that much
sweeter.
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Robert Corbeil
It's okay to be shy
It's okay to be confident
It's okay to be weak
It's okay to strong
It's okay to be who you are
It's okay to be flawed
And separate to society's standards
It's okay to be weird
To go against ritual
It's okay to have multiple definitions of yourself
And be the person you envision yourself to be
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Deon
Mind of a poet
 Nov 2015 ACMP
Deon
Bits and pieces
Words and phrases
A title or an end
A rhyme in the middle
A poem a prose a song maybe
Metaphors and sarcasm,
A flow in the tone
Colors, places
A warm thought or faces
A pen a paper
A quiet place to think
These are battles of thoughts
In the mind of a poet
 Nov 2015 ACMP
chris
後ろ
 Nov 2015 ACMP
chris
you came up behind me,
wrapped your arms around
my neck and covered
my eyes with your hands.

"guess who?" you asked.

and how silly, i thought,
it was to think that i would
not know you by the
feeling of your heartbeat
against my back.
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