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 Oct 2015 Aroody
Yashri
Time
 Oct 2015 Aroody
Yashri
Why won’t he stay?
Walk, talk, hold each other and be glad
Why do you pass,
Why can’t you stay this way?
&
Be a replay
Of the best moments we’ve ever had

Why can’t you redeem yourself?
It just isn’t fair
You shoot away when I’m smiling
And crawl when I’m in despair

Why can’t you be controlled?
Why aren’t you bound by law?
Bound in chains
and kept on hold
You’re nothing but a system of flaws.

You, a beautiful flashback
Glimpses of bliss like a moonlit kiss
No
You slam me back
To a cold, harsh reality
Which bites, stings
And drives me to insanity

As if i deserve this,
As if you’re that cruel

***** ,back off,
You’re great and all,
But I’m sure you hate this job,

*****, just go,
Just leave me in peace
Just leave me alone



© SHREYA DRISTI
This poem is just a huge metaphorical representation of Time. This is just me expressing my frustrations and hatred towards time. I'm so insanely mad that I've started nagging and scolding Time. I'm ****** that it cannot allow my fantasies and that it cannot consist of only the sweet memories. I'm furious that it cannot be controlled and passes only when I'm having fun.
 Oct 2015 Aroody
Yashri
Dragging your feet,
Cursing at life,
Sighing continuously,
Dreading goodbyes.

Sulk and frown,
Cry and drown.
Concealing and hiding,
To never be found

Skies seem grey
Oceans seem rough
Life seems hard
Breathing seems tough

Snap out of it
This is no way
To go
Be proud of it
Be proud of the life you have yet to explore

See things with light
Look out for the silver lining
Right over there!
Can you see it?
It's glowing
It's brightly lit
It seems concealed and not out there
But like the moon
while the sun is shining,
It is present
It will go nowhere

View things through rose tinted glass
Forgive
Forget
  Recover
Fast

Now lets start again
From start to end

Stars twinkling
Flowers blooming
Spirits lifting
Sun is shining

Cooling breeze
Fresh and Free
Stunning seas
Life can be easy

Look hard
Look at it
If you can see the light
You're doing life right

Remember
Look at life like it's spring
not bitter cold November
Giggle and sing!
Positivity is the key
To being alive
To being happy.



© SHREYA DRISTI
A little refreshing uplifter to keep reminding myself that life is not so bad. It's how you look at it.

Positivity is the key
To being
Ultimately
Happy.

Smile Guys.
 Oct 2015 Aroody
Yashri
Being Human
 Oct 2015 Aroody
Yashri
Seriously, Guys!
This is what I don't
I can't buy.
Like dogs, why do we fight?
When we can be kind and care
Why are people's souls filled with spite?
When love can fill the air

We are all originally
Simple Human Beings
We all have feelings
Feelings.

That one special gift God has bestowed upon us Graciously
That one special gift that separates that Monkey and Me

But are we
Being the good humans
We're expected to be

Are we,
To put it simply,
Being Human

Because, if we're not then...
We should Learn
If not
We'll never yearn
To
Be
Human

Open our eyes, ears
Hearts and Souls
To learn
To
Be
Human

Because we are Human,
Truly.
So we should be,
Obviously.
And write our own destiny

When our inner realization sparks
We would know in our hearts
That we've made a mistake
We would know that
HEY!
Why did we discriminate?
Why did we constantly hate?
When we all have blood of red
Which we often forget

When we all have two eyes
A mouth
And two ears
When, we humans, all
Have the capacity to fill oceans,
Lakes and streams
With our innocent tears

So
Step by Step
Hand in Hand
Let's all take a firm stand
To bring back
To rekindle
Our Beautiful World

When Humanity is Lost
We would not recover
We would not be able bear the price, the cost
When Love is over.

Lost with pointless
Battles and Wars
Lost due to endless
Violence and Brawls

There would be no return
So we should learn
Once again
To
Be
Human.




© SHREYA DRISTI
I'm afraid of what people are becoming. We are forgetting that we are humans first before anything else. Many have forgotten how to love. I hope Humanity is not lost because that would be the emotional end of this World.

I hope you all enjoy this poem. We are human beings but many of us aren't Being Human.

The title is inspired by Salman Khan's organisation Hehe.
 Oct 2015 Aroody
Roo
The soft scent of Shea butter creates
new homes for comfort as I
relax into your oversized clothing.
Solace is reinforced by your hands so vast
that I could fall asleep in your palms forever.
They fortify around my cheeks against
incoming attacks of antagonism.

The contrast is subtle;
you laugh so much but smile too little.
It's striking, your smile.
White teeth against skin so dark
that I half expect to see
the stars emerge,
the same constellations that are
reflected into my eyes when you call me beautiful.

It upsets you when you can't find the words
to bring me relief,
yet it is brought unto me by your touch,
your company, your smile, your scent.
Your ability to **** out the poison
left by venomous attacks
that hindered me nights full of desire
as though you were simply ******* on my
skin in scattered patterns during playful blunders.

You are comfort when comfort is needed.
new friends bringing happiness :)
 Oct 2015 Aroody
Talha Ansari
Unsolved Riddles
When it still feels like the night before,
I don't want to miss her anymore.
I know I want her right beside,
Because looking at her I melt inside.
She is:
The tattoo on my wrist,
and the lines I hide in my fist.
The words on my lips unsaid,
the rhythmic tune drumming in my head.
The one who has left me tongue-tied,
about whom my heart has not lied.
The finest piece of Art,
the skipped beat of my heart.
The most exquisite statue,
I'll always be there to catch you.
Somedays when I'm awfully low,
just thinking of you gives me a glow.
Such is this "unquoted" love of mine,
without you here, sun forgets to shine.
A heaven sent boon,
it's like the stars without the moon.
We walked-in my rising morning dream,
hands in hands along the stream.
And finally with roses and my heart to offer I bent down on my knees..
..Confessing my love among the withering trees.
Then the air smelt of magic,
Not all such stories are tragic.
Like an eternity in a little,
And an UNSOLVED RIDDLE.
-Abu Talha Ansari
The only thing sadder than
Not believing
In soulmates...

Is not believing,
When there was a time where
You once did.
To have loved and lost might be better than to have never loved but sometimes it's harder when you know what you're missing, or when you know what you don't mean to someone.
reaching to touch you
i plumb the mystery
of your sacred heart
and fiery carnality
my fingertips igniting
as i stroke your silken flesh
you tremble and yield to me
as i take you in my arms
kissing, caressing, merging
freed by loves' sweet urgency
conjoined transcendent
Choka
when you hap upon
a soul laid bare and open
give it love and truth
both of them in great measure
that it may thrive and flower
on this remote paradise
our tiny wet world
Choka
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