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 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Indigo
You are self aware that love is your way of saving a life.

Remember the ex who was suicidal
Then the one with father issues
The one with loneliness the size of the sky
The one with a thousand scars on his arm
That one who was an introvert
The one who was an addict
The one who had depression for breakfast
And the one who loved self harm

Who saves you when realize you don't know how to love?
All that was empathy
All that was sympathy

All these boys you wished to save
But never did
All these boys you wished to save
But left in the end
All these boys you wished to save
But killed instead.
This is not a poem in the true sense of the word, but rather expressing feelings and thoughts that haunt my head during this time of my life.. And that is the essence of poetry i believe.
Hi! My name is poetic and I'm poetical,
I shine with the pen and I always get lethal.
Don't be stunned when my poetry's jab
Causes plague and blinds you with a flap!

My speech is rooted in truth
And my words are anchored by oath.
The metaphor speaks for itself
And the simile becomes my wealth.

I am a poet,you don't seem to know it!
I don't think twice,I just blow it!
The poem that you've just read today
Was taken raw from the shelf by the way.

I was a broken puzzle
And now with these words as I addazzle,
I can say poetry brought it all together
And made mild conditions of the weather.

Don't hate,I speak my mind,
And regret after the words are combined
To infiltrate your soul and propagate
A well refined feeling of weight!

Half the words I orchestrate the meaning,
The other half I display with grinning.
What matters is that I planted the seed
And you nurture it well as you read!
This poem was posted on my fb wall and many other fb groups,so some of you might have read it.

After being invited here,with this account,I noticed the account I made that was accepted,I had registered with this poem and an invalid email. So after cancelling that account,I figured I should share the poem.hope you enjoyed your read.

(Check out this poem and others on my facebook page 'Plotting Out The Words'.)
I wrote my heart across the sky,
But it faded with the blue.
I wrote my heart on the clouds,
They poured down with it.
When I wrote it on land
It went wild with the wind!
So I decided to live it
But no one could believe it,
The beggar by the street couldn't have it
And the farmer couldn't preserve it.
Nothing seemed to work.

I was out of luck!

Till I saw a blank page
And dirtied it with the ink of rage.
Then it stayed fixed for years
Until the people read,
Read it out loud to the skies
So everyone on land could hear.
It rained on everyone's ear,
The people on the street were wet with a tear!
The eloquent breeze of trees held it high
And it stick to their heads like glue.
Where it came from they had not a clue!
Wrote this along the lines of August and September. Don't ask me what I was trying to do,I guess I was proving it to myself that I can write free-verse poetry.
 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Gulishta
Living in the memories of you.
Dying a little every day for you.
Hoping to find a distraction,
Or maybe for wishes to come true.

They say people come and go in your life.
Why didn't they tell,
There's only bits and pieces to gather,
Of what has been left behind?.

Why didn't they have the road map,
For passing it through.
Or Maybe a magic potion to go back in time?.

Seeing myself in your eyes..
Made me feel beautiful.
Now I can't see myself without wishing for your eyes.
Not a blanket in the world to keep me warm,
Without having you by my side.
It's a dreadful feeling,
Wishing to be here as well as the other side.
 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Gulishta
I wanna hold still,
     But wanna keep moving.
I don't want a choice,
     But the choice of choosing.
I wanna stay ahead,
      But so far behind.
I wanna live on the edge,
     But with a precocious mind.
I want you to let me go,
     But hold on to me tight.
I wanna fly in the sky,
     But with my feet touching the ground.
I wanna loose it all ,
     But still want to survive.
I wanna be alone,
     But with someone by my side.
 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Gulishta
You loved me for that moment. .
Why should I ask you to love me forever.?
It was enough for me....
                         to know you ..
I won't change it for the world.
It was the best....
                       while it lasted.
We had a tremendous time.
It was beautiful...
                       Please don't be sad.
We got what we wanted. .
                It doesn't matter for how long.
Can you imagine??..what a tragedy it would've been..
                 Not knowing you at all?...
I'll carry a part of you with me .
You carry a part of me..
Someday.........somewhere...
       In the long down future ....
You smile when see me..
And I'll smile with all the light and memories that you left with me.
 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Gulishta
He came to my life..
When I wasn't expecting him.
He stayed for four days.
And I lost my everything to him.

I didn't know how that happened! !
We were just doing what felt right.
Now I can't get him out of my mind.

I want him to come back.
I told him to go.
I wish there was another world.
Where he and I can have more.

Now I wish him the happiness.
And someone to fill his loneliness.
To have a good and fulfill life.
And a love to last a lifetime.
 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Gulishta
Have you ever felt??
As if you are watching your own life from far away?.
Have you ever felt? ?
As if this thing thats inside you.,it has a shape and aching presence that's eating you away.?
Have you ever felt? ?
As if you don't even recognise yourself?.
Have you ever felt? ?
Like a candle burning from both sides?.
Have you ever get tired??
Of always being sane and good and nice?.
Have you ever regretted??
Letting your decision get away??
Have you ever looked into the mirror?. .
And promised yourself to be a little bit more selfish? ?..
 Apr 2018 Lora H A
Michael Angelo
I drive, during daylight, through the city.
It's a different side I never get to see.
I'm looking to satiate my hunger;
A hunger older than time.
A hunger that leads men to create gods, governments, science and traffic law.
The endeavor is foolish,
Restaurants and bars brimming with people looking for substance,
They're looking too.
And the flea-ridden dog with the lame leg, he's looking too.
The woman at the bus stop with all her belongings in a trash bag, applying makeup,
She's a looking too.
The man wearing a baseball cap and glasses in his convertible Porsche,
He's looking too.
The earth hasn't gotten any bigger, yet there's enough to keep teams of scientists- different fields too- occupied for years.
And I'm driving though the city
Looking for something to do.
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