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 Jul 2014 Hollow
Meggghanq1
So many misinterpreted metaphors
make me cringe
''are you trying to ruin poetry for everyone''
but I hide my damp eyes behind my fringe
because I mustn't argue and my teachers are never wrong
They sing without a meaning or lyric in their song
we are taught to write what they want to hear
not the truth we feel inside our hopes and fears

But i must turn the other cheek
to get my degree I need..when home I ponder, I weep
because it was the school that killed poetry
for many of my peers..
But all is not lost..wipe away those tears
Grab the pen that feels ethical
the paper that doesn't deceive, doesn't lie
and write a poem that you can feel
you'll get out of school alive
(You know who you are who started this haha!)..Don't get me wrong I love teachers in general..I plan on becoming an awesome one someday too :)
I refuse to dance around the words
"I love you."
The power that you awaken in my soul
gives those words upon my tongue
a meaning,
a sign,
a call to arms because
two months is long enough
to live out years of memories.

I look into your eyes and I see
the world glittering before me.
Those grinning cheeks that stole my heart away
like a thief remind me of what we have,
and it's special.
No special concoction or solution
could possibly dilute such a strong connection.
Not even Einstein could crack the code
to the lock that binds us together.

In this time of
"hands off"
and
"it's mine"
we finally have something that we can call
"ours"
and it's **beautiful.
This is from the depths of my love-drenched soul. Enjoy :)
 Jul 2014 Hollow
Amaranthine
Pretty
 Jul 2014 Hollow
Amaranthine
Pretty pretty pretty
But you remain the same
As the childish and petty
To whom living is a game

Ugly ugly ugly
Not a blemish in sight
Because the pretty ones bug me
*What counts is inside
 Jul 2014 Hollow
Amitav Radiance
All facets of love are crafted with the chisel, held by lovers
 Jul 2014 Hollow
Tomoko
This Road
 Jul 2014 Hollow
Tomoko
Now,
In the silver rain
I'm walking
Everywhere.
In the obscure rain,
On the water that is flowing along the asphalt,
I'm walking.
Ordinary
is everywhere.
Nothing really standing out,
I'm walking this road.
There are no likes and dislikes
Because there is only one direction.
I'm walking.
This road
Will float in the universe
Because I think so.
As if legs
Like wings
Like songs
Are walking.
Beyond this road,
There are many facts of my character.
In order to meet many sides of you,
I'm walking.
There are no likes and dislikes
Because there is only one direction.
I'm walking
This road.
There is no front and back.
Just to where
The heart leads.
If it keeps raining,
If the sun shines,
It doesn't matter.
Because there is only one direction,
I'm walking
This road.
If there is nobody,
If there is nothing,
It doesn't matter.
If I'm sad,
I'll accept my sadness.
If I'm pleased,
I'll accept my pleasure.
Both of them are the moment
Of illusion
Because there is only one direction
Just to where the heart leads

What exists is
This road
I'm walking on.
 Jul 2014 Hollow
Unknown
Beneath the Willow Tree
Below the canopy of leaves
She sits in silence
The embodiment of Nature
In all her perfection

Blades of grass dance
Free from worry
Within the shadow of her protection

Branches of new beginnings
Beckoned skyward with the crook of her finger
Like so many bodies
Searching for the touch of life

Petals wander carelessly
Upon the whispers of the gentle wind
Beauty finds hope in the blue sky
And the golden rays of warmth
Light a smile on her face

Beneath the Willow Tree
I melt into the soil
Open and release my soul
Under her watchful gaze
Feeding on the wonders
Found only in her kiss

Her gentle embrace coerces eyes to open
Hands to splay over the small of her back
And tongues to seek hidden pleasure
In the fruits of her ambition

Eternal bliss is found here
In the endless ocean of knowledge
The outside

Nature is the purest of hearts
That holds a place for all
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