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 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Sourodeep
There are five types of people
you can find in a market.
Some are there to buy, simple
some never find anything correct
some want to just hop around
from this shop to that shop
some are there just to meet friends
nothing to do what all fashion trends
hanging out, chilling at a wrong place
like on this planet, the whole of human race

I am here, just to admire, the beauty
expressed by these clothes, flesh and diversity
someone's curves, something's color
smile of a sweet girl, captivating like no other
the fit of her fancy dress, the way she walks
her bare legs moving to this catchy tune
like on a sunlit dessert, golden rays
silhouetted on the sand dune.
They say not to look at girls in that way
why do they dress and make up
if no one is there to appreciate it, I say
please do not mistake me for a ***** pervert nuisance
as I am here just to be happy, in utter silence
for its a market, and not a field of violence.
To all those really beautiful girls I have seen, in admiration and not as a pervert.
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Amber K
5 AM
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Amber K
It's 5 in the morning.
I haven't slept yet.
I never sleep at night anymore.
Everything hurts to much.
If I even think about sleeping,
I end up soaking my pillow in tears...
as the pain in my chest grows harder to ignore.
All the flashbacks return.
I don't feel very safe anymore.
So I'll wait for the sun to rise.
Then I'll sleep the day away,
and wake up to face the night once again.
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
The Tinkerer
Nautilus
The knot in us.
Unknown,
It's grown,
In the darkness
Never seen, till in need.
The *
Nautilus sleeps.

In times of turmoil,
Of doubt and pain.
That's when the
Nautilus,
Earns its name.
When called forth
The
Nautilus roars,
It ascends to the fore.

Of *courage
over *fear,
Strength over pain,
The Nautilus breaks clear
The sufferer's aid.

It puts to end,
The chaos, the carnage.
Replaced with,
Experience's  wisdom
And the patience of age.
Weeks of confusion and doubt, and I've come out better with a fragile, but new perspective on where i want my life to lead. It's been tough, it's been tiring, but I've made it through. I've capped the name Nautilus for that something inside us that pushes us to be.. legendary.
-
i want to write
a happy poem
but
the ink of this pen
is color gray
and blue*

©IGMS
You make me hate you.
Despise you.
All I want is for everything
To be over between us
Like you never existed.
Like WE never existed.

Your existence joined with
Mine is a crime.
I want to separate the two
Making sure they never
Join. Ever.

You've poisoned us,
Your thoughts have maligned me
Making me the bad guy.
But if walking away from you
Makes me one, I will be

I never wanted to hate you
Even when you were on
The path to destroy us
But I've had enough
Of all the name calling and
the baseless acquisition
The lack of trust

I want to wipe those
Memories.
The time we spent together
The laughter we shared

I want to **** the love
I had for you.
All that I did for you
Negated by the words you said

They say hatred is not
The opposite of love,
but indifference is
But the passionate the
Love is, the harsher the
Hate would be.

You've ignited a fire
Inside me, fire that won't
Be put out
You've made me hate you
And I'm glad about that
Utterly enchanted 'neath
  mesmerizing constellations,
as an entranced blue moon
    swoons over sparkling
           celestial diamonds,
cello's were eloquently playing
  serenading starry stratospheres  
     within an endearing melody
           and milky ways of poetry,
simultaneously syncopating
   strumming pizzicato heartstrings,
tuning our harmonious passages
      of rhythm and rhyme 'pon
apricot mist sunset horizons &
   seraphic skies rendered of
          lapis lazuli sunrise grandeur
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
A Watoot
the heart i drew on the sand by the beach got washed away by the sea- just like how easily you threw away our memories together
sorry sorry sorry i cannot lose you
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