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The water was still,with dust on its shore,
    as if last night everything has been washed away;
    and left is the fertility on the floors;

    The signs of feet we make are transient,
    this time they fell over the sand ,ready to print its first monsoon scene;
    The mother land was touched in her heart serene,
    smiled in the promise’ she would treasure the depressions in her dormant beneath.

    The water was perfect, clear just as your eye;
    the ripples were quiet spreading to the banks.
    My heart was bound to see the magic that wont die.

    The sun was shining high.
    Even every passing man was a witness to the essence;
    And to the moment when all demons felt a sigh,
    surely masters of white temple must have marked our presence.

    The whole world had turned a faint,
    every bit of life was flowing through our veins;
    the sheer excitement has preached my mind as if i am pouring water from the sea.

    You were the perfect shape of nature.
    embracing whom would pump up the lungs;
    A perfect place to live within and feel light as a feather.
    Regardless of limits of time and ties of birth.
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The beauty of a woman
is in the poems she's wrote,
the dreams she's weaved
and all the stories she's told.

The beauty of a woman
is in the adventures she's taken,
the lives she's touched
and all the minds she's awakened.

The beauty of a woman
is in the caring she gives,
the sincerity in her laughter,
and the passion in her griefs.

It's not the expensive clothes she owns,
her body size, the diamonds she's worn.
Measure not the beauty of woman in gold,
for the beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul.
Dedicated to all women out there with an amazing mind and a beautiful soul. We are the gift of nature, soft enough to touch the core of others and strong enough to protect that and those important to us. I love you all. Believe in yourself and the world will believe in your power.

I'm honored to have it as the daily poem.
Never think that that smile means he likes you
Never think that that wink means you look good today
Never think that that laugh means he wants you around
Don’t entertain such thoughts, you can’t afford to think that way

Because once you do, you start to fall
so never think about love at all

Or you’ll come out wounded and bruised
and you’ll feel broken, empty, and used
ignore the weak knees, the flutter of heart
ignore the butterflies, they’ll tear you apart
don’t be fooled, honey, it’s all a trap
and once you’re caught there’s no coming back

Never think that that hello means he missed you
Never think that that how are you means he cares
Never think that that look means he loves you too
Don’t let those things get to your head, honey don’t you dare

'Cause once they do, they'll poison your mind
you’ll be ecstatic for a while and then you’ll find

That you’ll come out wounded and bruised
and you’ll feel broken, empty, and used
ignore the weak knees, the flutter of heart
ignore the butterflies, they’ll tear you apart
don’t be fooled, honey, it’s all a trap
and once you’re caught there’s no coming back

All bad things are wrapped up like presents
but they turn out to be Pandora’s box
and they’ll shine bright like a diamonds
but one touch and it’ll turn to rocks
My own darkness terrifies me,
I am right to be afraid
For there is nothing...
Absolutely nothing,
That I wouldn't do
To avoid this unforgiving hell

© 2014 Peach
My mind is the best prison, it tortures me so well.
I fell asleep to the sound of the ocean

the waves reminded me of the way you repetitively touched me -

softly and fiercely, all in one motion

and I wish I could feel that same exhilaration one more time

{hjl}
I looked into your eyes
And found a love so deep
It made fairytales seem possible


That was a lie
Because I'm an emotionless monster
I will look at you like I love you
But I will never love you
people like me do not love.
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