Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Imran Islam
We're having a lovely evening
at the blue river
I'm looking at her
and she's turning to me
like becoming a sea,
How romantic we are!
Don't worry, we are still friends
We're typing inside, but nothing is happening.

In a whole, the darkness is coming
with the stars
and moonlights.
We will stay close
likewise a happy couple,
How emotional we are!
Don't worry, we are still friends
We're burning inside, but nothing is happening.

We're having a good nighttime
here only she and me.
Sometimes we're wondering
that we're getting wrong
How open-minded we are!
Don't worry, we are still friends
We're falling inside, but nothing is happening.

We're having a sweet morning
at the window
and having coffee.
We're talking about ourselves
like we've made our dreams at night,
though we have many feelings left.
Don't worry, we are still friends
We're imagining inside, but nothing is happening.

We're always having a good time
with lovely things
every time, everywhere.
Everyone guesses we're in love,
but we don't know, why are we still just friends?
Maybe, to make a relationship we're melting
into one, melting into one, we’re melting into one!
Imagery-

Evening
Darkness
Good night time
Sweet morning
All the time
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Dove
I,
Who have been fighting since birth,
Don’t know what it’s like
To know my worth.
I,
Who have heard about what my people went through,
Don’t know what it’s like
To be praised like they do.
I,
Who sit by and watch them,
Don’t know what it’s like
To be followed by most of them.
I,
Whose ancestors have fought hard,
Don’t know what it’s like
To not be crushed by their words.
They,
Who can’t see past my skin,
Don’t know what it’s like
To not be made out like a sin.
They,
Who don’t have to worry,
Don’t know what it’s like
To have to run away in a hurry.
They,
Who are made out to be the best of them,
Don’t know what it’s like
To struggle like the rest of us.
They,
Who divide us into two kinds,
Don’t know what it’s like
To be ashamed all their lives.
We,
Can come together as one.
We,
Can stop the hatred among.
We,
Don’t have to live like this anymore.
We,
Don’t need to leave others feeling sore.
One country,
One fight,
One people,
One decision.
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Anthem
Not worth-less, but worth-it.
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Echo Alpha
I don't know if it's love or lust.
All I know is 'you and me' is a must.
I should've known it won't last.
Nights we shared were nothing but a dust.
A letter to someone. . .
Only when we become a Mother
Do we truly understand
How much pain comes
With unconditional love,

It is only then
That we realise
How much it hurts
To be rejected
When push comes to shove.

To be taken for granted
Unintentionally,
Or not,

To be disrespected,
Misunderstood,
And talked-down-to, alot.

Only when we become a Mother
Do we fully comprehend
That our Mothers
Did the best that they could,

They, too, just like us,
Had their own issues
To deal with;
They didn't burden us,
We wouldn't have understood!

They cried just as much
As they smiled--if not more!
They gave more than
They ever received,

They placed everyone's needs
Before their own--since the day
That we were conceived.

They held back tears
Whenever we upset them,

They died inside
Whenever we neglected them
And disrespected them.

Whenever we patronised them -
Whenever we were condescending,

Whenever we blammed them -
Whenever we took them for granted -
When we gave no thought
Nor tried to be understanding.

They only ever wanted
The best for us -
They gave of themselves
Completely;
Something nobody else
Was ever capable of,
Or willing to do!

Only when we lose our Mothers
Do we live with the regret,

A true blessing,
A pure love we were given--
Irreplaceable;
Our first real love,
The one love
We will never,
Ever,
Replace or forget!

By Lady R.F. (C)2017
Dedicated to our precious Mothers.
Angels without wings!

And, whilst I am aware
That we weren't all blessed with such giving Mothers, I'm certain that even those whom weren't had a deep intention to be so, but life got the better of them.
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Star BG
Fairytail
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Star BG
Live the fairytale,
by dancing with your inner child.
By connecting to your greatness
to sing to the music of your heart.

Live the fairytale,
by sharing a smile
and see how it gets returned ten-fold.
By taking a breath with gratitude
allowing miracles to blossom.

Live the fairytale,
by carrying self love within
to follow your dreams.
By celebrating every moment
of everyday as the gift it is.

Live the fairytale.
It's your birthright.


StarBG © 2017
Saw the word fairytale and this emerged.
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Gerry
By the 18th of October around 3 A.M of year 1995, a child was born.
He may not look as good as anyone or as pleasing as anyone but for his family, he is an angel.
Time flies so quickly, and the boy grows differently from everyone.
He didn't bother to consider any doubt of being different to everyone.
He's just like a normal kid, playful as every child in the neighborhood.
But as he grows further, thoughts came into his mind and enough to make a doubt.
And he started asking himself, "why do I look like this?", "what is wrong with me?".
His doubts consumed his playful mind turned it into a lone, doubtful, and twisted mind.
But you'd never see that on his eyes, nor to his smile, for he learned how to keep this burden.
He experienced many things as he grows. But good or bad, he turned it to a lesson.
From being playful and careless, he became silent, observant and unpeaceful.
He tried to show his true self as he tried to get his circle bigger but his burden grows. Keeping him away from everyone.
Because of his thoughts, doubts came in. It makes him unstable.
Now he never cares if they'll accept him or not and never tried to pleased people.
And now he was happier when he's alone rather than to be with people and their lies.
For now he learned that "Life's a survival".
The more you tried to get many friends, the more potential enemy you'll have.
"Do not let everyone knows everything about you" for they can use it against you.
"Always keep your circle small" for it is only for your true friends.
Happy 22nd year of existence.

Truly Yours,
Yourself
It was actually the story of my life.. i have a sixth nerve palsy thats why im different..
thanks HePo for letting me post this one on my exact birthday
 Oct 2017 Pipin
Jiawen 张
He is an exponential function.
Small rate of change at the beginning,
But he grows fast when he reaches a certain age.
    
I am a function of a straight line.
A big constant ***** since the beginning,
But I also have a y-intercept way bigger than zero.
    
Let our age be the inputs,
And our maturity be the outputs.
At year zero,
We didn’t know each other.
We didn’t know we would cross each other one day.
      
We have been working so hard.
We have been living in different countries.
We were like two parallel lines,
Which would never meet each other.
    
But at year 20 for me,
And at year 30 for him,
We finally crossed each other,
And we were smart enough to find our intersection.
      
We are still growing into different directions,
Because that probably will be our only intersection.
But we only need that one intersection,
Because we are all independent now.
We don’t need other people to input data anymore.
#MathMajor
Next page