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 May 2021 Chomba
Micah
And here we are
the end.

Five years running
and nothing to show

except the slowed
platonic love

and tired
texts

and an absence
of what once was

Except you don't know
do you

know that I'm
leaving us

know that I'm
panicked

into wondering
if I'm behind in
people

experiencing people

I feel I'm at a loss
with you

because we met each other
too soon

and now I'm just pointed bones

and you are the sun

and I'm greedy
for still wanting a piece of you

But I am burnt

The End.
I didn't think I'd write this kind of poem about you.
 May 2021 Chomba
Aishu
Soulmate
 May 2021 Chomba
Aishu
Sometimes I wonder
How is it possible to know you without touching you
How is it possible to feel your being
How is it possible to feel your love
With all the questions around
My heart is in love with you
 Apr 2021 Chomba
My Dear Poet
a girl kissed a boy
and told him not to tell
he grew up to be a poet
with a promise kept so well
till he wrote one day a poem
that she’s found reading, but forgot
and wondered if it’s really him
and thinking that it’s not
but buried within these pages
and hidden within the rhyme
were words dripping from his lips
caressing every line
so she came in a little closer
and read it to the end
and found him in the poem
and kissed his lips again
Now it’s your turn not to tell
 Apr 2021 Chomba
AE
You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night

The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin

You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity

The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them

And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted

To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies

But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun

And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood

Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland
 Apr 2021 Chomba
Rebecca
Bucket
 Apr 2021 Chomba
Rebecca
I can't take another step
To tote your pain and mine.
You say that
You don't want to be here
Nor do I.
No future for you.
I can't take another step.
I can't carry your burden and mine.
You don't really want to go.
I don't know how to help.
I love you.
It is my turn.
I will take another step.
 Apr 2021 Chomba
zozek
Lotus Love
 Apr 2021 Chomba
zozek
every night I strive to bury your love in the mud
my hands and heart full of blood
next morning it reblooms with greater vigor
bypassing my rigor
enlightening me about your rebirth with all your purity
and rarity
 Mar 2021 Chomba
Imran Islam
Your sweet memories
make me cry
and separation makes
my heart dry!

I can't walk a single step
on this way,
where we wet in the rain
on last Sunday.

I get your scent
in the smell of flowers
I feel your loving touch
with showers.

I smile whereas you make
my soul fry
I gaze upon you with love,
though you mean to pry.

Your face is a mirror to me
where I found myself
I will never blame you;
Take care of yourself.
 Mar 2021 Chomba
Imran Islam
My stone of pain and the sea of sin
Take them away!
Happily in my rhythm,
let your great tune on!

The darkness and the sorrow of mine
Move them away!
In my heart and tears,
let your fears retain!

All my lies and my abuses
Throw them away, please!
In my words and promises,
let your faith walk in!

The pain of my broken heart and dreams
Keep them away, God, take them away!
Every day in my good work,
let your holy name say again!
BE
 Mar 2021 Chomba
David Lessard
Hello poetry, did you talk to God today
or were you burdened with the world?
did you take some time to pray
as the day progressed,  unfurled?
Did you thank Him for your blessings
and for another day of life?
or were you full of second guessing
brought about with weary strife.
Did you say hello to strangers
or comfort those in sorrow
with no worry of fearsome dangers
but filled with hope of our tomorrow?
Did the thought of God prevail
did you remember to be humble
or did some troubled thoughts assail
to make you halt or quickly stumble?
Hello poetry, did you say hello to Him
and to His precious son that came?
to forgive us all from our sin
and not remain ashamed.
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