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  Jun 2019 Sadia
roumen
Two lonely empty hands
for you.
They didn't touch
but love you.
Two lonely empty hands
for you.
They didn't promise
but want you.
Two lonely empty hands
for you.
They didn't beg
but hug you.

I know .
you didn't need me
to complete you.
I know.
You didn't want me
to fulfill you.
I know
You didn't
Ask to love you...

But...
I can stop...
For you.
Not me...
Because of love ..

For simple touch.
For lonely kiss.
For empty hand..
Don't ask..
Just beg ..
I will..
I want.
I am..
End.
  Jun 2019 Sadia
Wene
You and I
Danced gracefully under the moonlight
I can tell you're happy because there's a tear in your eye
Tonight my love, you shined so bright

I held you close as you wiped my tear
"Let me see you one last time"
You whispered in my ear
As you took your last breath and said "Goodbye".
  Jun 2019 Sadia
Jon York
Life is about change.
Sometimes it's painful.
Sometimes it's beautiful.
But most of the time it's both.
Sometimes you keep a lot
to yourself because it's
difficult to find people who
            understand.

But never regret being a good
person, to the  wrong people
because your behavior says
everything about you, and
their behavior says enough
            about them.

Love doesn't keep score.It
wipes the record clean each day.
It says good  morning to today
and goodbye  to yesterday.

Some people want material things,
me, I just want peace, happy times
            &  people to love.

The mind will not always remember
exactly what happened, but the
heart will always remember the
                  feeling.
                                  ­                                                     Jon York   2019
  Jun 2019 Sadia
amrutha
What does it mean to be beautiful,
  To be alone in the most beautiful way
  To sink into the solitude with such grace
  A candle flame flickers that way
  Speechless a burning orange fire
Restless to become one with the darkness around.
Clothes wet and washed down the rocks
Lost somewhere in the running black water
What does it mean to be beauty itself,
  To be naked like the night
  Lost and meditating in desire
  Craving quietly for his holy touch
Tell me what it means
to be beauty itself,
  to be naked like the night
  and still get him to stare
  at only the moon that you hold in your eyes.
'Black is beautiful.' Is there a greater beauty than being vacuum? Endless Space.
  Jun 2019 Sadia
Kale
Goodnight my love,
Even though the moon's
Greeting comes
to separate us,
I will always love you.
Our bond that was
Formed by Fate
Can never be broken
Because with each
Setting sun
You enter
My dawdling mind
And my heart begins
To sing songs
Like the birds of
early morn
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