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 Jun 2014 Virtuous
Riot
now frozen is a tale about a girl who has some powers
but forget to tell
from heaven or hell
where did they come from?

the the boloved cliche of love at first sight
cruched by her sister
but the delivery was not right
instead of being nice and saying
"maybe take it slow"
she tells her sister it's stupid
"if you don't like it then just go"

so the gloves she held so tightly
conceling
never meant to show
were stolen by here sister who just wanted to know
"why are you waring them?"
as if stealing imagination can save the kids from a world
of ice

so instead of staying
explaining
to the world who loves her so
instead of being royal and not running
she lets it go

so her sister turns to no other
then her love at first sight
to take care of elsa's kingdom
while she travles through the night

while she isn't used to snowy weather
all she wants is to see her sister
because unlike elsa with her kindom she cannot let it go

so she turns to a stranger
with what he calls a talking randeer
maybe she's a little too trusting with her men?
well he thinks so

meanwhile at the ice kingdom

while elsa is making her ice castle
with a lengendary song
she has no idea who she is hurting
by not telling what is going on

but that song though

so the quest
the test of love is at stake
because elsa grew up
surronded by her mistake
the hate
of those glove
trying to control her every move
no wonder she had to let it go
so

it took so long for her to realze
it was not her mistake
she didn't know why this happened
but now she had to take
it
and keep it close
your mistakes make you stronger
if you let it go then you'll forget

so now the beginning of the problem
the love at first sight
causing the problem
for her sister now hair white
because nothing can change the heart
except love
true love
it might not be at first sight
but it's sister's for a lifetime

sometimes a single tear
can change what's inside
 Jun 2014 Virtuous
nivek
your words poet
sing their song
In my innermost
each word completes
your welding craft
into memorable poems
 May 2014 Virtuous
rose14195
age
 May 2014 Virtuous
rose14195
age
age is timeless
 May 2014 Virtuous
Raphael Uzor
Like crystal sand pebbles
Washed away from seashore
Like shooting stars in space
Propelled out of the night sky

Our beautiful black pearls
Young and innocent and ambitious
Full of life, full of tomorrow
Were stolen away in daylight
Away from unnatural habitats
Away from unsafe clusters
Away from our sleepy watchful eyes
Loosing their buoyancy
To the same fearsome monsters
That have plagued the land much
Bursting balloons at parties
Bringing mayhem as they visit
Making our warriors look childish
Forcing help from the world over.

The sun has gone to sleep
The moon has loomed too long
But to hope, we will cling
Till we find our lost pebbles…


© Raphael Uzor
 May 2014 Virtuous
Sally A Bayan
(Whispers)
~~~~~~~

can you feel us?
do you know we are just beside you?


how do we make you feel we are, right now,

patting your back, trying to make your tears go away,

telling you how sorry we are for having left so soon?

there are things that happen which are incomprehensible

the reasons, as well, are beyond our understanding.

how do we assure you, enlightenment, acceptance

will come, in God's time?


our hands are so light, we couldn't hold you, like we did before,

our kisses on your forehead, are like a feather's touch,

but never do touch...how we wish you'd feel

how we encircle you with our embraces....


how do we whisper in your ears,

let you know, we are now above all dangers,

here, where there are no more fears, only calm waters

no more fires that ****, only gentle sun shining all over

not even a shred of violence in the minds, in the winds...

we are in a place where the arms of serenity extends...


and yet, we... we find ourselves still unsettled,

we still do not have that perfect peace,

just by  knowing...


how much you are hurting....

~~~~~~~


(for Maria and family)



Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
 May 2014 Virtuous
Jahanvi Goyal
Every morning is an outcome of a dark night,
Keeping this hope up, I'm still standing in the fight.
I feel complete when you are start and end of my day,
Without you around, I'm simply fading away.

When people raise their finger on me,
To you, I desire to flee.
When I'm judged, misunderstood, accused,
In your light, I want to be fused.

I accept that I am not a good person,
So what? I'll be given scars in black, red and crimson?
I am suppressed the every single time,
Is it always my crime?

How for them it can always be so fine?
Can't they see me, feel me, ever whine?
I just want to be happy, feel the breeze with a smile,
I want you to hold my hand, in this meanwhile.

My disability to express what is inside,
In my life, is bringing the disastrous tide.
Today I feel, the solution is to end this,
Maybe peace comes, when heaven gives me a kiss.

I am into this turmoil,
Where are you? Come wrap me in your foil.
Take me into a different world,
Then all the sadness in trash will be hurled.

When one feels alone in crowd,
Because of the pain, one wants to shout out loud.
When moonlight becomes the brightest thing,
Somebody else of your life becomes the king.

Maybe it is the most beautiful scene,
But how can you expect love from the mean?
Is it right to always in the flow yourself to blame?
I swear, Life! is the roughest game.

My mistake, I am not able to determine,
Perhaps this is what is making them win.
My tender age, my shaken phase,
Makes them think I am an easy chase.

Nothing is capturing my mind,
Now is when I want you to come and (me) find.
Only you can lift me from this situation,
I want you. For this I've no explanation.

You're that invisible power, the magic,
The only one that can take away all that is tragic.
Nobody knows who you are, including this heart,
But I so wish to be on your priority chart.

What goes in me, one fails to understand right now,
I want answers to what, when and how.
What is keeping me so down?
When will they stop wearing my life's crown?
How cannot seeing all of this, I now frown?

I want to end this in any way,
In between emotions, I no longer can sway.
For myself, I want to breathe once,
God helps all and not just nuns.

Shower your blessing on me too,
You're not God, so to reach you, there's no cue.
Just lift me once, high enough, so they can see,
That I am happier when set free!
 May 2014 Virtuous
Riot
Tell all
Or tell nothing
Go home
Or go back
Go back to your room

I can't be what you want
I can't cry for me
I can't be sad for nothing
And unfortunately nothing is me

Tell me one time
When I could have been perfect
I don't know what else to do
Except go back to the broken mirror
And pick up a piece or two

I love to paint
I'll paint my pain
On my arm
A picture of you
But all I can do
Is go to my room
And pick up a piece or two
 May 2014 Virtuous
rose14195
People everywhere hurt bullies before they can hurt victims like me
they have riots to tell bullies they wrong
and it has lasted this long
Yet if they only took a second to see
what the victims thought of things
they would realize we don't think I don't thing they are right
They are trying to fight
this problem
and think that is wrong
because when  there is a fight someone gets hurt
The last thing i want is more hurt people
I actually feel bad for bullies
because all of America just pointed their guns towards them
their friends ignoring them
people they don't know hating them
talking about them
they must feel just like me
because that person, or bully was hurting before the victim
and now BRAVO! you made them feel worse then ever
and everyone keeps filling them with hurt
and when they are filled with hurt that is all they can give back
And then you get mad at that
"A is a bully
they can never change!"
Maybe they could change if you gave them a chance to start changing
lets walk through this shall we?
If you fill them with hurt
they give hurt back
But when you fill them with love what happens with that?
You see bullying isn't a fight we should be fighting
They are broken people we should be fixing
hurt people we need to be healing
rips in them need mending
we don't need to tear them apart
we need to put them back together
show them love from the heart
that is were bullying stops
 May 2014 Virtuous
Marian
I picked you a bouquet of flowers
But they died in your hands

*~Marian~
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