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 Dec 2016 ajit peter
Sam
Shoved to the ground,
Elbow to the arm,
Ball to the face.
Visable bruises form, sore to the touch.

Screaming through the wall,
Ignorance of the people,
Suffication of the culprit.
Mental bruises form, sore to the mind.
I tried to tame a Titan, thought my Gypsy soul was all he needs. But it seems in the end, I'm the only human that cuts and bleeds.

I could count on the hand that's left, my long list of regret. But I wish nothing more, then to erase how we both met.

I took off armor and defended, what I wanted for my own. A dream I held close to heart, he was to be my home.

If only you could see me, cutting them down with every blow. But in the end he defeated me, the only one I wished to know.

I lay in a puddle of myself, as he devours my heart. All the while still whispering delusions, of how Fate won't keep us apart.
 Dec 2016 ajit peter
Elyssa Night
I take your hand
As we run though the rigged woods
Running feeling the dead trees crack
Beneath our feet

We stop by a small creek
You take me steadily in your grasp
As we walk further under a small dark bridge

You stop
You turn your head up
To look up at the moon

I feel you against my back
Searching for the stars

The cold winter breeze
Bites at my skin
But your body
Holds me warm

The gentle tickle of your breath against my ear Telling me of a story
The moon, the night, and the stars

When the wolves cry
The darkness sets
And across it all it shines bright

These are the moments
The moments I cherish with
You tonight
Rock-bottom
is a place
where strong warriors
display self-control -
by finding their ground
and picking themselves up - collected.

By Lady R.F ©2016
Can I believe in Science
And still revere the fury of God
I appreciate Evolution
But perceive where Angels have trod

My Mind is most conflicted
For the two cannot be reconciled
But I'll have my cake and eat it
For Reality is a Magical domicile
I should have listened when you told me bad people exist.
I should have listened to you when you said no one is going to be there forever. Because people leave and don't return.
I should have listened when you told me that when the damage is done, don't go back and try to repair it.
Because i've tried
Many times  
And should I have left the broken alignments the way they were perfectly damaged.

You taught me that it was okay to mess up.
Even though your parenting flaws came here and then, you provided what was necessary for a child
and taught me life lessons no average school teacher ever could.

You taught me how to love myself when I was broken.
You showed me that I had intentional beauty because everyday you'd see me you would say, "I have a beautiful daughter."

I used to think that line was wired into the brains of our mothers.
As if they were required to tell us we are beautiful
No matter how we believe we are.

We all have beauty.
And my mother taught me that.
She taught me how to love
And represented what I would call,
the most important piece of the puzzle.
Because without her, I would not exist.
 Dec 2016 ajit peter
Atlas
house cat
 Dec 2016 ajit peter
Atlas
I'm a house cat that dreams of the forest
Jazzy somber bend to blend
Somewhere beyond horizon
Undulating words wandering
Like nomads turning towards
Stirring path.
Voice was though rough and coarse
Seemed to be bewitching.
While music was too aloud like
Thundering.

Be calm and cool down for a while
Listen softly to the hymn of life
Cords may not break apart.
Loved ones will surely applaud.

Do not fall into the phantom of darkness,
Where there is no path of moving forward.
Keep singing till soul does not depart.
Keep singing even if the voice is good or not!

©2016 All rights reserved by GEETHA JAYAKUMAR.
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