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 Mar 18 alia
JL Vega
We met
We talked
We pretended
We laughed
We considered
We agreed
We exchanged
We left
It was like a kiss from a rose
 Mar 18 alia
Ari
...
 Mar 18 alia
Ari
...
I wish "home"  is where my heart is.
 Mar 18 alia
Khadi Alza
You’ve changed a lot they say.
So different from before.
Older and more mature,
More responsible than before.
Wiser, kinder,
More considerate and taller.
So, so different they say.

They've changed too.
Still the same but not.
Happier still,
But with tight smiles,
Hiding something—What?
I do not know...

So, so different,
Then the eight-year-old you knew.
We're different now Sir,
Different now Ms.
We've changed.
For the good or bad...
Who knows?

All I know is that...
A lot changed us.
New experiences,
New people.
Of course, we changed.
But was it that obvious?
No sunset for a heart so bright,
No darkness for a soul of light.
Life is hard, yet full of joy,
As fate treats us like a toy.

Never give up at all times;
Accept all sorrows' rhymes.
Trust each step along your way,
And hopes shall never fade away.

Way of life—hold to morals and belief;
May Allah grant you endless relief.
Written by Menna Abd-Eldaiem
Translator and Poetess
 Mar 16 alia
Ann Beaver
Red light blinking
Hopelessly thinking
This may never turn green
Of all his sayings mean,
Which did I love the most?
Sarcastically boast
I can't pick just one.
I set them free
Like helium balloons
I stare at the sun until I can't see
What it was you wanted me to be.
Yes, bright the velvet lawn appears,
And fair the blooming bowers;
Yet blame me not—I view with tears,
This scene of light and flowers;
Strangers possess my native halls,
And tread my wonted ways;
Alas! no look, no voice recalls,
The Home of Happier Days.
The gay guitar is still in tune;
The greenhouse plants are rare;
Glad faces throng the wide saloon,
But none I love are there:
Oh ! give me friendship's cherished tone,
Give me affection's gaze;
Else my sad heart can never own
The Home of Happier Days.
 Mar 16 alia
S R Mats
It takes time, little elephant, so try
It takes time, tiny baby, you'll crawl
It takes time to build a relationship
It takes time for one to dissipate

It takes time, my heart, so break
It takes time, You broken heart, now heal
It takes time, so dream, realize and feel
It all takes time
This is a bit of a stinker that was written to prove a point to someone, not on this site.
Love.
The bittersweet thing that we all seem to crave,
The thing people swear they'd die for.
But is it worth it, for a feeling we do not understand?
The violent force that causes destruction and pain—
But yet it is so sweet, so gentle,
The force that doomed Romeo and Juliet to their death,
That made Mark Antony abandon his empire,
Chaotic, but sweet.
Do all deserve to be loved,
And can all be loved?
There is a
TRAIL OF HAPPINESS, and
A PATHWAY LEADING
to
SADNESS ROAD!!!
A JOURNEY OF EMOTIONS
up AHEAD
are
UNTOLD,
on your JOURNEY,
JUST WATCH
as they UNFOLD,
when you
get to them,
just be
COURAGEOUS AND BOLD!!!
These are
JUST TRIALS,
for they
WON'T LAST LONG,
Continue your
JOURNEY and
in
THEM BE STRONG!!!
It is your time,
for a
TRANSFORMATION,
Learn from yourself,
this is your
CONFORMATION,
TIE-A-KNOT and
HANG ON,
The ROADS
WILL BE ROUGH, but
YOU ARE A
🥊 FIGHTER 🥊,
BE STEADFAST,
DETERMINED and TOUGH!!!
Don't let
🚫 NO DETOURS!!! 🚫
TURN YOU AROUND,
PUSH THROUGH
THESE EMOTIONS and
STAND YOUR GROUND!!!,
at the
END OF THIS JOURNEY,
YOU WILL
CERTAINLY KNOW,
You have
CONQUERED AND DEFEATED,
them, and
from
THIS WILL
🌴 GROW 🌴!!!!


B.R.
Date: 3/14/2025
 Mar 16 alia
Niranjan R
Decided to become that version—
Heartless. Ruthless.
No place for love.

No emotions dictating,
Only silence, always calculating.
No chances taken,
Nothing to hurt, no pain to endure.

But then it dawned—
Even this was emotion dictating.
Just a bargain with time,
To postpone the pain.

No one is invulnerable.
No one is unstoppable.
No one can escape,
When love decides to pay a visit.

No one can escape
The joy that it brings,
And the dreaded pain that follows
Depressing situations force us to abandon our love and care;
become something different.
Abandon what gives us unimaginable pain.
But love is eternal.
No one can escape the joy and the dreaded pain that follows.
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