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Clouds.
Fluffy, light and soft.
Beautiful to watch.
Blue skies, everything are a delight.

One moment after....

Clouds.
Dark, scary and grey.
Dark clouds, everything are going to hell...

Thunder, lightning are the dark clouds friends.
At twenty one
Life with you is so much fun
At thirty two
The only girl I'd still love is you
At forty three
In our family house, we sit under a tree
At fifty four
I can't get enough of you...I want more
At sixty five
You are still the only woman in my life
At seventy six
Sitting room is filled with our grandkids pics
At eighty seven
Your arms still remains my safe haven
At ninety eight
I hope we live a century...if none of us is late.
When you stare at someone and feel like you are more strong your complete in a way that you cant explain..when all ur problems seem to end when you hear her voice when you find yourself smiling for no reason when you stare at her when sometimes you dream that she will be their with you watching the stars  when a minute cant pass without you thinking of her when you envy or feel jelous when you see another boy talking to her when you become speechles everytime she stares at you just knw that you have fallen.. .nt in a ditch not in a dip hole but in love
This is some journey

Oh boy!
this is some journey for me
Eating poetry, looking at you,
I had no other choice but
to bow to the porcelain queen.
Some words take longer to ******* in the mind
To reach your bliss point, so know your happiness.
Certain insects are edible. But some words
are non-edible, for our inner creative force.

Some of my thoughts may be in my fingers,
From the time I woke up in the morning
my spoken words stay within my head
They are not offensive; however they might make someone
Somewhere, someplace broke a glass into diamonds
there's still
a single ray of hope
in every corner of your heart
when everything is unachievable
and when you start to believe
in

impossible

©IGMS
so don't give up
believe in yourself
make it happen
make it possible
first
i let myself weep
then slowly
my heart bleed words
dropping into these tattered pages
eventually
forming lines
and
making rhyming rhythms

©IGMS
 Sep 2015 Anshula Nema
Corina
Fill your heart with black and white
It's looks
sophisticated
like you're a grown up

stay clear of grey
that would suggest you
are trying to change yourself

forget bright lights
ever existed
and keep the colours from your mind
The left and right motion of a pendulum,
Can not be easy to cease,
They say time moves on,
Without any obstacles that dawn,
Arising conflicts,
Over here and over there,
Time still goes on,
Leaves fall on the ground,
But time no matter what, counts,
Wounds and scars may come to thee,
But time still goes on.
I am pieces of those I love
Woven in an intricate pattern
It flows and falls and starts and stalls
Ever changing.

And part of you is in my smile.
Ill probably delete and reconstruct this later....
Draftish
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