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 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Latina1813
You ask me about myself
But it doesnt matter
What I say
What we do
Cuz I'll fall asleep In Your arms
What movies do I like
What movie would we even complete
When ur warmth
Like a fire burning in me
Hibernating the feeling growing inside
I fell asleep in your arms
But it doesn't lay dormant
And emotions stir me
His eyes staring back at me
What is your favorite animal
Could that matter
Cuz ur warmth coats me
Like Siberian fur
And I cuddled you like a cub to mother
I fell asleep In your arms
Again
To await the next question
Do u want to see me again?
Cuz I could fall asleep In your arms like an addiction
I could never kick
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Valerie
art
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Valerie
art
in a world full of colour,
i am a blank canvas.
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Bree
I want my love for myself
To overflow
And I want my overflow of love
To seep over onto you
But for now
My cup is empty
And maybe you can sense
That I have nothing to offer you
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Nishu Mathur
The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.
Dear everyone,

This is such a surprise! Thank you all for your likes, loves and responses. I have not been very active on Hello Poetry, but will get back in action soon. So much appreciated. Thank you Hello Poetry for selecting this as a daily. Thank you so much my friends and fellow poets for taking the time to read this poem of mine. It means the world to me.  Love to everyone **
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Krishnapriya
I wonder what secret
The trees whisper to the breeze?
Do the birds hear that secret
And announce it in their song?

Does the wind hold it
And drop it in the seas?
Does the sea speak it out
And share it with the stars?

Do the heavens then resound
With the secret of the trees?

And the clouds,
Oh yes! Those clouds
Blue, black and grey
Is that why come rushing?

Across the seas to caress
With gentle rain the trees
And whisper,
"Heaven knows your heart,
There are no secrets from God."

The trees smile and sway
Fulfilled and complete in love.
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Mike Hauser
we give
we take
we love
we hate
we're here
we're there
we do
don't care
we're up
we're down
we're in
we're out
we yes
we no
we do
we don't
we stop
we go
we to
and fro
we lose
we find
make up your mind

we're slaves
we're free
we're make
believe
we toss
we keep
we're shallow
we're deep
we run
we hide
we live
we die
we show
we tell
about
ourselves
we're old
we're young
we're smart
we're dumb
we're all
one kind
make up your mind

we're hot
we're cold
we're scared
we're bold
we're nickels
and dimes
we're cruel
we're kind
we avert
we stare
we truth
we dare
we laugh
we cry
we're dull
we shine
we're real
we're fake
we pie
we cake
bitter truth
sour lies
make up your mind
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Harry Gione
You're a windy person
fall into my windows and disturb my curtains
Stir my paper
Lift them with your windy arms
Make my hair a mess
And blow sand through the mesh of my dress
Carry with you flower petals
Moisture
And scents
Oh windy person
Move someone as still and motionless as me
 Jun 2018 ardnaxela
Path Humble
left my phone unlocked
on the taxi’s back seat,
won't be the last time

called it a few times
finally, the driver picked up

he had a fare immediately after mine,
and was now headed way downtown,
and would call later
when fate returned him nearer my office

and so it came to pass,
very shortly thereafter,

we met on the street,
he rolled down  the window
and with the greatest smile of pleasure,
as if he had won the lottery
beaming,
handed me my phone

I had two $20's to cover any expense he might have incurred,
neatly folded in my hand  
and offered it right up, right away;
but the driver repeatedly pushed my hand away
as I insisted,
saying:

"No sir, no no, not necessary!

Allah sent me a fare
that took me soon back close to you, so,
  no loss of time did I suffer,
so your offer is kindly unnecessary!"


to which I replied,

"exactly!
Allah sent you to me
so I could reward you!"


and with an equally, beaming smile I continued,

"our ride and meeting today,
together was pre-ordained it was


Inshallah!" ^

something he could not dispute...
or my knowledge thereof and it’s
proper pronouncement,
nor
his amazement,
to disguise!

  we parted ways
   each believing,
   each receiving,
a heavenly check plus,
each, credited with a mitzvah^^
on our
respective trip logs,
our humanly divine balance sheets,
kept by the
single
supreme taxi dispatcher
Arabic for ^"God/Allah willing" or "if God/Allah wills," frequently spoken by a Muslim


^^a meritorious or charitable act in the Jewish tradition

FYI,
NYC taxi cab drivers are suffering economically by the explosion of ride hailing app cars, many unable to pay their bills, earn a living, have committed suicide over the past few months
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/sixth-new-york-city-cab-driver-dies-suicide-after-struggling-n883886

true story, poetry is there for the taking
i wanna end up nowhere on a map
a little cabin sittin’ so far back
out in the country
just the moon and stars
are gonna know where we are
'Lay Low' - Josh Turner
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