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I love listening to natures heartbeat
the rain falling from above
the birds singing of love
the crickets nighttime chorus
coyotes howling in the forest
waves splashing on the beach
wind rustling up leaves.
Just close your eyes
and listen up
to hear natures
rhythmic thump.
 May 2015 Amardeep Singh
Charlie
As I slip deeper into this eternal sadness I must wonder if anyone is actually there for me.
Nobody knows how I truly feel, nobody sees this side of me.
I feel my time getting closer, no light at the end of the tunnel, no escape from my thoughts.
Always here for everyone but nobody there for me when I need it most.
I cant do this any more.
i wonder if you can see
     a single beauty in me
  just like I see the whole universe
           in you.
there will be a time when your story will end
but for now you can just turn the pages forward
looking for the better more beautiful chapters in your life
making some good old memories you will never forget

there will be time when you will fall in love
maybe with your bestfriend or maybe with a stranger
you are young and gorgeous, a little bit to innocent they say
so please my love don't let them take adventage of your broken heart

and one day you will find your own way to happiness

loving this girl was so magical and strange
she has these blue eyes that make me go crazy, all the time
she has this smile on her face when she looks at me, it makes me melt

Im searching for more words to describe how I feel but I simply can't
and maybe that's what being in love needs to feel like, rare, special
the fact something is so complicated and mysterious
that you just can't find the right words..
but even your bestfriend was a stranger once.
I would  kiss you
under cherry blossoms,
pink petals drifting down
like parachutes of desire
covering us with beauty.

I would kiss you
in the rain, drenched to
the bones not noticing
the fat raindrops
kissing us both back.

I would kiss you
in the wildest woods
surrounded by rustling leaves
beneath the jealous eyes
of voyeuristic birds.

But I have no idea
when I will kiss you
or where or even what
will happen when I do.

Still, in my imagination
it will be the right time,
the right place and
the right circumstance.

And it will be exactly
like kissing lightening.
   ~mce
A shocker of a poem...
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