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 Aug 2015 aye
Manisha Uniyal
Poet 1-- you have landed straight from moon
I was waiting since morning
And now it's noon

Poet 2-- I live near by and not in moon
What's the matter , I ain't no fool
Come rush to the point real soon

Poet 1-- my poems are dying
Untimely death
No listener at all
lend me your ears
And I shall serve you till last my breath

Poet 2-- ohh dear brother I feel your pain
I'll read your's, if you read mine
Let the other selfish lot
remain devoid of our artistic claim


Manisha
Only a writer understands the need and compulsion of writing emotions in ink
 Aug 2015 aye
Rochelle R
Ache
 Aug 2015 aye
Rochelle R
The ache

There is a longing in me
For you
Resonating deeply
Untouchably
With no release
Adequately
Freeing me
From the ache
You've made
Of me.

But fear

There's a weapon
Inside me
Proceeding we
A history, a knife
And puncture wounds
Highlight
The mistakes that are
My life.
Constantly reminding me
Of how sharp I am
By the scars I've left.

So ache

That's all there's left
Of me
Without you.
this is the fortune that comes with me
can't say have found it
though trying every bit
now in broken wing

an eluding greying wish
one thread of missing piece
i'm still searching.

from all the cluttered mess
doors windows address
sky and trodden ground

beg this weakening arm
to have it hold it firm
what's nowhere to be found.

from surround's all the sight
daylight darkened night
milky way and stars

seek these rolling eyes
unravel from disguise
that hidden universe.

feebled though this mind
crushed by daily grind
inching to depart

might one day lift the shroud
hear its voice speak loud
reach the mystery's heart.
 Aug 2015 aye
nate k
drop
 Aug 2015 aye
nate k
a ladder in hand,
yet
you pushed me
down below
(c) nate k. 2014
10w.
 Aug 2015 aye
nate k
oxygen
 Aug 2015 aye
nate k
dyspeneic,
he kissed her
        like she
was his
                                    last breath
(c) nate k. 2014
10w.
 Aug 2015 aye
Rapunzoll
Wanderlust
 Aug 2015 aye
Rapunzoll
He's the dagger
twisted in my gut,
all the pretty words
dolled up with a
smile that is anything
but pure or true.

He's a spicy treat,
when all I'm looking for
is something sweet.

Perhaps it's wrong of
me, to search for love
in eyes that wander so
far I have to make
maps of their journey.

He has me falling
from the tallest crevices
with promises to catch
me with arms that are
already holding another.

He's a lost cause,
a candle blown out,
the stolen kiss that
was never returned.

But I'd bet all my
money on him within
a heartbeat if he said
he felt even a mere
shadow of what I did.
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 Aug 2015 aye
Valora Brave
Found
 Aug 2015 aye
Valora Brave
a soft kiss
a hard goodbye
a light thank you
It's a heavy time
to start anew

but somewhere in a story I heard
there was room to be found


a gentle word
a morning flight east-bound
an early lesson learned
a feather-hearted town

you stood in the center
of a cornered-room
you watched without ever looking
and let her, quietly bloom


a blanket hug
a cold drink in an old mug
a blank voice
and comfort in the noise
that tracks her like a shadow
the way she walks in uniform
with her universe
woke up, but felt worse
cannot run, when you're immersed
even if all that surrounds
is what makes you feel found
 Aug 2015 aye
Pluck
You're out there
 Aug 2015 aye
Pluck
Say you're on your way. The wait is unbearable.
Say you'll cherish me only. Say your heart is unshareble.
"Say you'll be mine.
Say we'll be fine.
Say we'll be together.
Selfish of me to ask since I'd be the reason we don't last forever."
I hear your voice in songs. A voice that's never blessed my ears.
I feel your hugs, mild hugs I've dreamed about throughout my coldest years.
Where are you? Please Send the location.
****** the keys to my heart, free my soul & and rescue me from this emotionless probation.
Have you been hurt like me? Is it weird The most beautiful things on you are your scars?
Could I grasp you admittedly close to my being as we lay on our band-aids & gaze up at stars?
In Dreams you're all I see. Fantasies of a we. Prematurely feeling something that has to be.
I've paid the price for happiness, I've handled the heaviest of baggages & I wait patiently for the day God ships & delivers you to me.
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