If i die
Don't feel shy
Touch & hold
My shroud
I feel proud
Look at my face
Don't sit in a daze
Look into my eyes
I open my eyes
For a short while
I give you my last smile
And stare at you till my last breath
If i die
Talk to me
Read my poems
Enjoy my rhymes
If you miss me
Tear pages & wipe your tears
And caress my hair
Let me hear
I love you,whisper softly in my ear
If I die
Hold me in your arms
And Kiss my forehead
Stop ,wipe your tears shed
Don't worry''my lovely dear''
Please do remember me
In your daily prayer
Please don't scare
I will come back,I swear
Carry me off in coffin or hearse
But in my poetry
I'm always alive in verse

By shaffu

The best kind of love
Is when it's given away...

Dear Society,
You have created...

A state of mind
Say you love someone,
But show no actions.
Say you Want to be successful,
But sleeping is enjoyable and work is a dissatisfaction.

A state of mind
Where people are powerful in the physical,
But are puny mentally.
Where Parents don't want their kids to follow their path,
Yet their actions make them watch their kids pay the same penalty.

We can still change and create...

A state of mind
Where we don't find problems,
But we create solutions.
Where is laziness is not an option,
Because winning is the only resolution.

A state of mind
That stands strong in trouble,
By conforming the body to its will.
That helps people in time of need,
And refuses to lead them downhill.

A state of mind
That loves to give to others.
One that hates to damage and pollute.
A society that is truly genuine,
And only speaks the truth.

Sincerely,
A youth concerned about his generation

Summer your not replying to my text messages, where you at?
April just said her rainy days are over and Mr. May has already come back.
Ms. Daisy and her ladies have sprung forward.
So please stop playing around and come on over.

Summer your not answering my calls its an emergency, my friend needs a vitamin D donor!
Plus all of your seasonal friends have gone bipolar!

I woud like to go outside with you in peace,
but thunder and lighting keep me inside until they're finished making beats.
Everyday I look at my phone and sigh.
Why you wont answer I don't  know why.
But it's getting late so tomorrow please

Summer... Reply...!

A beautiful rose grows on a grave
It is tendered by the remorseful
Caressed by the breeze
Hidden by the moon
Vivid in flame in summer
Innocent in existence by winter
Under the named stone
The eternal love that rests below
Opens its soul
Offers its heart to the petal

Stung by an angling fad
He took a fishing rod
And sallied onto the nearby stream
That leaped down a rocky shelf
Forming small cascades
But running down into plain ground
With a placid demure face
Uttering soft murmurs sweet

Aiming at the darting Trout
That made the still waters into spiraling whirls
He swished the rod in the air
With the alacrity of a practiced bowler

Looking at the line sinking low
He waited for the fish to nibble at the bait
Meanwhile, inhaling the salubrious air
And watching the limpid movement of the stream

As the hook line went taut in his grip
Hopefully he pulled it up

But alas! With no ***** to boast!

Patiently sat he there for hours
Like a sculptured God upon a rock
Oh! It requires immense patience
With adroitness to boot
To be an angler, no doubt
That sure is a sedate man’s pursuit!

Angling rarely fetches any major luck
Except now and then a fresh fish upon one’s plate

Yet following one’s heart’s pursuit
Is worth more than all tangible reward it brings!

The boards creak and moan
from time and poor carpentry
The nails gripped by aged wood
have become crust collected and
shrunken to form

The bare walls once displayed
the smiling faces
of past eons but now
there are only the faded remnants
of square foundations
of lives that once
hung on the wall

The stairs complain
like an old man
from unsubstantiated fears
The second floor
seems solid only responding
to the remarks of my shoes

The old bedroom
once the center of attraction
overlooks the buckled sidewalks
and **** infested yards
of a street that now has no cars
or people passing by

I stand in silence for the moment
and the moment stands silent for me
And for that moment
I lay in time's eternal graveyard
in hopes of reviving dead dreams

nothing else
is needed
just hope,
and trust
in *love

(SORRY)

        I am sorry
If the way I talk you don't seem to like
Likewise my voice in bad mike
That causes you to get a headache
Forgive me please for God's sake.
I swear I am not a fake.

        I am sorry
What I say always that made you mad
And you look gloomy and sad
See you like this
Actually I also feel so bad
Cuz I am also a simple lad

        I am sorry
I never meant to hurt you
I know, you are awfully busy
In workin' cookin' washing
I beg your pardon
But please I want you to make time for me too

        I am sorry
For causing you more stress
I know you need time to rest
Words I say don't come out right
They always seem to start a fight
But take it easy and light

        I am sorry
My sincere apology comes with tears from deep inside
So I hope,
You will admit my apology
When you will listen and see it in my eyes

        I am sorry
For causing you pain
And for often disturbing you
I never wanted to do
I am so sorry for that too
Forgive me and say "I love you"

By Shaffu.