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I always see forever in my angel's eyes
I believe that tomorrow for us never dies
I feel him here, a man so kind and wise
Yet everyday, his love is a great surprise

Never did I see that forever is true
A better tomorrow becomes bitter for you
Devotion is a lie, it's an illusion, too
A cruel fate until you fall through

Oh, an illusion for someone with hatred
Why I should listen to you who's outdated?
What I know is love is something that's sacred
I don't want now my time to be wasted

Ha! Hate just brings too much weight
Perhaps, love is an infatuation state
Temporary as it is, a passing moment to abate
Time is wasted into dreams that don't conflate

Why do you always tell me what you think?
Those things in your mind they always slink
Don't you see your limits, your own brink?
Can't you just let me find my heart's missing link?

I am just seeing reality, thinking out loud!
Reality is crowded as life is full of cloud
A prince without a crown is not allowed
A heart lost in the dream town is now cowed

I know you have so much words to say
You can turn me down all the way
But I will still stand and hold my love's bouquet
Hand in hand we will walk forever and a day
A Deliberation-Collaboration by Dhaye (Italic) and Pax.
 Feb 2015 bluestarfall
Deenah
I do
 Feb 2015 bluestarfall
Deenah
It'd be a lie to say I don't care,
When I do.
I do.

It'd be a lie to say it doesn't hurt,
When it does.
I do.

It'd be a lie to pretend I am not looking,
When I am.
I do.

It'd be a lie to pretend I don't love you,
When I do.
I do.

And I know you know it.
But still we live to please others,
To protect ourselves.
And we still stand strong-
Whilst we wish to exist without them,
We can't. Because part of me and you lies with everyone we've met.
That makes us who we are.
And I love every bit of you for it.
*I do.
 Feb 2015 bluestarfall
ryn
You are the light
That hides below the horizon
I await humbly for your rays
To illuminate this darkened season

You are the beacon
That would build me anew
Equip me with newfound notions
When dreams and hopes are far and few

You are the air
Of a fresh new start
Allowing this body another chance
At retrieving a brand new heart

You are the opportunity
Held my breath for far too long
Soon be granted to live again
And choose the right from the wrong

You are the day
Like many have too often said
Due to arrive after tonight
And embrace me as I laid in bed

You are the tomorrow
The promise of my brand new day
But there have been many tomorrows
That have come and gone away

You are my tomorrow
My future, bearing much needed balm
Maybe tomorrow I may finally realise
**That you would never ever come
 Feb 2015 bluestarfall
Amanda
The scary, bold whisper of a truth is that pinning blame is careless.

You feel the slow *****; a smart of pain.

A sweet sting.

Just enough to draw blood to the surface, but not enough for a bandage.
Hey you, you & you!
How have you all been??
I have a blocked nose and a sore throat. :')
Swimming in 20 degree weather and no towel to dry off is not a good idea.
x
Her soul is made of
scattered glass and broken spirits.
Her flesh is pockmarked
with bruises and cuts.
Her face radiates with
agony and despair.
Tears shine
like freshly polished crystals
Mouth frozen open.
Cannot move, cannot
reach the blessed silence.
Of which fragments of me
try fruitlessly to
Hide in, to give in to
cowardice.
2/23/14
A girl hungry now,
words flow from her mouth.
She hopes, where it falls, wisdom will sprout.
and one day may there be food to feed
**millions of empty stomachs that plead.
Edited by: Mr. Joe Adomavicia
Thank you sir, for your suggestion and taking time reading this one.
It was written for all people who feel hungry for something. For those who
seeks answer and thrist for attention of someone they care for.
But most of all it is dedicated to those
people who have nothing to eat,
literally. Those who begs just to survive. (Especially children)
Let us extend our hands and hearts to them.
 Feb 2015 bluestarfall
Àŧùl
Together we embrace each other in the bed,
Rhythmic motion starts between us.

I touch the soft contours of your body,
Relishing its everlasting youth.

We soon get our rhythm intensified,
At the brink of a ****** till eternity it feels.

**We feel that rhythm divine

The smooth everlasting youth gives us a magical kiss

And the ****** thanks us for being together
Normal is Drona and bold is Kripi.
Our first committed collaboration.
Many more to follow in the following 6-7 decades.

My HP Poem #789
©Atul Kaushal
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