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He already loves you
He fell in love when you had no clue
He didn't come out of the blue
He waited for the right time when together you were due

She didn't see what you were up to
She could not bear the feelings and didn't know what to do
She tried but the reasons were few
She finally realized that everything was true

It was a magnificent view
It was only for two
Made possible by me and you
I can't find the words, and the title is not good enough for these running emotions
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Haydn Swan
The great bird is conceived in a glistening eye
a mythical wonder waiting to be formed
coiled in patience under palest skin
waiting to unfurl its majestic wings
a cold steel blade unlocks its cage
blood must flow to bring it life
its freedom found in fragmented bone
the bars that block its sight are pulled back
hands reach into the great cavern
grasping the wings to set them free
at last in splendour and magnificent awe
the blood eagle is seen to take flight and soar
The blood eagle was a mythical and particularly gruesome form of execution by the ancient Vikings.  It involved carving the shape of an Eagle into the victims back, exposing the spine and ribs,  the ribs would then be severed from the spine and bent to each side and the executioner would then reach into the back and pull out the victims lungs and place them in such a way that they would resemble the furled wings of a great bird.
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Dark Mess
When the enemy attacks,
It will be a sudden shock.
It will be certain,
To leave excessive pain.

The attacks are endless,
And sure are merciless.
Nothing can stop the opponent,
Along with its destructive intent.

It will inflict harm to its victim,
Leaving marks limb by limb;
Freezing every joint due to fear;
Admiring every cry it hears.

As the victim gets weaker,
The enemy gets stronger.
Every corner is not safe,
Will the victim ever find its escape?
In this poem, the said enemy symbolizes the things in life which make us suffer such as depression, hatred, fears, weaknesses and like.
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
JustChloe
You should go to therapy*

Well you should open your eyes
Don't pretend im the only one dead inside
I just show it
More than i can say of you
You hid it all behind all you jokes
A meaniless thing to do
So who.needs freaking therapy
Definitely not me
I know how i am
And i have people who care for me
Unlike you who actually needs therapy
This isn't to a specific person, its just for people who tell me too get therapy. Im ok, honest, i don't need it please everyone stop suggesting it.
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Graff1980
Compassion is a
Smile
An open ear
No judgment

Compassion
Is a hug
Warm
And accepting

Compassion
Is a tissue
For the tearful
And my last dollar bill
To a stranger

Compassion
Is a thousand fold paths
Of daily acts
Of kindness
Her voice echoed in eternity.
While blood spattered from that small body
On that notebook
Lying on the floor
Imprinting red palms on it.
She heard them call out
To the Almighty
From the foggy little distant mosque
She offered a prayer
For the future
A bright one..
For the children of God
For the mothers who bore them
Who don't have to wipe their own tears
Where she could live for a hundred more years
For their childhood
The one spent..
Looking at a misty sunset
That tastes like hope
And feels like a dream
With a privilege of coming true.
Im still among you
Even though you can't see me
Im the thing that gives you goose bumps
Im that extra shadow you always see
Im want haunts you in you dreams
I watch you wake up screaming
Im the knock on your wall
I make your skin crawl
Dont be afraid
You know me
You loved me
I told you I would never leave you
So here I am
A wandering soul
Sought on being with you
I know you'll move on
Find another
But ill be watching from the shadows
Waiting
And when you need me
I'll be that warm comforting presence
That will never be leaving
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