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 Aug 2015 Charles
sassy
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 Aug 2015 Charles
sassy
when all you can do is to stare blankly on the image of him your mind has created for you.
would be those days when you still see your older self holding hands with him at the park.
on the split second you're given was spent only by saying "hi".
to beleive that someday it would still be you.
 Aug 2015 Charles
stacey renei
You are the center of my poetical universe.
You are the sun that my pieces revolve around.

I was the one who loved you from the start,
The only one who ever appreciated
The kind of man you are.

I never got to know your heart,
I never got to see your soul,
I never know what's going on in your mind.
I know your name, I know how you look like,
But I don't really know who you are.

Which is why I'd sound stupid if I ever said
I  love  you
I don't know why, but I do.

You are the center of my world,
The only thing that my mind revolves around
When I'm bored out of my mind during class.

You're all these things to me,
But I bet you'd never even given me
A second of thought during the day.

But there's that seedling of hope,
Deep within me,
Not asking for much,
Just at least think of me.
I know that this isn't the best thing I've written and I know it's not that good. Still, I hope some of you appreciate it or at least relate to it. Like this poem and leave a comment and follow. Thanks :)
 Aug 2015 Charles
stacey renei
Suddenly, the sound of your name
didn't bring a smile
to my face anymore;
nor did it bring tears
to my eyes
This is such a short poem but it's one of those poems that just pop in your head out of nowhere. Well, I hope you guys like it anyways. Don't forget to like and leave a comment. It'd be cool too if you guys make this trend. Leave me a message too if you want :)
 Aug 2015 Charles
Lily
I thought we could have it all
That we'd soar high and never fall
Thought we'd have the world on our hands
And free to do the things we want
Actually believed the end won't come
That we would stay forever young
Then it dawned on me
Every color fades
Every new things age
Peter Pan is not real.



© Leigh Herondale  *July 2015
 Aug 2015 Charles
tee2emm
When the earth quakes
Even the sea is not safe
Death lurks around every turn and caves

When the aged curses
Beware, even a tree on a bank withers
Even the most eloquent stutters

When a child cries
The heavens is summoned
And all the earth is cautioned

When humanity falters
And yet lack the humanity to admit same
Beware for we are just at the bend before our shame.

Make the mistakes then
Just don't make excuses for them
Just scurry and scout for the lesson therein.
 Aug 2015 Charles
cosima
Scars.
 Aug 2015 Charles
cosima
Sometimes it's the scars left that are the
hardest to get rid of, because
you never really get rid
of that.

It's left as a reminder
of what happened,
how things went
wrong.

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I tried transforming this into a structured poem in terms of syllables but I couldn't find something that exacts it. I don't know what it's called. haha
 Aug 2015 Charles
Atript Abhinav
I asked the sun to cast his light,
Only then will she open her eyes,
Cocooned in her blanket sleeps my butterfly

The sun said," I do not want to burn the dream off her eyes,
Let her wake up first and only then will I rise"
If the
Sun
ever feel alone
in that crowded space?
You? have you ever feel alone in a crowded room?
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