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 Jun 2020
Aparna
Curious, I mused,
how curious
Rain,reminiscence,renascence
A reel of past,winding
onto the present

And then,it dawned on me
sometimes,
rain awakens memories
sealed by flowing time.
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As rain fell,drops dripping from the blue roof,rippling pools above gravel and pebbles,I journeyed at length,retreading roads of memories ...Times that passed, all that transpired, everything...unfolded before my eyes.
And I unravelled the present ,through this wondrous journey:))
 Jun 2020
Elizabeth Squires
Summer...

the sun's intense touch
has a hard baking effect
upon the landscape

Autumn/Fall...

golden leaf tresses
festooned down the aspen's
majestic grey trunk

Winter...

night's gelid air flow
foretells of a blanket frost
covering morn's ground

Spring...

she'll be dressed in
a lively floral garment
effulgent of hues
Trapped in the frozen state
Look around stuck
Unread and jailed
Words of whimsy
In the frozen section
Sadness overtakes my direction
Get me out of here
And thaw me out
I will wait
Until you read my ink
It will warm your heart
Like a sculpture patiently made
My words waiting
With cries

Idly

I

De

Ice
Dead poems that need reads. Sometimes they get lost.

Written by Mrs. Timetable.
 Jun 2020
Elizabeth Squires
on the lake's water
glimmering diamonds bounced
their bright reflections
 Jun 2020
Eman
In this life, feet catch fire
and
people burn

Remember your dream
when
it is your turn

You will see your ashes
but
you will manage to breathe

If
you sustain the flames
inside
your dreams

Your ashes will float
and
shimmer like gold

You will rise as a
Phoenix
with wings to behold
When a cycle ends, a new one begins. Stay true to your dreams, persist.
 Jun 2020
From the ashes
In my fervor,
I decided That I
can't live With or
Without you,

Because the Night
is too much,
it draws me in-
the craving and
the sin,
it drives me crazy,
This Pride in
the Name of Love.

I must go Where the
Streets Have No Name

I willWalk On in the
Beautiful Day,
but you will always be
My Sweetest Thing.
My One angel.
Our love has always
been *The Unforgettable
Fire.
Here is my response to BLT''s band Challenge.  All words in Ittalics are songs by U2.
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