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 Jul 2017
Mysidian Bard
There was a time when we were strangers;
ships that passed in the cover of night.
We sailed parallel those lonely waters
not knowing that soon we'd be in sight.

There was a time when we were friends;
you wished only to reach the shore,
but my compass was spinning, our journey just beginning
and so I took you aboard.

There was a time when we were lovers,
but our ship soon started to leak.
We battened the hatches, bailing her out,
but hopes were battered and meek.

An unspoken pact and a final kiss,
letting you drift from my fingertips.
I readied the very last lifeboat,
but the captain goes down with the ship.

Strangers become lovers and lovers become strangers
through sailing the seas of time,
but this mariners tragedy's worth the memories
of when I called you mine.
 Jun 2017
Jellyfish
struggles occur,
often I'll juggle many
in attempt to avoid them
and pretend I'm empty;
nothing can hurt me!
but eventually I mess up
and break the tossing.
One struggle breaks
right after the other,
and in the end
I usually feel much better.
Nothing is as bad as it seems, just lay it all out in front of you. You can get through anything.
 Jun 2017
Autumn Rose
Dying alone
in this kingdom
by the sea,
watching stars
going out...

In the restless waves,
In the shimmering blue...

My eyes are closed,
my heart has gone silent,
But a song will travel
upon a wind of memories
across the sea...
 Jun 2017
Rosie
Him
"Was he a good kisser?"

I couldn't say.

I know they were the best kisses of my life.
And I'm not just talking past tense.
It will never be better.
It will never be him again.

I can say he tore my heart out every time he left me.
I can say he ****** it back in every time he returned, reminding me what it was like to feel so deeply.
I can say when my knee grazed his I could feel electricity shooting up my body.
I can say he was the greatest love my life will ever have.

I have no idea if he was a good kisser.
It didn't really matter.
He was a good person.
He was the best person I've ever met.
He is funny and smart and witty and forgiving and caring and adventurous and handsome and FUN.

When I kissed him I felt dizzy and ecstatic and lucky and beautiful and LOVED.
I didn't have any room to notice how his lips moved.
O Lord of tender mercy,
Could Thee cast thy light
Of sheer healing so heavenly
Upon where I lay bedridden this night?

O Lord of tender mercy,
Could Thee please quell away
To oblivion such a twisted malady
That hath perturbed me since yesterday?

O Lord of tender mercy,
Strange is the malaria, headache, flue,
And cold that hast rendered me helpless,
Yet from shores they ply, ain't got a clue.

O Lord of tender mercy,
Could thy steady ear hear me now,
Hear thy sons far cries on how I do fancy
To dwell in blossom? To thy glory I bow.
Can heaven hear me now? Never been in such a piteous state, I really need your prayers dear friends.
I dared to start a race,
A race to reach out a novelty Hut
That chatoyantly beamed in the distance.
Of gold were the thatches of the Hut,
Her pair of windows an emerald surface,
And of ivory the floor of the Hut,
A Hut that even a Seraph would fancy;
Ecstatic, I gravitated thus to the Hut,
Hastily than rain in a helter skelter dash
To kiss the earth, so dashed I to the Hut.
But, the nearer I drew, infinite the space,
The space betwixt I and my dream Hut.
Somehow along the way I thus lost pace,
Though yonder I kept trudging to the Hut,
Vying with reality for a happenstance
To ever dwell in such an ineffable Hut.
Soon, I realized there could be no chance,
For the nearer I drew, further the Hut.
Beneath tides of despair I regretted thus,
Regretted the moment I dared to start,
Starting such a game trickier than Chase,
A race to reach out thy Heart.**


©Kikodinho Edward Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
June 13th 2017
#Melancholy
#Nostalgia
#Lonesome
#Thoughts
#Love
#Her
 Jun 2017
Jellyfish
I know, it's four in the morning
and I should be sleeping,
but these thoughts I keep thinking,
they just go on endlessly.
I think about my past
and how I got to where I am,
who I want to be become,
and who I love being with.
I think about how I've grown
and about how my dog has grown  
I think of conversations I can't remember the endings to
and I remember the worst parts
of everything too.
I wonder how my distant family is doing
and whether or not they think of me too?
But near the end of this sequence
I always come back to me and you.
So you see, there are things
that keep me up late at night,
it probably would help if I just closed my eyes.
 Jun 2017
Renee Danielle
this infatuation follows me everywhere
—a ghost that does not realize it is dead.
it is still convinced it has some life left,
it is still convinced it is welcome in the home
you let it thrive in until there was nothing left to feed it.
it is still convinced you wanted it to live;
it is still convinced you cared enough to try.
the difference between our graveyards
is you never had anything to bury.

I still put flowers by our potential.
I still water a garden of wilting plants
that look like the first time you didn't say good morning,
that look like the waning smile on your lips,
that look like the hesitation when I asked
if you ever felt anything at all.
they keep withering
until the only remnant of our relationship
is a headstone that reads
here: lies.
 Jun 2017
Shrivastva MK
Maine paise ke liye insaan ko badalte dekha hai,
Maine paise ke liye insaan ko tadapate dekha hai,
Ye bhagwan to nahi par,
Iske liye insaan ko marte dekha hai,

Maine Paise ke liye kisi ko kadi dhup me jalte dekha hai,
Maine Paise ke liye kisi ko thand me tadapte dekha hai,
Ye grihdata to nahi par,
Iske liye kitno ke Ghar ujarte dekha hai,

Maine Paise ke liye riste badalte dekha hai,
Maine Paise ke liye kisi ko naak ragarte dekha hai,
Ye koi aahar to nahi par,
Iske bina kaiyo ko bin bhojan ke sote dekha hai,

Maine Paise ke liye insaan ko nazaro se girte dekha hai,
Maine Paise ke liye insaan ko aag par chalte dekha hai,
Ye koi Ann to nahi par,
Iske bina insaan to bhukh se marte dekha hai,

Maine paiso ke liye aurat ke kapade utarte dekha hai,
Maine paiso ke liye Ghar me bahu ko jalte dekha hai,
Ye koi vastra to nahi par,
Iske bina kaiyo ko bin kapade yu tahalte dekha hai,

Maine paiso ke liye Bhai Bhai ko ladte dekha hai,
Maine paise ke liye ladki ko sadak par thirkate dekha hai,
Ye koi bhagya to nahi par,
Esse kaiyo ke bhaag badlate dekha hai,
Bhag badlate dekha hai.....
Its my personal opinion about money,if any word or sentence hurts u sorry for that,
We have really seen the real figure of money,and have seen children working in company for money..
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