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 Sep 2017
Pooja Shah
What is life without pain?
Whatever it is, is in vain.
What is pain to do in life?
If not help us rise above strife.

Why our soul do we bare?
Why is a moment of happiness rare?
Why in eternal delirium we exist?
If not to find destination past the mist.

And we still praise our life
and seek a petaled handle to a knife.
And we still go on to breath and breath
For we hope for heaven and soul to meet.
 Jul 2017
Thisis A Pseudonym
There once was a man from Calcutta
he spat game like no other,
women would sleek and swoon
take him to their room
this list includes your mother.
 Jun 2016
Aditi
I have a poem growing in my chest tonight, rising to taste your lips and ***** your mind.

If you let go,
You may learn how to undo oneself
And together we can build ourselves back up,
Or just let the rain wash us away.

Unclench your jaw,
I have got words stuck in between my teeth,
If you can close your eyes,
I'll teach you how to breathe.

The earth is round, and the planets always moving,
So that the distant future can't swallow us, and we don't run stagnant.

Look at the vast stretches of mountain and oceans,
Feel your problems reduce their weight,
Look at the cells working at subatomic level,
You can change your world, even if all else fails.

Seek for the truth,
But alas, some things are better understood in hindsight
As to what the purpose of our life is?
I am not sure I know myself.

All my life,
I have run away from others' perception of what truth was,
Cause mine they won't accept.

Pardon me, my lord, for thinking there is no absolute truth. Religions are means to attain the bigger goal, and not the goal themselves.

Millions of people die
In a war amongst themselves,
Can't you see it all starts with a simple claim- I and only I know, what is the best.

******, and religions.. I see little difference. Except one never bothered to claim it was what the Gods wanted.

No need to take offence,
for simply it was not my intent,
Everyone has a right to follow,
The path they chose for themselves

But don't give me the talk,
How you are the only one that can be correct,
You may not like to admit but
We all are in a rollercoaster
With no details of where we might end.

So why you are unlike,
The God you talk about in high esteem,
After all even a human shows his enemies mercy
And not have them thrown in an eternal fire,
Because he prefers different flavors of icecream.

I had a poem stuck in my mouth,
I could not swallow,
It stung till I had to throw it out
And now it Is all over your pages.

Alas, words are merely words,
And you'll all continue to go down the path you had already chosen
But if my words stopped a few to ponder,
Well, that is Just great
And my work here is done
 Jun 2016
Paul Butters
A Giraffe, with its
Long
Long
Long
Long
Long
Neck is looking down on me.
See him stretchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh up to those high-tree leaves
And grasp them with his massive tongue.

Two males are having a fight
To decide who will mate today.
They swing their necks at one another
Madly
Until one of them falls.
A battle captured all on video film.
The loser seems quite dead
But then comes round
And totters to his feet.

Magnificent creatures,
All mottle-flanked,
With tiny horns
And telescopic legs.
Giraffes!

Paul Butters
As requested by Patricia Jackson (UK) who loves these animals.
 Jun 2016
Mike Hauser
If I could just take back that moment
How many drift into that thought
Then I wouldn't be without
That which I have lost

Turn back the tick of time
Spin left heavy the hour hand
Then what I lost would still be mine
Stopping mid pour, time's grain of sand

If I could you know I would
But alas I can't
And with that said I know it's best
To leave it in God's hands
I can't get the tragedy of my friend losing her 10 year old nephew in that horrible accident while on a missions trip in Mexico out of my heart and mind. The family while heartbroken is handling it well with Jesus Christ as their foundation. When your world crumbles the strength of the Lord will keep it steady.
 Oct 2015
Sumina Thapaliya
He painted me with the faith
Color  to make me as his wish
I was so glad he believe me
I would be real in his sketch

He hold me, croon for me
Dance and smirk with me
He comes close to share his emotion
I feel proud as I shine in his passion

Hey!!!

Where are you going leaving me alone?
I could not be here without your shadow
I feel suffocation in this canvass
I would be scared in this dimness

I am so isolate without your hug
You make me smile blush me up
Now I can't be happy nor can cry
As the tears will take identity of my
The only thing you left for me
The only thing I can carry for you
That makes me feel alive in this canvass
 Oct 2015
Kripi
I spend too much time thinking about
Who you are supposed to be
You are like the air I breathe
Oh what you have done to me

Your eyes and smile
The best they shine
Wait a while
They make me ask*
Will you be mine?
 Jul 2015
blythe
Free yourself from worries
Make no room for doubts
Fear no more of what the future holds
Walk away from stress
Do not let insecurities eat you up
Unload all your self guilt feeling
Detach from all the negatives
For today is a new day -
A new beginning -
A fresh new start -
Jump start your day
Filled with hope
That everyday is going to be
The best day of your life.
Good morning! Good vibes! :)
 Jun 2015
Àŧùl
Various flavours all so sweet,
They indicate only one thing,
Definition of sweetness & joy.

Enjoy it with friends or family,
Or the most beautiful memory,
I enjoy it with her on my mind.

It is just so sweet & chocolatey,
Just as her strong & soft nature,
I love them both, but I eat Oreo!
My HP Poem #880
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2015
Star G
We know full well there's just time
So is it wrong to dance this line?
If your heart was full of love
Could you give it up?

'Cause what about, what about angels?
They will come, they will go, make us special

Don't give me up
Don't give...
...me up
Not About Angels by Birdy
*Disclaimer: I don't own the song, and I don't see how I would ever make money by just reposting some of the lyrics on this website, so I'm obviously not making money out of this.
 Apr 2015
Jamie King
Benign, benevolent ballerina bubbly bathing by beautiful blossoming balsams.

A gander I took and I was a statue, still, allured, and enchanted. my lips basted by beauty, before her I was an apparition, lost in forests of adulation.

A vanishing spirit soon to be a vestige of a vestige. I shall wage wars, arm myself and battle my way to her hands that can melt the glaciers residing in my heart.
What if I said public speaking.. mhhhh enjoy.
A long shot of the stretch
where waves hug the shore
then freeze as a moment’s sketch
to never roar anymore!

Her footprints on the sandy turf
the winds would blow away
her trace of hunt from sparkly surf
for dead shells on the bay!

In her eyes glows red crab lust
her wings are ached for soar
so long the now not turns to dust
just once must love her more!

Fleeting time leaves one long shot
of cloud and dead trunk beach
carved with dream etched in thought
but never close to reach
!
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