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 Mar 2015
blythe
In this world run by lies
Learn to be wise;
Some may look nice
But they may be otherwise.
Sounds innocent when they speak
But it may just be all part of the trick;
Dare not to believe
Coz their inner motive is to deceive.
 Mar 2015
Shannon Jeffery
I'm an assassin
Amongst shadows
Darting swiftly
Back and forth
Slicing you from
The inside out
the magpie stole my pen

then flapped its wings
to hide it fast
so i couldn't see it again.

i ran up the staircase

so i could see
how far could flee
in blue's cool embrace.

the day had a golden hue

up the roof
wind blew aloof
the sky said i need you.

birds were dazzled white

made pleasured cry
soared to high
stole my all eyelight.

cheerily swayed the tree

cute green leaf
in disbelief
saw me carefree.

the magpie called me then

now i bet
you don't regret
my stealing away your pain.
 Feb 2015
Pax
promise! This will be the last...
but then how many times did you say it?
asked yourself, is moderation in your jurisdiction? 

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/293509/single-doses/
 Feb 2015
aar505n
Not a face, but an eye,
a single glowing eye.
Watching you and I.

We think it cares, but it doesn't.
It just floats by, disinterested.
A glowing eye in the sky.
An illusion of something that cares,
blind to love and heartache.
Unaware of suffering,
ignorant to it all.

The light it shines, is not real.
Shallow, hollow and devoid of devotion.
Empty of emotions.

Every night, it watches you and I.
Watching but not seeing,
a single, glowing, blind eye.
Title referees to the left eye of the Egyptian God Horus
 Feb 2015
Adele
The midnight sonata
invites the chill wind
To come and dance with the piano
key. So gentle and sweet
It whispers schmaltzy cries
With the uptempto beat comes
a tapping feet.The stillness of
the night makes the  spirit alive
How enchanting is the stars
gleaming in your eyes
I can see myself floating
under the celestial sky
Dreaming in a serene wonder
of your warm embrace,
I woke up in a chorus of
tranquil space.*

a.k.
 Jan 2015
kaye
they say we are all made up of stardust;
an evolved specie from the distant galaxies.

but I think you're a genetic mutation,
an incomplete evolution

for I could still see the stars
reflected on your skin
dancing through your fingertips
and swimming in your eyes.
 Jan 2015
Ayman Zain
When I'm weary
And I fall
She catches me

When I have a bad day
She helps me forget

When I'm cold
She makes me warm and cosy
Inside of her

A never ending love between my bed and **I
 Jan 2015
Àŧùl
I know the most beautiful poetess,
She is my gorgeous best friend,
So lucky is all her family.

I know the cutest poetess,
She is no one but a dream,
From her was my pen name.

I want to be her husband,
She will be the coolest mother,
Our kids are going to be so lucky.

I have had time so bitter,
May time now be very kind,
And things may only get better.

I toil as ******* my part,
Just as she is sweating it out,
Midnight oil may not get empty.

I loved her so much and truly,
Free for her is my precious love,
May she accept it with open arms.

I know as much of the future,
She is my only inspiration now,
Future will see us tying the knots.
My HP Poem #737
©Atul Kaushal
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