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 Jan 2022
Polar
We are but moments in time,
Atoms smashed together.
Formed into transient alliance,
Only to part then reform
Into an endless cycle of renewal.

We survive
Creating memories as we go.
Briefly touching and connecting
With others.

In cognizance of this
All meetings have meaning.

As we smash our way through life,
It’s imperative we connect
And make some sparks

Before we fade away...
Slide into the dark.
 Jan 2022
Edmund black
Have you ever seen
A rose unfolds
To embrace the morning sun?

If you haven’t,
Once in awhile
take a moment
To witness her brilliance

It’s like a woman’s heart
That slowly unfold to unveil her secrets,

Grace her with the attention she deserves
you’ll see, she is more than a rose ,
That goes beyond
The allure of her velvet skin,

Her face is a mirror
For you to see beyond your horizons

Her mind is a classroom
For you to dance off beats
Until her music consumes you whole

Gaze into the depth,
Of her eyes
You’ll see.
She is filled with mysteries ,
Rich with magical moments


If you’re beautiful and shine bright
Like a bumblebee,
Plumb deeper into the beauty of her depth, there
You’ll find the treasure of her soul

And
If you’re tender enough
Show kindness and compassion
To keep her grounded as desires
instead of disturbing her peace
for your own selfish reasons

She will open up to you,  always
She will be there for you,  always
Her brilliance will keep you smiling
And coming back for more, always

Claim her or leave her
Love her or deny yourself
The possibility to be bound and still, free.
 Jan 2022
Edmund black
I inhaled the birth
Of the first Sunset
of the New Year
Her presence,
was grandiose
Her charms,
Was like diamonds dancing in the light
I must admit
I’m so lucky to be alive, because
She always takes my breath away
 Jan 2022
Surkhab
What is this between me and her?
Our moments hold love and hate
Why is she like this?
Fighting everyone, who hold flowers
on their tongues for me
They feel sad for her for being this way...
criticizing me for my ways
As they say, that I am no genius
And why can't she accept...
a life so normal for me?
I hold tears in my eyes
As her words hurt my soul...
But now, a part of me knows
those words coming from her...
hold a meaning lot deeper...
I see someone, there in her eyes...
Someone shouting behind those words...
"You are not normal...
There is a reason...I gave you this name..."
I have begin to understand the enormous love,
She holds behind those thorny words...
My past holds a thick account of good deeds...I guess
As out of all, the creator of stars gave her to me...
She, who has the courage to leave her own joys
to help the ones in sorrow...

Somedays, I don't like her ways...
But, at the end of the day...
She is the best part about me...
But, even at the end of my life...
She will be the best part of me.
 Jan 2022
SUDHANSHU KUMAR
New day knocks the door
A hot, happy Sun rises
In spite of the moon...
Sun for 2022...and Moon for 2021

Happy new year guys 😊❤️
 Dec 2021
SUDHANSHU KUMAR
We like to see the things, black and white...
We don't want to get into, What's wrong... What's right...!?
Struggling against the situation, we usually forget our power and might...
When the day feels heavy... We write, to keep our mood lite...!
We dodge the darkness of trouble from our powerful word's light...
Observing the nature, from the start of the day till the end of night...!
We pour our thoughts and imagination on the paper, when we start to write!
It's 2nd part of my poem — "We write"...

Read first part here
👇👇👇
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4432254/we-write/ ...

Wasn't active here from last few days... Coz of my sem. Examination... But now my examinations are finished... And I'm back here again 😅...so again, I'll start exploring new poems... And 'll try to interact with most of the writers 😊😊...

Another flow of rhymes 😅😅
 Dec 2021
My Dear Poet
I am looking out a window
down a road that leads to sea
past fields along the horizon
there’s a bird upon a tree
where eye can’t see behind leaves
where a branch holds the strong
I can’t hear, but I believe
there’s a wing and there’s a song

I’m looking out over meadows
across hills, beyond the blue
where the willow casts her shadow
where my lady is out of view
bathing by a bay on an ocean
tending to her tail and fin
She’s humming, pouring lotion
and in my heart I hear her sing
Believe
 Nov 2021
Maria Diola
Unmerited favor
Gained through faith in
The Son's labor
Ephesians 2:8, For it is by free grace (God’s unmerited favor) that you are saved (delivered from judgment and made partakers of Christ’s salvation) through [your] faith. And this [salvation] is not of yourselves [of your own doing, it came not through your own striving], but it is the gift of God.
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