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 Apr 2016
Ja
When we and the world, take pleasure in peace
When we, wars and persecutions cease

When we, overcome hatred, torture and pain
When we, vow to never, use them again

When we, can look at each other, face to face
When we, can see no disability, no colour, no race

When we, love our neighbors, like our own daughter
When we, let our hearts become pure, like a babes in her mother

When we, rejoice in the good fortune of others
When we, acknowledge that we’re sisters and brothers

When we understand, as humans, what we should be
When we, disencumber our souls, set them free

When we, strive to each other uphold
When we, are ready to HIS light behold

When we, let our GODS shine equally bright
When we, trust and believe, in each other’s light

When we, see our lights, merge into one
Then, HE will proclaim, “MY work is done”
BOEMS BY JA 475
 Apr 2016
Afrodita Nestor
The scent of you was not new to me
It has filled my heart
Long before we have met
Long before I knew you existed
Outside of my crazy head

It was there when life passed me by
And all I knew were the rainy days
That cleansed my soul so I could rise
Each day like Phoenix does 

It took me back before I was born
When my mind was also just a soul 
And smiled at life as children do
When it had a thought of me and you 

The scent of you was not new to me
Cause you were always there in my dreams
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
 Apr 2016
Thomas P Owens Sr
the beat changes in your presence
skips to a slightly altered cadence
more blood, more power
the awakening of my heart
the eyes more perceptive
the brain aglow
the scent of you kisses the marrow
and ignites every nerve
these moments
I breathe you
absorb you
quiver in your touch

such is the rhythm
of love
 Apr 2016
r
You big bonehead.
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 Apr 2016
Narinder Bhangu
What is love?
Is it caring and sharing
taking and giving
selflessly pardoning?

Is it living and dying
unquestionably trusting
waiting and missing
blissfully existing?

Is it singing and dancing
crying or sighing
hugging or meeting
then painfully departing?

Is it touching and feeling
forgiving and praying
or simply befriending?
Of course it is.

Its depth is unfathomed
of togetherness
across the worlds
listening to unspoken words
while holding hands.

It is a feeling
that emerges from hearts
as God scatters his
heavenly elixir on the planets.
 Apr 2016
Danielle Rayn
You hurt me so easily
I'm miserably weak
my soft skin tears
like olive toned paper
I cry too easily
big crocodile tears
why don't you love me?
why do you not care for me?
 Apr 2016
Dhaye Margaux
I dream of us making sweet things in the sea
There's romance all around just for you and me

Imagine us walking hand in hand on a beach
Then afterwards chasing,  oh,  you're so easy to reach

We sit on the sand still you hold my hand
The love and the romance are our own magic wands

You kiss me on forehead that shows of respect
But the next kiss,  of course,  is what I also expect

You help me to stand and hold me on my hips
Now it's time to give you my sweet candy lips

You raise me up then and swing me in the air
We both shout "I love you" while air plays with my hair

We then lie on the sand and you kiss me once more
It is our longest kiss this time on this shore

Oh,  I am not shy nor afraid anymore
This love  we have now will stay forevermore
The beach is like the heart
Where waves come and go
But still those waves are the water
That is forever a part of the sea
 Apr 2016
SøułSurvivør
I currently have no WiFi on my smartphone.
Right now I'm using my father's iPad.
I don't like to use it, because it belongs to him.
I will be back online after the 6th of April.
Please bear with me!

Catherine <3
 Apr 2016
Peter Balkus
Poet lives amongst people,
in the land of sadness and happiness, where they live,
he dresses up like them, speaks like them,
in their language he had to learn.
But when he is on his own, he speaks in own tongue
to not to forget it.
He speaks with the dead, he keeps in touch with them,
to make sure everything goes according to plan.

He is afraid to tell what he sees,
in case people put him down and disbelieve.
He forces himself to keep his mouth shut,
he knows the price. He can't just die,
he's on a mission. So carefully
he smuggles in the truth in his poetry.
Even though I still struggle with sins in my life, here on the earth.
I sin less then I did a year ago , he has forgiven me for the sins.
For on the cross, he died for my sins so that I may be free,
For no not one can get to heaven for his works here on earth.
But by trusting in the only one that lived an sinless life here.
You can get to heaven through him, the Living Savior the Christ.
For he loves you so much that even if you were the only one.
Whom believed in him, he would have still went to the cross.
Because he loves you and me that much, that he feels we are to die for.
But this is the greatest part he raised up again and sent the Holy Ghost to us.
 Mar 2016
jasmine fernandez
When you can feel it, but unable to express it
When you cherish it's softness, the tenderness from which it comes
Yet pleasurable to experience more of it,
Because if it is never experienced there is no love,
The beauty of love is pain,
Both intermingled and it's so subtle to differentiate the two,
For the Harmony of it brings the rhythm
The missing and the pain, the feeling that it can never be consumated yet the in depth of heart it still exists
It is a melody a very slow one without which I would never live today
It's the memory, the shared little things that holds me together,
The knowing that you are happy at another 's hands is itself a joy
For in your smile I live
I live in every thing you do,
The care you give, though I may not be there yet it is so wonderful to know you cherish the values we shared together,
Every little mistakes we committed and corrected and the coordination with which you made me write a story
A story that has so many colours
And for bringing back to life
The energy and the zest for life
The little things you told will itself sing as a song
For in that song lives a life
A life that wants to still live
For in your happiness I live.
In memory .
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