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 May 2015
Bipolar Hypocrite
Silence- complete absence of sound.

It's funny,
How they think silence,
means you can't hear a thing.

But you can hear silence.

It's so fricking loud.
You really can't miss it.
 May 2015
Solaces
I was truly aware..
First things first is that i took flight..

In the dream i flew over the countryside..
then over the oceans..

It was limitless!!
I could fly as fast as i wanted to..

I begin to notice an orange glow there on the cliffs by the shore..
It almost looked like a window in the rocks..

I begin to fly toward this glow and saw it to be a sort of window..
I entered into a circular room made entirley of wood..

The floor had a sort of golden and silver sand to it..
There were others there also..

At the center of this place was a flame that burned..
It burned with a green flame..

As i drew near it the flame then turned into a sky blue color..
This was my color, and as the flamed burned i could now hear the thoughts of everyone here..

" You have found a dream chamber.." you are the sky blue soul." welcome sky blue......
 May 2015
Peter Simon
All this time I was thinking my life was a movie
I am not an actor, I am a character
I didn’t know I was playing a role,
All I knew is I am a part of a story

It doesn’t need to be a great story
For me, as long as someone
Is eager enough to get the whole of it,
I’m already satisfied

It does not need a lot of kissing,
It does not need a bunch of hugs,
It does not need endless conversations,

The protagonists, staring at each other’s eyes,
Full of meaning and emotions,
Would suffice…

‘Coz a story doesn’t need to end happily
It does not need to show nakedness and drugs
It does not need violence and gore
All it needs is to move even a single creature
 May 2015
Patricia Cikus
Sunday morning.
You are fighting against
dreaming and sleeping.
Sunlight sends its beams
through the window.
You look at it half asleep
you see tiny little dots
dancing in the air
in the beams of the morning light
little dust fairies
with wings so fragile
a breath could destroy them.
Special thanks to Her and Him.
 May 2015
Sylvia Frances Chan
My shortest poem ever
seldom comes in December
it is not a case of dumb or clever
just to inform you that I shall ever
post this kind of poetry on HP
this is not the typical me
creating so short the A, B, C

I used to write the whole alphabet
of course most poets had gone mad
one important thing is so unforgettable
as our red wines and the Jameson's are so delectable

one subtle subject superior
is ruling our life like a creepy inferior
but this subtlety that we will derive
all our life a constant strife

will nourish the mind with wealth
world's  most important subject: watch our health !!


© SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN
Sunday,  21st December 2014
December poem to nourish the mind
 May 2015
Eudora
Breathing in your alluring scent
Enjoying the ride, as the wheels go round
Cherishing the times we have spent
Smiling to our 'question', an answer we have found

This romantic attraction
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

Having simple meals together
Indulging in chucklesome little talks
Laughing cheekily, we teased each other
Ambling along the smooth sidewalks

This deep affection
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

Fulfilling your heart's desire
Appreciating your genuine kindness
Seeing you smile from ear to ear
Bringing back the long lost happiness

This sweet satisfaction
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

Cuddling in your loving arms
Holding back my tears
Embracing me with your hidden charms
Taking away all my fears

This perfect expression
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing
#intimateconnection #answer #you #me #special
#beautiful #straightfromtheheart #perfectexpression
 May 2015
Chris
I'll wait for you forever
till stars forget to shine,
and oceans become puddles,
words no longer rhyme

Till deserts turn to gardens
where flowers go to bloom,
the grass is red, the skies are green,
the dawn brings out the moon

Till rain is something very dry
and butterflies drive trucks,
when every pond is chocolate sauce
with candy coated ducks

Till basements have a penthouse view
with windows three floors high
and stairways are a place to swim
no matter how you fly

Till mountains are a level path
that you will go to walk
and silence now becomes a way
for every one to talk

Till everything we've ever known
is gone and disappeared
The world does end, there's nothing more
just like we always feared

Till broken hearts are happy,
tears a welcome site
Night comes at the break of day
and daytime looks like night

I'll wait for you forever
until the end of time
It matters not how long it takes
if I can call you mine
 May 2015
Chris
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Moonlight reflects lingering ripples
glistening upon crystalline waters
as we float beneath a canopy
of enchanted constellations dreaming

Nebula brushstrokes paint
an onyx canvas in gemstone vistas
and comet tail whispers
as we melt within harmonic caresses

I make a wish on the falling stars
found in your heaven sent eyes
as cicadas sing along a shoreline
of silhouettes and lily pad shadows

When your stardust lips meet mine
and my heart beats in cosmic rhythm
with nature’s evening serenade composed
*in the key of this midnight celestial kiss
 May 2015
Dhaye Margaux
When storms are there, I cry and shout
With tears and fears, can't make a call
But you still come to my surprise
You always catch me when I fall
You never let me fall. I love you.
 May 2015
Marian
Down a peaceful, quiet lane
The two-story farmhouse awaits
Bathed in evening hues
Of rich lavenders, pinks,
And dusty apricot
The lilac scented breezes blow
Whispering stories of summer
Let me dance in pastures
Of buttercups and wild daisies
Where horses graze contentedly
And Virginia bluebells sway
Where time becomes stuck
And lets me live this golden moment
Just once more

**~Marian~
Dedicated to a farmhouse I saw
For sale today online...I really liked it,
So I wrote this poem about it!! :)
It's been awhile, guys,
So I thought I would write something
Today and post it!! ~~~<3
Enjoy!! :)
 May 2015
Jason Cole
To the wind
with the regal reticence
of unrequited love!
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