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 May 2016
cgembry
Shadows flee
Under Sun’s brilliant light
To be exiled
Back to the confines of night
Darkness‘s prisoners are
Released its hold
To bask in the freedom
Of sunny Gold
 May 2016
Sedoo Ashivor
Colours and shades, ink and hue
Pen to paper, my thoughts renew
Often red, sometimes blue
The colours I see, when I think of you.
Thank you for that one line, Mfena Ortswen. You're a gem.


I just recently learnt of a neurological phenomenon called synesthesia. Those affected can see colours when they hear words, others even say they can taste the colours on their tongues!
 May 2016
Sedoo Ashivor
No thought is original
What you do
Has been done before
The ideas you get
Have been spoken for
Your work might be illegal

Seriously,

Your mind taps from
Things you've seen
Things you've heard
Places you've been
Words you read

The more you experience,
The more inspired you get.
The bigger your imagination,
The wider your creative net.

Truly,
There is nothing new under the sun
One day, my words will be reborn.
If you're ever on the riverside
where the sun beats your head
you would see the old man
selling hats of palm leaf
but you care not to notice him
having already smelled the sea
and too keen to cross the river
travel southward on the island
till the saline wind scalds your eyes
your skins itch to jump into the waves
yet the man with the palm leaf hats
would not cease to tell you
how burning would be the sun on the sands
and so badly you need to protect the head
by parting bucks that mean nothing to you
but a world to the mouths he feeds
and before you stamp on him a final no
she has one atop her hair
beneath which her eyes flutter like butterflies
her sun rouged cheeks untimely blush
and two born anew lovers
merrily head for the sea
having bought romance
for forty bucks.
 May 2016
Torin
You play with the light of the universe
You place the stars within my sight

its only a distant world I'm trying to reach
My ever eternal home

You paint color onto the dark
You place the blue iris in my eyes

And the empty space between the stars
Can only be filled by your love

You dance with the dying suns
And move within me as my heart beat

And even the blood I bleed
Spills to spell your name

Your mind is a shining cosmos
Containing every part of me

You were born as a supernova
You are my beginning and my end

Your love is the first star
And the last one
 May 2016
Polar
The darkest days of the soul

Release most light

As beauty finds its way home.
 May 2016
Michael Blonski
Pour energy
into your
words

Write with intensity
so great
that if you held the page
from a mountain's peak
your words
would be mistaken
for
stars
wow! I'm so honored to have been selected for the daily. I feel like there are far more deserving writers than I!
Thank you everyone for reading my work and all the lovely comments.
Please use the tags below to read some great works from great people :)
-MB
 May 2016
jane taylor
today i want the darkness
fatigued with life’s
fictitious smiles

the forest
beckons me
to melt within it

disappearing
like mist
in the wind

i could dance on lightning
fall off a cloud
and become rain

i’d mold down your face
as i fall on it
and be one with you

©2016janetaylor
 May 2016
martin
every wheel will cease to turn
every lesson be unlearned
every tide will ebb away
every colour fade to grey

every truth will prove a lie
every star burn and die
we will all be flying high
stardust in the sky
 May 2016
Sk Abdul Aziz
I've always been a night owl
Never really been a morning lark
The daytime just doesn't do it for me
The night on the other hand fills me with spark
My mind works better
My soul feels safer
All i need is a cup of tea,a good movie to watch
And a bag of vanilla flavoured wafer


When i look at the moon and stars in the night sky
It gives me a different kinda' high
The stillness and silence of the night
Just the moonlight to guide you
Man..it's so serene and haunting
Magical almost...
Looking at the post-midnight empty streets...
I'm sometimes reminded of the emptiness in my life
But then again even the darkest and gloomiest of night skies has at least that one star shining in it
So that does fill me with hope
May be not now
But somewhere in the future
This introvert soul might get someone to love
'Coz nobody wants to be lonely
And i ain't no exception
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