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 Feb 2015
Onoma
An aesthetic storm settled in the
wee hours of creation.
What of it strikes favor or disfavor?
Beauty's immediacy comes with
fatalistic sweep--demanding
principle, demanding ground.
Unveiled beyond time constraint
all over our world--in praise, in
revulsion, eyes score the gamut.
As if image begs love, to be so...
or unrequited.
What's plain of light exposes all
flaw or beauty in a single sitting.
The sitters vary the material world,
with eyes creation asks us to paint
what we see.
The eyes paint the sitter if the sitter
be deemed beautiful, instantaneously
sight's canvas may be left cold...
burdened.
Beauty aspires to affirmation of being,
to have it echoed.
Beauty's lain raw, holds what's held it--
as such...desolation is easy.
Eyes bespeak their volumes...beautiful
or ugly?
A sightly, unsightly moment given to the perpetual.
Epidemic pageantry--ordered by creation
make due...irregardless.
If beauty--eyes are for you--if ugly...eyes
are not.
Thus...of being, of affirmation, of visible,
of invisible--you...beauty are.
 Feb 2015
Sana
Won't you dare
Step in the storm?
Won't you dare
Cup the hand of fate in yours?

Lead on the way
Amidst corridors of blazing sands
Won't you let the friction carve?
Your hands, your sight and heart?

Brushing against your face,
Peeling off your gentle fate
My friend; won't you dare?
And step in the roaring lair?

For ashes and dust
Is this greyish world
So burn the flame
And light in fumes

Hear the tapping of your feet
And feel your sole melt away
On strange wooden lands
Sprinkled with blazing sand

Catch the pebbles
Struck at you
Let it burden till you grieve,
Or build the castle of your dream

Set ablaze, set ablaze
Set yourself ablaze;
Let yourself combust and scarred
And become the blazing star
 Feb 2015
Kristina
Same love
A world so hateful, some would rather die than be who they are
As Macklemore sang each line
That's how I felt chills roll down my spine
How can we be so advanced but not have love to share for others that are
Not like us.
Whether a girl chooses to be with a girl, or a boy loves another of his own
I stay amazed at how people are so content with making sure
That same *** couples know they're not wanted.
They're so content with making humans feel less worthy
Because they prefer their own to the opposite ***
To make their brothers and sisters and their flesh and blood
Feel less of a human being because of who they love.
So content to prove yourself as a human by forcing onto the rules of the Bible
Yet ignoring where it says you need to love your neighbour as you love yourself.
Love yourself.
We are taught to love ourselves but how can we ever love ourself
When from the minute we are born
We are judged over everything
The food we eat, the clothes we wear, the music we like, the pictures we paint
We are judged for the way we see the world, for the way we think
We are judged for the way we live.
So how can we love ourself when from the day we are born are told
And folded
Into what others think we should be
And never given a chance to be who we are destined to be.
Love your neighbour as you love yourself.
But how can you love someone else, when you were never given a chance
To love yourself.
 Feb 2015
nivek
a tangle of roots and flowers out of reach
the maze with a centred heart
who would tread this road?
the poets love affair with words.
 Feb 2015
Pax
True artist is not all about the talent,
it’s the art of loving your craft.
a quote
 Feb 2015
Dawn King
where to begin
when the task is so mountainous
when all that can be seen is the unmovable
when the need to wretch comes as result of thought
when a heart may fail from silent screams turned inward
the beginning must begin
when there is no way out
when there is nothing left to give
when love seems an unrequited absurdity
when one more day will surely enable the morgue or sanitarium
the mountain is moved
 Feb 2015
ryn
People cheat,
people lie

To get ahead
or
just to get by.

They do it out of deemed necessity
or
have made it a successful habit.

Some would feel bad,
but
some wouldn't lose sleep over it.

Some lie to protect...
Some lie to infect...

With little remorse
or
full blown guilt.

Either way
risking
all they've built.

A lie is an accessory
that most tend to abuse.
A convenient mask
for the ugly truth
that most would misuse.

Lies are...
The bane of relationships
Destroyer of trust...
Conveyed by irresponsible lips.

So have I ever lied?
Have I ever desecrated
honesty's pride?
Have I ever wielded it
to save others from harm?
Have I ever employed it
to boost my charm?

No I haven't,
now that's a lie...
Spouted that so easily,
I didn't even need to try...

Honestly,
YES I HAVE.
I am no exception...

I am no saint,
I'm only human
...
with an ill sense of direction.



I have lied...
How about you?

Search deep inside...
*You know you have too...
 Feb 2015
Kirui Frank Junior
I hate to learn that
For sure I jam your mind
But I love you
Your respect is paramount
For my case
You took all my feelings
And even if this night is long
It will end
In a crack of dawn.
You go to bed
To remain sleepless
Not that you are OK
But because someone
Is in your mind
And your heart sweats blood
Its painful and really painful
....
But not so long
Love is cultivated.
 Feb 2015
Mohammad Skati
Days squeeze us hard                                                                                              Simply because they're pregnant with                                                                   A lot of things ,                                                                                                         Good or bad ...                                                                                                          We are totally depressed and we are completely disappointed ...                        Courage is needed ,but                                                                                            Hard stumbling-blocks prevent us from going ahead ...                                      Patience is greatly needed ,but                                                                                We are greatly impatient ...                                                                                     We run away to the rear                                                                                            Simply because we can not run away to the front ...                                       All ways and sub-ways are totally closed ...                                                       We don't have wings to fly ...                                                                              Hard times besiege all of us ,                                                                              Up and down ,                                                                                                     Rich and poor ,                                                                                                    Strong and weak ,and                                                                                         Near or far ....                                                                                                       That's our way !                                                                                                   ___________________
 Feb 2015
Hello World
Her hair flows behind her
As she runs in circles around me
I can tell she's breathing hard
Her heart's beating right out of her chest
Same as mine every time I see her
Once I tried to talk to her
And words just flew out of my mouth
Like I didn't have a brain and nothing made sense
But I kept on going
I know that I love her because
I want to kiss her in the rain
I want to hold her tight during the scariest part of the movie
I want to be the one she comes crying to when nothing's going right
I want her to tell me secrets, and whispers, and things hoped for
I want to hold her hand as we're walking along the coast
I want to be her first love, her first kiss, her first sitting together watching the sunset
And most of all,
I want her to know me as I am
Take me as I am
And if she must,
Leave me as I am
 Feb 2015
LETITFXRING
My heart continues to beat for the  seconds,
With all the  scars  it has
It continues to  love  
Because that's all it knows


                      ♥
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