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 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Kim
Hazy outlines familiar faces
Echoes of familiar places
Captured moments long forgotten
Honesty in words unspoken
A fleeting smile unguarded eyes
Truth beneath the surface lies
Pause a moment the masquerade
Telling postures now displayed
Rueful smiles and tired eyes
A warm glance melts a mask of ice
And as the frame fades away
Smoke and mirrors back into play
I'm quite a fan of candid photography
It is an art that is underrated in my opinion
I have had the privilege of taking some beautiful, albeit inexpert, candid shots of my friends and family from time to time -
And shall continue to do so whenever I have the opportunity!

(Edited "breaks through" to melts - credit to Phil Lindsey for the suggestion)
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Amy H
time and distance
too little and too far;
my love has sailed
away…
an anchor never hoisted
and sails with no wind
while I wait on the rocks
eroding.

salt is cruel
swept in my wounds
where sun burns it in
like crust…

why wait?

the tide is rolling
but you my love are working
to remain
away.
time is on your side
not mine.
I left the rocks so it is time to share this one.
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Amy H
berry good
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Amy H
like sugar on berries when I look at you
my heart gets soft and juicy
and I wonder what to do.
the sparkle in my eyes like frost on a pop
freezing my gaze on yours
and I don’t want to stop.
but berries and sugar are just a flavor
and what if you prefer
a bite with a little more savor?
I cannot tell what’s in your heart
or if you think I’m sweet
but I may fall apart.
this is either berry good or not at all
every berry crushing
under my fall.
oh that awkward stage of the first crush on someone
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Amy H
like a melody he moves
the rhythm of his mood
reflecting clouds;
grey turns to silver
shone on his head,
and a smile
so soft across his face
brings my mind
and longing to his space.
the dance of a rag in hand
smooth like jazz
caressing every surface.
nothing is neglected
by long legato strokes
along a smooth, pale canvas
cleared for his next composition
to do it all again.
I am jealous of his kitchen.
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
poetryofdhiman
Roaming all over the sky
The small and big white clouds
Dancing upon one another
Wearing bluish feathers of life
Behind the windows of clouds
An enormous fireball hiding
Empowering all living creations
Reflecting the glimpses of life
With its golden rays of smile

©Dhiman Saha
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Ali
Illusion
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Ali
In the clouds of my head
Like a thundering do you strike
All the pieces of my mind
rusting by your memories
Being absorbed in the blood
and right through my heart,
like a drug do you flow
infecting all my body parts
For it was a dream quite glittering
now tormenting my soul
And yet it's hard to accept
You were an illusion overall.
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Zoë
really gone
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
Zoë
this isn't something that has snuck up behind me
it hasn't been in the back of my mind
or hiding in my shadow
instead it all of a sudden just hit me
and it hit me hard
the sudden realization that you were gone
and although you may have teased me
and taken my things
and laughed at my mistakes
i will miss you
i will miss the simplicity of your words
the interesting array of facts
the early morning conversations about life itself
as i say goodbye
and look in your eyes one last time
something tightens in my heart
and i bite my cheek and study you one last time
the way you walk, your head high
your strong body, moving among the crowd
the curl of your hair, crazy and untamed
but in all of it, it is your presence i will miss
i regret not realizing this sooner
and all i have left is the memory of your last head nod in my direction
your dark eyes, and small smile
the last wave of your hand
before you turned and disappeared
 Jan 2017 DARACHA
J M Surgent
I’ll never forget to love you,
So long as you’re gone,
But once you’re home
There are no guarantees;
Daily luxuries
And nightly TV
Pray the devil in me.

— The End —