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 Jul 2015 Day Wing
DawynSHunter
The Wanting


The way she smiles, and lights up his face
is something that i keep on my list
The way they close the gap in between
is something that i keep on my list
The way she breathes, while he takes it all in
is something that i keep on my list

Sometimes, i hear them yelling
on the other side of the wall
Shattering pictures and slamming doors,
that were only to be left open at night
for him to apoligize
Try to make things right
Let out his cries
Begging for her forgiveness
While the time goes by

My list is now full
I want to make him laugh
I want to kiss him crazy
I want to breathe in the air he breathes
I want the fighting and crying
and that feeling of dying, yearning for him
I want that forever, soul mate,
definite whatever you wanna call him
I.want.love.....and then some
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
DawynSHunter
You lying and promising,
sick of “I love you”apologies

You never knew
the pushing and the pulling that i went through
to tell you the truth
I ******* hate you,
and i know under all that family crap
you do too

And that's okay
the love you have for me goes half-way
Now i can finally leave you
i say Adeiu
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Chirayu Writer
STAMP And Theme Make me to Imagine Beauty with Rain.                      
                           Beauty With Rain....
Have you ever feel and loved rain...Have you ever dance in rain..
if no than this is a time to enjoy with beauty with rain...
Close your eyes for a minute u dream for different world...
                    
                            Beauty with Rain
Rain touches your soul, 
Rain is weaving the hearts with dreams.
Rain colors the lonely arching in color
touching the sky,

Droplets  of water 
through your window glass
tapping of comfort 
of watering eyes.

Rain singing that song,                                      
And it reads, draws in life
Still fresh and happy.
But once I am, and you are also,
Buried in the sand, to eternal repose,
Who knows where.
Washing away sadness and bring new life.

Rain pure soul with happiness of feel and with fragrance of love ...
        one drop of water feel you to dream living with love joy and happiness......Rain is purity of soul and beginning of new    day..

                                                           -Chirayu
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Ariel Baptista
Sanguine
Choleric
Melancholic
Phlegmatic
Phlegmatic
Melancholic
C­holeric
Sanguine
Blood oranges
And hibiscus tea
White wine
Carcrash memory
Hypertensive
He straps me down on the table
This is for my own good.
Too much blood they say,
Too much red wine too much liquid
Too much
My hand is swollen
My stomach distended
The vein in my forehead is bulging
Too much blood
A needle
A leech
A pen
Blood oranges
White wine
A needle is a leech is a pen
Is what the doctor ordered
He straps me to the desk
This is for my own good
A cure
Too much blood
Too much tea
Too many memories
Too many thoughts
Hypertensive
Sanguine
They say
They hand me the scalpel
And show me the line
Too much
I’ve had too too much red wine
To be doing this
A pen a leech a needle
A bucket of blood
A novel
Sanguine
Melancholic
Choleric
Phlegmatic
This is the cure
This is for my own good
Too much much blood
They hand me the pen
I’ve had too too many
Blood oranges
To be doing this
A scalpel is a pen
Is a leech is a needle
A bucket of blood is a novel
(Bleeding is the cure)
I bleed.
There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? Dig into yourself for a deep answer. And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple "I must", then build your life in accordance with this necessity; your whole life, even into its humblest and most indifferent hour, must become a sign and witness to this impulse. - Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
aashay sao
These distances,
These distances, these distances between our paths,
These distances between our eyes,
These distances between two companions
May all these distances end,
Why is someone near while the other one is far?

No one knows the reason behind this,

Am I coming near or am I drifting away,
I don’t know where I am

These distances, these distances of our path,
These distances between our eyes,
These distances between two companions
May all these distances end,
These distances

This also happened sometimes
Even on empty roads,

You were there with me
Sometimes even after meeting You,
My heart returned empty handed
This also happened sometimes,

Just like it happened right now

I found You in everything around me
These distances between us make me Yours,

These distances torture me,
These distances make me thirsty
May all these distances end,

I didn’t even say that

I’ll not live

If I don’t achieve (attain) You
Even by mistake
I didn’t ever want this separation between us,

Now this separation remains,
Like a desire and it says that
May our love remain even more youthful,


These distances between us will eradicate

These distances are strange,
These distances will be removed
May all these distances end
Why is someone near while the other one is far?
No one knows the reason behind this
Am I coming near or am I drifting away?
I don’t know where I am
These distances, these distances of our paths,
These distances between our eyes

These distances between two companions
May all these distances end
my memorable lyrics
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Andrea Molina
Days are countless, grains are boundless, With all the things i dare caress, they continually transgress.
Either love and above, with my glove I shove.
It is Aphrodite's dove I present thereof.

Everyday we pay rent to everyone, to every parent,
Needless to say what's apparent is for you I'm transparent.
In all the days, I raise my case,
My space is imperishably your place, I'll always lace.

In no day would I say that my time I would delay,
In no day would i weigh what others could portray.
Your way is what i'd pursue, I'd always construe.
No action would be untrue and in your *****, I'll angle anew.

Rest assured, every disease is automatically cured,
Days endured with you are days I am allured.
I rest in your eyes comprised of skies,
You authorize my demise with a million butterflies.

Your heat is my seat and I sit with retreat.
As you greet, you deplete what I could never defeat.
My days, I live, for the chance to percieve.
The world in your sleeve is what I'll achieve and believe.

It is without a doubt that my days are in drought,
When my day lacks what you're about, my existence is without.
Indeed, I plead that everyday I am in need,
In your speed is where I feed and I will forever succeed.
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
grim-raven
Fun
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
grim-raven
Fun
Friend.
Left.
Gone.

Want.
Should.
Can't.

Life.
Time.
End.
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Francie Lynch
Will you falter and fade
In a Palliative room,
With beeps and tubes
Confirming your doom?
Or a fiery crash
And screech of rubber
As onlookers see
Your hair aflame;
Will you fall from the sky
In a laser marked plane;
Get shot while buying
A lottery ticket,
Die doing something
Horribly wicked?
Perhaps the sound
Near your ears at night
Will forewarn your demise
By a mosquito bite.
West Nile, malaria, itching yourself to death. :)
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
sanch kay
20w.
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
sanch kay
i love these
ribbons of smoke that
you weave around
my vision,
igniting shiny bursts of
colour in the dark.
Thank you, sunshine.
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