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 Dec 2017 ekta
Ashly Kocher
Soft white blanket of snow
Falling gingerly and beautifully from the sky
Blanketing the ground, winter blows
 Dec 2017 ekta
Surbhi Dadhich
Hey I'm sorry but I still don't get it
It's all ramshackle buried in pits
You teared yourself or me
Is it a nightmare or a daydream?
Caught in a frenzy of self- esteem
Half of my soul is devoted to you
Is it a stolen lie or a bitter truth?
That doesn't mean that I give up
Cause giving up isn't in my nerve
May be you're thinking me crooked
Yeah I am .... infact a coward too
Deriving formulae of broken bonds
Spilling thoughts ins and then outs
Isn't  affordable and is too expensive
Still paying for your gratitude has been my uncanny habit..
 Dec 2017 ekta
Surbhi Dadhich
Smelling the purest aroma of delight
Particles are rushing narrowly
Delivering by the nature's sight
Lungs are shooking  badly
Intentions owning actions
Actions gearing imperfections
Imperfections bearing confessions
Leading to frustration
Tasting the hues of petals
Delivering ***** letters
Consequences of fair deeds
Fruiting security of the hardest shell
Experiences of the aroma of delight
Just with paper and a pen..
 Dec 2017 ekta
Jessica
In the place the tree leaves dance,
their one shall find flames,
the fires shadow will illuminate the village,
and once again,
the trees leaves will bud anew.
From an anime, its an amazing poem about a village. I hope u enjoy
The tree of hearts
Branching out love
A colour red ,deep
One mine and one yours to keep

Together all hearts
A Beautiful piece of art
In the faith of love
We all live and reap

The tree of love
Nourished and replenished
Stands tall, evergreen
Rooted deep
Wrote this for a dear friend , she is an artist
Shared her paper craft photo ,suggested I write something.
Life is full of lessons
Forever a student one shall be
Be firm and learn one ,too many

Believe in self
The Sun goes down
With a promise to rise again
There are many doorways and pathways
Sure, you will see the light

You live once
Listen to the inner voice
It's already spoken thrice
Double the joy and spice
 Dec 2017 ekta
Valsa George
From life, we learn many a valuable truth
That makes our existence one of worth

So growing old is no curse
As experience aids us steer life’s course

While life itself is a riddle
Remember, Death is an inexorable puzzle

Hatred burns life like fire
And wickedness turns it into mire

On Earth, forgiveness bonds hearts
But revenge, sure, breaks all bonds

Even a guilty falls prostrate
Before those willing to commiserate

Know, a true friend has no deceit
And a truly learned has no conceit

If jealousy is an acid which erodes
Generosity is a fuel that reloads

If inactivity is akin to death
Creativity is vital as breath

If perseverance conquers mountains
Laziness dries up fountains

While pride leads a man to his fall
Humility takes him closer to his goal

While Honesty leads him to salvation
Deceit drives him to damnation

Patience is an inexhaustible well
And *******, a sure road to hell

Know that those who long for the crown
Should also be torn by the thorn

While love of God takes us to eternity
Love of man leads us to fraternity

Ye Friends, with such priceless tips learned in bits
Light up your life in glowing glitz

Bury your past with all its woes
As each morn of hope brightly zooms!
My friends,  on reading  this poem, please don't see me as a sanctimonious proprietor! These are thoughts that have sprung from my heart. There is nothing new about them.... thoughts that have become cliche. But life has taught me these valuable lessons... I have learnt that love and forgiveness can conquer more than hate and  strife can destroy !  With age,  I am learning more and more. If these thoughts can douse the heat in someone...... well I am happy !
Hush...
Be still...
Try to remain silent.

Listen very closely...
Her pleading may be heard
As it is carried through the wind.
Her emotional appeal
Sounds desperate -
It is unbearable to an epath.
Her pleads are ever so faint
And gentle, they are far from violent.

Hush...
Be still...
It is her soul's agony
Which is vibrating
A disturbing frequency,
At such a rate that it constitutes
A wave.

Cries, which nature, alone,
Can hear and feel...
Cries, which shake the leaves free
From the branches of all the
Majestic trees; neither her soul
Nor the trees, can you save.

Hush...
Be still...
Can you feel the faint tremble  
Under your barefeet?

Hush...
Be still...
Rest your cheek upon the earth,
Feel her spirit, which is trapped
Deep down inside.
Inhale her essence- it is buried below,
In the fragrant moist soil...
Taste the droplets, she is in the dew;
Even in pain she is a soul
So gently sweet...
~ She is tinged with sadness--
Bittersweet.

By Lady R.F (C)2017* ⚘
 Dec 2017 ekta
wyle tan
My Heart
 Dec 2017 ekta
wyle tan
Tiny swallows circle far above
White clouds
Carefree and gay

Below my heart wanders within
Dry stones
Heavy and sad

How long before I can soar
Unshackled?

Come evening stars
Enlighten my way


By Wyle Tan
November, 2017, Kepong, Malaysia
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