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 May 2014 Anne
Amanda
White Sheets
 May 2014 Anne
Amanda
There is a raw beauty of her bare back
amidst
white sheets
with what
I call
*artfully ruffled hair.
Hello lovely!
Goodness, not quite sure where this nonsensical writing came from.
I hope you,you & you have a fabulous day!
x
 May 2014 Anne
Megha Chakraborty
She sat on the sofa ... crying, moaning, sighing
She worked in the kitchen ... cook, clean, shine
She took care of her babies ... mommy this, mommy that
She is a good lady they say ... (voiceless, opinion less, trophy-like)
.
...
Who Is She? A nobody ... That's what they call her. A nobody
What are her thoughts? Nothing ... They comment. Who cares!
Lack of education? Maybe.
Not much of IQ? Probably ...

STOP IT!!!
She cries ... I'm human.
I'm a person ... I'm .. Me .. Whatever that is
Who are you to judge? Nobody.
How does your opinion matter? It doesn't ... She asserts. Who cares!

I'm a woman ... she smiles.
I'm wonderful ... creative, beautiful, fine
I'm happy with what I have ... love, home, life
I am complete!
 May 2014 Anne
Mr X
That One Person
 May 2014 Anne
Mr X
Oneday
We all will find someone
With whom we don't have to Pretend.
That one person will love us,
Exactly the way we are.
 May 2014 Anne
Christine Agro
I am the cat.
          move me
and I come back
          move me
and I come back
          move me
and I come back.
 May 2014 Anne
llyana
Twinkle, twinkle you were right beside me
When I blink, there's no you that I see
I never expect nor I didn't see this coming around
Because all I know is we were happy, safe and sound


Run, run, run, as I shout your name
Thinking you're hiding and this is just a game
But then I found you, do you feel a little shame?
Even the sky cry hard as it started to rain


It feels like you stabbed my heart with an invisible knife
It might not bleed, but it hurts the same way
And I don't know if I can go on with this life
You left me hanging without a word to say


But then I woke up at 2am
I realized I should listen to them
You're not the guy to cry every night
I deserve better and I know this is right


All those I love you's, forever and always
Are now become words that just go to waste
But still I want you not to forget those little things
And the girl who loves the fading sound of strummed guitar strings.
Sometimes, even if it's over, you still dont want to be forgotten by that someone. Even if it hurts you, you still think of all the good memories you shared.


This is an old poem. I used a lot of song titles or lyrics if you noticed. I do love music :D
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