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 Jul 2021 Emaya
Angelito D Libay
Meet me in the middle of the night
Where I could share to you my candle so bright.
And I can hug you forever so tight.

Meet me at the forest's clearing.
Where new trees are bearing
Like my love for you wants new beginning.

Meet me at the top of the hill.
Where fresh air is all you could feel.
Yet my feelings, though storms will come, will never disappear.

Meet me at the ocean's side
Where water feel so mild
It chills my heart and soul, instead of being wild.

Meet me at the shadows of your heart.
Where you and I knows to exist.
Take me to your arms, and i will not resist.

Meet me,  my love
Anywhere, anytime, any place.
Share my soul, and be one with me.
 Jul 2021 Emaya
Nadine Peñaverde
and is not needed a telescope,
the colors you exclude is more than black and white
you are your own northern lights,
displaying an ethereal sight.
my last poem in the series inspired of Aurora Borealis by Bohnes. I hope you guys realized that self love is our own aurora borealis :>
 Jul 2021 Emaya
belbere
bright eyes
 Jul 2021 Emaya
belbere
bright eyes,
your words sparkled
with the same light,
but even empty things
shine if you look
at them just right.
 Jul 2021 Emaya
maria
You are fading
 Jul 2021 Emaya
maria
And I can still
see you
 Jul 2021 Emaya
Tony Oquendo
I welcome every day with a facade dancing in the sun while in the shadows little by little my soul dies.

Hi, how are you?  I'm fine.

What a lovely day.

No, please.  Allow me.  I write the most beautiful lies.
 Jul 2021 Emaya
Jason


Ice blue chilly
Shadow dark
Trapped in memory
Entropically stark
Struck by epiphany
Zeptoseconds for a quark
A self-fulfilling prophecy
Bitten by its bark


© 07/28/21 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved.
It was in your eyes, I saw it,
So beautiful, that I believed it,

I now realize you weren’t  
mine at all, it hurts to know,
My greatest memory you
will be, how far I go,

All I wanted in life was
just you and me,
Along with the soft night wind
and the timeless sea,

But here I am standing alone, as
the waves glisten,
Gazing at the stars above where
it had all been written…
September 2020
My pen could write for
anyone, true,
But it never smiles about them
the way it does for you…
March 2020
 Jul 2021 Emaya
Melanie Jackson
I hate you
You fill me with false hope
You make me drag on
Day after day
Month after month
You keep me going
With maybe tomorrow
And tomorrow's a new day
And it gets better wait for tomorrow
But you never come
You leave me crying waiting
Because supposedly it gets better
By tomorrow but mine never comes
So I just sit wait
And hating
Tomorrow
Through your vision of lightness,
a miracle glows with brightness;
A collection of hearts define it,
reminding you who's behind it.

A ladder leads up to the sky,
you climb it as if you can fly;
Yet this face is a mere illusion,
so why deal with such confusion ?

Gone away in cloudless moments,
still haunting your memory's torments;
Of pain recalled from past times,
soon erased with poems that rhyme.

And all along this path to glory,
that measures a worthless story;
The face becomes an invisible token,
of fragile words no longer spoken.
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