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Jan 2017 Gianfranco Aurilio

Forever

Jan 2017 Gianfranco Aurilio

Maria Francine

Forever

I need to open the window
To hear the sounds of the night,
Anything but the thoughts in my head.
The last thing I want on my mind is you,
But you're always there
In that place between awake and asleep
And there is nothing I can do to stop it.*

© Maria Francine

#forever #asleep #awake

Jan 2017 Gianfranco Aurilio

Until Tomorrow

Jan 2017 Gianfranco Aurilio

Maria Francine

Until Tomorrow

Maybe there is another way
We can make this work
I will live for love tomorrow
Because there are only dreams today
I fall into your empty embrace
All alone...
Whilst you consume all my thoughts

© Maria Francine

love tomorrow

Jan 2017 Gianfranco Aurilio

Insecurity

Jan 2017 Gianfranco Aurilio

Maria Francine

Insecurity

I'm waiting here all alone.
I thought I’d always be a part of you,
Without you I feel so fragile.
If only you’d set me free,
I would fly far far away,
To a better life than the one I have now.
I’m on a low
And you don’t seem to want to know.
Vacant stares, closed doors, empty promises,
I’m struggling to remember what we used to have.
All I know is it was good enough for me to build my life around you.
So maybe I will disappear in the night,
I don’t think you will notice.

© Maria Francine

#runaway #fragile

Nov 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

my perfect poem

Nov 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

brian odongo

my perfect poem

You were my perfect poem
Brief but of many lessons
Our life was the perfect paradox
For love I thought we could rhyme

You hated all I ever loved,I loved all you hated
You said dirt was clean and the sun was cold
You desired tears for years
And resisted all advances of happiness

All you hated I had to forsake
For our love was at stake
But like a toddler you had fun with my feelings
Leaving our blindest love in darkness reeling

Yet my greatest victory was losing you
My severest pain was my sweetest gain
You schooled me through experience
My all-time worst teacher

You were my perfect poem
Eternity would be short to describe the undescribable
For when my hand is strong to hold the pen
Then my heart is weak to pen the words

Nov 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

inspired maybe

Nov 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

Emily B

inspired maybe

Sometimes I wonder

if I even survived
my childhood.

Maybe some part of me
is sleeping
up on the hill.

One of those
Nightmares
That I couldn't escape
Carried me off
In its jaws

and so maybe
I am planted.
Looking down
At all the people
I can't remember.

I hope that I am ashes.
I never wanted a stone.

Nov 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

What happens to the rose when it dies

Nov 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

brian odongo

What happens to the rose when it dies

What happens to the rose when it dies?
When it is chocked by its thorny foes
Does it green blood soak the earth to water more plants of love?
Do its crimson leaves fold their petals in pain?

What happens to the rose when it dies?
By the hands of a stray lover in search of a gift
Do the lovers drain all their tear wells?
Perhaps they merry as its mortal remains
Passes from his hand to her hand, from his heart to her heart

What happens to the rose when it dies?
Is it ever eulogized and its memorials held
Or is the emblem of love left in pile ash of bygone?
Is the rose ever buried and how does its epitaph read?

What happens to the rose when it dies?
Does it body like man’s decay leaving nothing but dry bones?
Is it folded and placed inside an old love book?
Who knows what happens to the rose when it dies?

Jul 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

This World

Jul 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

Mark Tilford

This World

Torn
Without color we all should be born
Because of, all we do now is mourn
As untimely deaths come to our
First born
Second born
Third born
Just because of their skin color
Our brothers
It's time we lay the weapons down
We all come together
Stand altogether
To stop loss of lives because of someone's skin color
(Black skin is not a sin)

This world
Torn
Now all we do is mourn
Terrorist
Evokes, fear across the world
Your neighbor?
Yes, they could be that near
Watch the news
It's something new every morning
They **** with no warning
Then our world goes into mourning
It's time
They lay their weapons down
For us all to come together
Stand altogether
To stop them from going into any town
Let us not back down

This world
Torn
Now again we are mourning
Caused by mass shootings
Because someone thought it was their duty
Not being choosy
In their shooting
Execution
Afterwards people standing behind
( the second amendment )
Of an aged constitution
It's time
For us all to come together
Stand altogether
To change the
Constitution
There is no other solution

It's time
For us all to come together
Stand altogether
To stop
The pollution
of minds
!!

Jul 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

Wings

Jul 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

Loveless

Wings

He was pushed
Into pit of hell
But he grew wings
And flew to heaven

Just a lil story in four lines

#hell #life #heaven #fly #wings #pushed #grew #pit

Jul 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

Blind

Jul 2016 Gianfranco Aurilio

Loveless

Blind

"How will you show me your world? I am blind."

"Hear me. How do I sound like?"

"I'd say your voice is just like a nightingale. Full of love. Like an angel."

"How do I smell like?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Go on."

"Your smell... It's... addicting to be honest. Like a flower that is in a garden but its smell is so unique."

"Touch me. How do I feel like?"

"Your skin so soft. Softer than a petal of rose. Cheeks like a baby. I can imagine your blue eyes looking at me right now. You feel really beautiful."

"You don't need to see from your eyes to see my world."

A talk between two, a blind boy and a girl.

#girl #world #boy #hear #blind #skin #rose #touch #feel #see