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 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
Chris
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I walk along
this lonely beach
dodging seashells
washed ashore

The sand is wet
upon my feet
another day
I must endure

I glance around
the darkened dunes
with wind so cold
against my skin

The tide retreats
I wish I could
I long to feel
your kiss again

A rising sun
atop the waves
I’m sure will paint
a wondrous view

But I don’t care
what I may see
I just wish I was
there with you
Good morning Beautiful. I miss you so much.
write a poem everyday
make it a daily habit
note whatever you've to say
the bitter or the sweet.

stare at the screen before you
or the page if it's so
there's always something new
awaiting your ink's flow.

some you've to dig not much
a few need delving deep
some may feel like feather touch
a few would make you weep.

sometimes the hand would just not move
at other would run like horse
sometimes the words would sing and groove
cry out like waves' roars.

while you write you may bleed
or kiss the blue like bird
jotting down is all you need
the inner voice that's heard.
the poet buds for a lifetime
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
Pax
fortunate
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
Pax
I stop counting my blessing
And start just being thankful
Of each passing day.

I may not be lucky in love
Or blessed with good things
Or great looks LIFE has to offer
But I am fortunate enough to live this LIFE
As good as I wanted it to be.
.A QUOTE.
We are still fortunate. Just me, being optimistic about my life, a start of my new aging life, another year of living a new age. Be thankful.
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
CHANDRASHEKAR
I tried to hold
One fistful of light
In my tiny fist,
As much as my fist  
Could consist.

But, when I
Peep into
The closed fist,
Through a small
Hole between the
Fingers,
I could see only
Darkness could
I hold and not
An iota of light.

Life is this!
We celebrate
Birth day
To reach the
Day of Death
Step
By
Step
We see something and the fact would be something else.
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
CHANDRASHEKAR
Day gets naked,
While night wears
Darkness and
Conceals all
Dark Spots.
Night seems to be safe for shy hearts.
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
CHANDRASHEKAR
I am more concerned
About your starry eyes.
Lest the shiny moon,
Adds them to her
Own collection,
In confusion!
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
Nicole Dawn
Does a caterpillar die
When a butterfly is born?

And if so,
Why does no one mourn the caterpillar?
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
Nicole Dawn
Smiles that don't reach my eyes

Blood that's not accidental

Thoughts that are taking over

Tears that could fill an ocean

Fear that's filling my heart

A heart that I cannot trust

Nights without rest

A body overcome by exhaustion

And the pain it takes to hide this
 Jul 2015 Hashim ZK
Nicole Dawn
If we never saw the sun,
Would we think the night is dark?

Or if we never felt hope,
Would we still feel such pain?
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