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 May 2021 Udumbara
Syomone
What if there is no
limit to what we can do?
What if there is an
overflow of
everything
we need pouring
out of us....⁣
Would it change
how we do things? ⁣
Would we be
more confident? ⁣
Less afraid?
What if you could
walk on water ⁣
and every time
you open your
eyes you see infinity?⁣
What if all this t
is already true?
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
unknown
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 Apr 2021 Udumbara
unknown
i was never your single star,
but she.. god she was your whole galaxy.
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
eileen
the things I do
to hear the rain fall

I hate to dream
and fall asleep

in the middle of
the city

where no one can
see or hear me

the people are mean
and then so nice
you don't know what to think anymore

but everytime I talk to you
I lose my head

I don't know how to find myself after
all I can think of is you
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
AE
You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night

The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin

You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity

The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them

And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted

To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies

But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun

And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood

Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
My Dear Poet
a girl kissed a boy
and told him not to tell
he grew up to be a poet
with a promise kept so well
till he wrote one day a poem
that she’s found reading, but forgot
and wondered if it’s really him
and thinking that it’s not
but buried within these pages
and hidden within the rhyme
were words dripping from his lips
caressing every line
so she came in a little closer
and read it to the end
and found him in the poem
and kissed his lips again
Now it’s your turn not to tell
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
Nicole
bridges
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
Nicole
eyes softly caressing
fingertips alighting in goosebumps
whispers beckon the night

all are bridges to you
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
Hank Helman
Haunt
 Apr 2021 Udumbara
Hank Helman
Don't say that you'll love me forever,
Please don't,
Please, please never ever pray for me,
After today.

What I want to know, what I must know,
Listen closely,
Is--  can you, will you, forget me,
Don't cry

You have the rest of your life.
Hold me,
You must not live in my shadow, our shadow,
Tighter please.

Tonight we tag the best of our times,
Our children,
Tonight we laugh until we are drunk with joy,
So beautiful.

Promise me when I am gone,
Promise me you will move on.

Say it.
I overheard this conversation when visiting my mother in a cancer ward. It stuck.  The lady who was sick was scheduled to die with dignity the next day. I've paraphrased but not much. I think about her from time to time  hh
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