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 Apr 2015 Jason Chae
Àŧùl
You have imprinted all your memories here,
And now you do not have to at all fear.

You just tell me what and I will not just hear,
With all my soul I will always strive to listen.

You look beautiful in the night lamp dear,
For all the beads of your sweat will glisten.

You look gorgeous with those pearls there,
From your forehead they all are descended.

You appear youthful with those curls here,
Around your ears they all are so nicely coiled.

You appear deadly with those curvy eyes,
Lucky me I'll cherish their charms for lifelong.

You look fabulous with your lips quivering,
Even in my dreams I have not been luckier.
My HP Poem #835
©Atul Kaushal
 Apr 2015 Jason Chae
Àŧùl
She is my special angel,
Smiling her eyes twinkle,
Should it get only brighter,
Shining better than any star,
Shall I not drown down them,
Smells so sweet the lovepotion,
So beautiful scent of sweetness.

The only gorgeous things for me,
Turn me on as I stare into these,
Truly magical the brown orbs,
Twinkling just as stars in sky,
Thinking so I yearn for her,
Turning this life for better,
To infinity our aim is set.
My HP Poem #840
©Atul Kaushal
the truth? i like you.
A lot. You make me
happy. You make me
laugh. you're smart.
     You're different.
You're a little crazy,
and  awkwared, and
your smile alone can
make my day.
Love is a flower open to the sun,
Hate is a cavern, a hole, craven,
Black, empty, a dank drowning,
Under light.  Love is one season,

Hate is transitory. Love is eternal,
Of vast nebulas, to outer reaches
In galaxy are nurseries with stars
Being born, light, alive with light.

Love is the lasting of conquerors,
The first line, defense, existence,
Love takes all in one communion,
Breaking the dark as the morning
Sun.  Love is conundrum, love IS.

Hate is a construct, the blotched
That bleeds where life is seeding,
Rot better to cut, spoil unneeded,
Hate will come to nothing, for life
Is love, love is all and everything.
Maybe
The falter of her step
Will trigger a
Mini tsunami.
But
There still is
The sound of gravel hitting stone
And
Brick upon brick;
Reconstruction
means
Beautiful noise, too.

She'll cause the world to
Stop and stare
Either way.
 Sep 2014 Jason Chae
Pug Rollins
Come, they shout against the light
No reality within their words
Nor is there any distortion behind it
Afar from unreality
Adieu they bid to us
Accept your fate, our loved one
And so it comes back to bite you
There's a secret pattern. Edgar Allen Poe did it first.
 Sep 2014 Jason Chae
Pug Rollins
Because it seems that brevity is wit
No more words
10 word poem.
 Aug 2014 Jason Chae
Jamie
Light
 Aug 2014 Jason Chae
Jamie
Lost is where I am
.. again ..
thoughts a thousand
all ending the same
when am I going to move on
to a
different
guiding light
 Aug 2014 Jason Chae
Jamie
Everytime I do something for you
Your smile makes it all worth while
 Aug 2014 Jason Chae
Jamie
Alone
 Aug 2014 Jason Chae
Jamie
Today I feel alone
But I know that

I am alone everyday

But on good days
I seem to forget
Not a great day
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