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 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Valsa George
I hear a wind whispering from the hills
It comes down tickling the woodland rills
From far is heard the frightened murmur of leaves
As it pounces on them like wayside thieves

It shakes the branches of flowering trees
And their weak petals drop like confetti in the breeze
Over hills and trees it loves to skip and stray
Always in motion, never inclined to stay

It moves unhampered over streams and field
With no resistance to its might, they simply yield
Like a child, it romps over the sloppy meadows
In its gentle touch, dances the gleeful flowers

It skillfully pleats the blue chiffon of the ocean
Sometimes curling waves in electric motion
Over the sea it runs puffing up the sails
And over the sky heaping clouds in bales

Sometimes it steals furtively like a lover
And disappears kissing our cheeks under cover
Often it comes capering with a lilt and a swing
We feel delighted when we hear its merry song

Like a nomad, the wind roams from place to place,
Hiding its mysterious presence from our glance
From an unknown hide out it comes like a spirit
But always making us feel its vigorous might!

At times it gains force and roars like a beast
Felling trees and wreaking havoc with its twist
In rampage, it sweeps the sea and the ground
Triggering sparks of fear and horror all around
So happy to see this enthusiastic response to my straight and simple lines. I have no words to thank you dear friends, especially to Kim who has given an extra shine to my poem......!
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Tyrus
2AM
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Tyrus
2AM
Because its 2am
                                
                                                and im sitting in my bedroom alone

    thinking of ways to **** myself
                  thinking of reasons to hate myself  

                                                                  while you're sleeping



because I told you I was fine.
Thoughts- Which is better? To get help for your thoughts for the worry of another? Or let them think you're fine and let them sleep peacefully for once?
When my poems trend
How do they trend
Liked and loved
Lovely comments

Oh the perceptions
And my replies
Love them all

I post ,
Poets and poetesses
Friends
Do the reposts
Oh wow ,
I love the
Merry go Round

And then
The poem shines
On the front page

Alas !!!!
Graded yes Graded
Don't like that at all
A Big Sigh

As it's Snakes and ladders
All the time
And then comes
The great slide
Wow !!!
what a smooth ride
down the ramp
Zoom ....... it slips down

By the time I check
It's like Humpty Dumpty
Had a great fall
And ................,,,,
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty
Lol Lol Lol .........

Oh I did love the
Merry go Round
Yet the slide ride down
Wasn't bad  at all
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Muneer
Give me...
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Muneer
Give me a moment,
And I will give you an eternity
Give me a breath,
And I will dedicate every breath in my lungs for you.
Give me a secret,
And I will confide in you all my secrets
Give me a bit of your love,
And I will give you all of mine
Give me a smile,
And I will always give you a reason to smile
Give me a reason to come back,
And I will keep coming back for you
Give my heart a life,
And I will live for you.
Give me just a tiny piece of yourself,
And I will give you all of me.
-© M
Demand supply,
Absent present.
Tense.
To suffer is to exist.
The surprise of a surplus,
In nature.
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Surbhi Dadhich
We'll sink in the books
Ban all our sports
Yeah! Close all our doors
Of joy and fun
Make us a machine
Make us a calculator
And why not?
An advanced animal of destruction
Put on censorship
Start rule of dictatorship
Without any emotions
Make us robots
.....
We smiled
Cause we were under the camera..
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Imran Islam
I'm sorry, I'm not perfect
I'm sorry, I'm not like the others
I'm sorry, I don't care about anything.

You want to change me
You want me to be just like you
And just like everyone else.
You want to throw my close away.

You want me to listen to your song,
You want me to act like you
But where not the same
Where not the same
I think you know it.

I'm sorry, I'm not perfect
I'm sorry, I'm not like the others
I'm sorry, I don't care about anything.

Stop changing who I am
Stop telling me that I will be cool
And fit with the others.

I just want to be free
And run to my own
But you can't tell me anything
Cause I can do what I want

I don't want to be like others
So break away from the chains
But here comes the worst part.

I'm sorry, I'm not perfect
I'm sorry, I'm not like the others
I'm sorry, I don't care about anything…

Just cause I'm different
I don't want to do judge at
I don't want to be beaten up
I don't want to be looked down at
For the worst part is what.

I have to go through and I will it, it's the price
I'm not an alien where both humans
We all have a heart and belong to the same place
It's not cool to be a bully
And I think we both know it.

I'm sorry, I'm not perfect
I'm sorry, I'm not like the others
I'm sorry I don't care about anything.

Please let me be happy
Please let me be your friend
Even when we're not the same.
Please don’t treat me like I’m different.

I'm sorry, I'm not perfect
I'm sorry, I'm not like the others
I'm sorry I don't care about anything.
(Collaboration with Cesi)
{Mind of Cesi}
This meditative mind was my friend's thought. Cesi told me about 1 year ago it will be a song. Sorry, maybe I have missed some words and put it here.
 Nov 2017 Jazeera
Imran Islam
In the way of life the storms
will come again and again
But we'd take them away
by the punch of confidence
if the Himalayans prevent us.

Life has so many colorful dreams
The dam is disappointing them
But my thoughts and pen
will run away these poems,
It's not time to play the game of suicide!

We'll keep our feet on the ground
in the irritating fire anyway
We'll be brave in this world
because we are the younger generation
We believe in building a confident nation.
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