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It takes Just one kiss that reaches the stomach
And explodes into a million fluttering butterflies
It takes toll on your mind
And suddenly your floating in a sea of clouds
When did this happen?
When did you reach your own heaven?
When You found love
And love found you
You’re stuck in this seemingly endless game of emotions
Ups and down, twists and turns
You stay exactly where you are
Simply because you love the storm itself
For months the storm blows on
You’re blinded by love and passion
You don’t care that the storm is slowly killing you
You’re losing yourself without knowing where your going
One day this storm stops,
It’s all collapses on itself and the words are said
“It’s over”
The two words that cut deeper than knives
When did this happen?
When did you reach your own hell?
You got heart broken
And you are broken
You’re stuck in this seemingly endless depression
Nothing makes you happy
You have no energy to try and make yourself feel
You’re stuck
Days roll on and weeks speed by
You’re numb to anything and everything
You lose friends and lose sanity
You just don’t care
But Just when you think you’ll never find happiness it comes
You giggle a little more
People fall in love with your smile again
And love, you are okay
You start to realize you’re beautiful in your own way
Someday someone will do anything to be yours
You’ll find peace with yourself
And you will have the love of your life when it’s meant to be
Just hold in there
As the sea is dolorous
My soul is untamable
As the moon perpetuate the sea
One can make me conclusive
But who can bottle that be?

The sea may reverberate
My affection may extravasate
The moon dispassion the waves
Of my life's precipitation
Who can prevail against me?

As deep as the sea
Is my love and my heart
As the moon faultless the sea
I need someone to quiescent me
Who can rival me?

The sea is so atramentous
As is my disposition
The moon luminosity it's light
Can someone genuinely love me
And make me whole?

I need a camaraderie
Like the moon and the sea
Commensurate and exhaustive
Come find me
If you dare
I'm lost at sea.
This is the sea of love
 Mar 2016 Jesica
Morgan
...
 Mar 2016 Jesica
Morgan
...
(it's not the first impression that matters most, it's the last but the tragedy is that you know when you are with someone for the first time, you don't always know when it's the last.)
 Mar 2016 Jesica
Gourab Banerjee
Magnificent compassion
Eternal beauty.
Patience of yours;behind all existence...!
Be a devil or a saint
All upon your consent.
Whether Monsoon
Or a
Dry Winter evening.
The only day of a last longing Spring
Will wait until the eternity.
I know unless you're on earth
Gravity will never betray.
A single droplet of my tear
I know
Is enough to fill up
The ocean in you.
So,what the debt so prolonged
Like the dew on leaves;felt as in the symbol of pristine.
I behold you as it's never ending
As like a flower of Lotus
Hundred of petals reflecting a single view.-08.03.2016
 Mar 2016 Jesica
Xphaedos
Don't look back now
Let go of the blame
What's happened, has happened
Don't partake in the shame
Shame isn't a party
It isn't much fun
So learn to look past it
Don't ******* run

I know that you're brave
I know that you're strong
I know you wouldn't ever do any wrong
So stop wallowing in pity
And pick yourself up
You're an amazing person, just remember -
Never give up
Your results may vary. But I hope this inspired you. Talk to your doctor if this poem isn't right for you. He'll write another prescription, and I'll keep trying to help you. I'll be off writing another poem. Always.
 Mar 2016 Jesica
rootsbudsflowers
you
you
you
you
you
really
mess me up
inside.
 Mar 2016 Jesica
alex
façade.
 Mar 2016 Jesica
alex
you stand in
the grey;
because absolute
black or white
lacks
the beauty of
balance
that you love
so much.
stand in the middle of
the scales in
iustitia's hands;
that's what you
say when
someone asks
who are you with.
but in reality,
flip the coin over,
open the blindfolds,
rid of the façade.
and everyone
will find that you
are indeed the
most hideous.
the puppeteer
and the raisonneur;
everyone was fire
and chaos was the smoke.
but you, you
were the lighter.
inspired by a character.
 Mar 2016 Jesica
Xphaedos
Believe It
 Mar 2016 Jesica
Xphaedos
Have you ever wondered if you're worth something?
Have you ever told yourself you're worth nothing at all?
The least important, the smallest of small?
Stop it.
You're worth it.
Let yourself believe those three words.
Because I once was like you, but then I heard those three
Thought them, believed them
And now
Everything's alright, because one of my best friends finally
Is Me
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