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 May 2017 Kenya83
Nida Mahmoed
I am sewing a dress
with the thread of strength,
And knots of ambitions,
And when it’s ready,
Then will iron it
with the remission,
I am sewing my broken soul!

By: Nida Mahmoed.
 May 2017 Kenya83
Debanjana Saha
Down the road
I walk pass by the nature
endless roads, sunset
lake, birds flying
showing me how to pause
& to enjoy the
fleeting moments
of life
endless happiness
all by my side
I look here & there
to share the joy
of nature's love
but found none.

Understood

That nature & me are one
enjoying being whole again
healing me with all its power
like baby on its womb
caressing me with all the winds
and showering its love
over-brimming!
Nature's powers are endless..
Love each moment spent in nature.
 May 2017 Kenya83
Jeffrey
We cracked the sun wide open
and drank till light spilled across our chins
then down our chests
until our shirts were drenched
your pale skin and pink petals
Glimmering through the sheer white wool

And not even the least put off
You tore your blouse right from your back
and roared with laughter and delight
tearing mine while running toward the shore

We pulled two stars down from sunset skies
And hung them from your gentle lobes
And though they tried could not eclipse
The light from your true self exposed

Growing weary from the day
We tore  fabric from the clouds
And made a blanket on the ground
Near the waters edge

We slipped out of our sun soaked clothes
And drank so gently from the moon
From root to crown in deep embrace
made love like lovers, friends and fools

We thanked the sun and thanked the stars
While drifting off to dream
interlaced our hands and legs and hearts
And rocked the night to sleep
I'm so grateful to have you all to share with, and for you to share with me.
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Star BG
Hello Hero
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Star BG
Today, I will be my own hero.

Hello self, I believe in you.
Hello me, I echo gratitude.
Hello, me,  I see a goddess.
Hello self, I now fly in oneness with all

StarBG © 2017
Part two of Courage Dear
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Sara Teasdale
I came from the sunny valleys
   And sought for the open sea,
For I thought in its gray expanses
   My peace would come to me.

I came at last to the ocean
   And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
   “Be kind and take me back!”

But the thirsty tide ran inland,
   And the salt waves drank of me,
And I who was fresh as the rainfall
   Am bitter as the sea.
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Jawad
WE ARE POETS
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Jawad
In our world,

Things have souls that flap;
           Stars always fall in love;  
                 Dreams feel the heartbeat of beyond;
           Colours swim in swarms;
Thoughts are surrounded by auras;
Love is always here;
Souls have mixed colours;
Hearts float around;
Feelings have their own logic;
Each dreams is surrounded by an aura;
Wings go beyond dreams;
Colours tend to share their feelings;
Flowers are ballet dancers.               
Things have hearts that play music;
The wings of souls sometimes make a sound;
                      Feathers often dream of beyond;
The heart beat of an aura is slow;
Souls smile through eyes;
Feathers shed tears, sometimes;                    
Hearts love to flirt with stars;
Things have dreams about feelings;
Auras always smile;                
Thoughts have multiple souls;
Wings have auras, too;
Stars kiss each other when the moon is not looking;
Colours have short dreams;
Love goes beyond;
Thoughts are in love with stars;
An average aura dreams every day;
Things smile to each other on occasion;
Hearts think in beats;
Feathers cry sometimes;
Hearts enjoy dancing with auras;
Bees write prose;
Beyond is always here;
Dreams come in many colours;
Tears are stars in disguise;
Here is always somewhere else;
A star’s heart beat is faster than light;
Smiles are portals to beyond;
Colours smile when they remember;
A dream’s wing is transparent;
Butterflies are secretly jealous of flowers;
The aura of a smile tells a story;
Feathers love colourful auras;  
                        All smiles dream about love;


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This is our world.
We are different.
We are beautiful.
We are *poets.
Poets are aware about their world in a different way.
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Nicholas Slater
Darkness sets in I feel so alone
Sometimes it's not enough to have you just on the phone
So I get a bit crazy and feel awfully needy
You know when I'm like this as I get a bit shirty
But then I see it and take responsibility
As I begin to feel a awfully *****
My love you are everything to me my breathe of fresh air
Dont you think we make such an amazing pair?
I love you with my heart and soul
My fire for you burns hotter than coal
Orange bright light with love and passion
You have made such a huge impression
I miss you so much my darling butterfly
Oh I think you are totally divine
Your skin so soft as a baby's ***
Your *** shaped like a perfect plum
Hips sublime legs to die for
Your lips touching me to the core
So I'm writing you this so you can understand
Everything I do now is towards our plan
I love you more and more each day
I'm coming very soon hopefully to stay
Everything I see I see you everywhere
Angelina I miss you I really do care x
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Agent G
One of Us.
 Apr 2017 Kenya83
Agent G
She checks in. On a moving box without knowing her last stop.
He welcomes her with demanding hands – Wide open,  waiting to be blessed.
Hurriedly she scans for a comfy spot, the perfect Spot to rest her weary spine.
Engulfed with the scenery, she looks on with wide eyes, yearning for more.
Unbeknownst to her, she is someone’s treasure.. Loved and wanted back home.
She sits Still taking it all in like food to her soul, she knows not when or where to stop.
Passengers on and off, with each smile, the reassurance of a life well lived.
Heavy nods grace her feet, a subtle reminder of what is to come.
Should we cheer her on? Some ponder. No one knows who she is.
She starts to drift away, loudly but calmly like tamed waves.
No one dares to speak, no one takes notice, we can’t be our sisters keeper.
last  stop, he wakes her.. It’s time to get off
She’s been long gone… Cold to the touch.
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