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 Apr 2018 Imran Islam
FMBurhan
I pictured an early morning blue sky
And how golden rays of Sun reach my eye
the way the aroma of black coffee pierce through my nose
When you and I lay inert with half closed eyes

I dreamt of evening walks through those far away cities
Far away cities where love was innocent
Wandering through those lake side valleys
And dreamt how you and I dwell on fantasies

I imagined a midnight moments town
Sitting beside a road side creepy valley
And imagined how you and I looking at the desperate stars
And finding a destination to reach
We all are lost dreamers in this endless universe. sometimes we wish to stay dreaming just because we find our dreams more pleasant than our reality. I'm still that obstinate dreamer that I have been in my childhood because I do always dwell on dreams...
рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рджрд┐рд▓ рд╕реЗ рдЪрд╛рд╣рдирд╛ рдореЗрд░реА рдЖрджрдд рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рдЖрдкрдХреА рдпрд╛рдж рдореЗрдВ рдЦреЛ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛┬ардореЗрд░реА рдЗрдмрд╛рджрдд рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рдЖрдЦрд┐рд░реА рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕ рддрдХ рд╕рд╛рде рдирд┐рднрд╛рдКрдВрдЧрд╛ рдЖрдкрдХрд╛ рдореИрдВ,
рдЖрдкрдХрд╛ рд╕рд╛рде рдЕрдм рддреЛ рдореЗрд░реА рдореБрд╕реНрдХреБрд░рд╛рд╣рдЯ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,

рдЬрдм рджрд░реНрдж рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рд╣реЛ,рдЖрд╣реЗрдВ рдореИрдВ рднрд░рддрд╛ рд╣реВрдБ,
рдЫреБрдк рдХрд░ рдЗрд╕ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рд╕реЗ,рдЕрдХреЗрд▓реЗ рдореЗрдВ рдмрд╣реБрдд рд░реЛрддрд╛ рд╣реВрдБ,

рд╕реВрдЦреА┬а┬ардкрдВрдЦреБрдбрд╝рд┐рдпрд╛рдВ рднреА рдЕрдм рдЧреБрд▓рд╛рдм рдмрди рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рд╡рд┐рд╖реИрд▓реА рд╢рд░рд╛рдм рднреА рдореАрдареА рд╢рдмрд╛рдм рдмрди рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рдорд┐рд▓рдиреЗ рд╣реА рдПрдХ рдЦреНрд╡рд╛рдЗрд╢ рджрд┐рд▓ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдЬрд╛рдХреЗ,
рдЕрдм рдкрд▓ рдкрд▓ рддреЬрдкрддреА рдореБрд▓рд╛рдХрд╛рдд рдмрди рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,

рдЗрди рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЖрдкрдХреА рддрд╕реНрд╡реАрд░ рд╕рдЬрд╛рдпреЗ рдмреИрдард╛ рд╣реВрдБ,
рдЗрд╕ рджрд┐рд▓ рдореЗ рдорд┐рд▓рди рдХреА рдЖрд╕ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдпреЗ рдмреИрдард╛ рд╣реВрдБ,

рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рд╣рд░ рдкрд▓ рдПрдХ рдореАрдареА рдЧреАрдд рдмрди рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рднрдБрд╡рд░реЗ рдХреА рдЧреБрдирдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣рдЯ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░реА рд╕рдВрдЧреАрдд рдмрди рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рдХрд▓ рддрдХ рдЬреЛ рдмрдиреНрдж рдкреЬреА рдереА реЫреБрдмрд╛рдБ рдореЗрд░реА,
рдЖрдЬ рдЖрдкрдХреЗ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдореЗрдВ рд╣рд░ рд▓рдлреНреЫ рдЧреЫрд▓ -рдП-рдЬрдЧрдЬреАрдд рдмрди рдЧрдИ рд╣реИред
You in me
A dive scuba
Completely

Like a soul quenching
Soulmate
Memories intact

amongst
the ┬аchaos┬а┬аin┬а┬а┬аyour┬а┬а head
┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а
┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а

Your words sit silent in a mouth which no longer speaks

Frustration and anger

show

behind coNfuSEd eyes┬а┬а

Features at times expressionless
A canvas blank
Void of colours

Take my hand
I shall guide you
Watch out for you
Protect you
Be your voice
So you are heard
Understood
Cared for
Loved
My husbands illness
 Apr 2018 Imran Islam
Benji James
If not for hellopoetry
I would have given up
The writing was starting to take its toll
Left me emotionally exhausted
I was forced to take a break
For all my energy it had drained
Sleepless nights, endless lines
Trying to switch off my brain
Left me depressed
When sentences formed
A story I'd tell
About my life in hell
Sometimes dramatised to a new level
Sometimes I have seen myself become the devil
All my emotions that stain the page
The blood, sweat and tears
Written into each line
Left me losing moments in time
And for this writing became a crime
Didn't feel like I was utilising my mind
Until recently I realised this was the only legacy
I would leave behind
I've seen this art in a whole new light
Through words on a page, I've shown my fight
I've shown all my emotions, I have been totally open
Gave my all in every line
Sprinkled in a flavour of rhyme
If not for hellopoetry all I'd have is blank pages
A mind full of lines, forgotten in time
Took some time to unwind
And that is when I realised
These writings and I are bound for life
I've learned to embrace this now
Finally proud of all my works,
how has it taken me this long
To fall in love with this art
If not for hellopoetry
An appreciation I would never have tasted
And this whole community I've embraced it
Don't care if you love or hate it
It's made me make some changes
If not for hellopoetry
There are talents I may never have uncovered
Some of us are still so young,
Still, more room left to improve
The elder ones raising us up
Understanding a whole new love for this art
I once said These lyrics were written in blood
Straight from the arteries from my heart
That metaphorically speaking
I spread all I am, all across the page
Bled the led with what I felt┬а┬а
So much heart into every verse
All this time it was never a curse
It was something special I've been gifted
To get all these thoughts out of my system
If not for hellopoetry
I wouldn't be here...caught within this poetic atmosphere

┬й2018 Written By Benji James
Hide me in the sea
I will crawl out of my skin,┬а┬аso I can finally breathe
Life is so unpredictable things will never be perfect. Appreciate what you have. Learn from your mistakes.
it is a violet hue
an indigo sky

something in the color you bring
that is harmonious
and glues all the pieces together

sometimes the glue remains wet
but time lets the wounds heal
and the glue finally dries

putting all the pieces of the puzzle together
revealing the larger family picture
something that makes sense to us

you are apart of the sense
the knowing
the teaching

it never hurts to continue learning
next time i see you, you'll show me a hundred different ways to say the same things.
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