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 Jun 2014 Mr X
Louise
~ Searching ~
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Louise



                  ~Why am I always searching
                       will I ever know?
                         What's it like to find it
                           to be at peace and to grow~

                                                 ~

                 ~Why am I always searching
                      should I let it come to me?
                        Yet I need to know the meaning
                          about all my life's meant to be ~

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 Jun 2014 Mr X
Drake Taylor
Dreams
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Drake Taylor
With stars in my eyes, I dream
I'm in love with ideas
Too insane just to settle 
I go forward with my dreams, because it's better than going back.
I reach for the stars in my eyes and I never stop. 
To fail would be to crumble and I'm not ready to crumble yet
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Drake Taylor
Eyes
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Drake Taylor
Sometimes a miraculous thing happens.

The body ages,
And the skin crinkles like an old plastic bag.
And even though the body fades, the soul still fights on.
And the soul comes through the eyes.
And the most crinkled, faded old people will have the deepest eyes. Sometimes deeper than any others. Their soul comes through their eyes and draws everything in.
They glow with a brilliance earned over many years,
And even though the body withers, the eyes stay bright.
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Jayanta
Probing her
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Jayanta
On my way to home
Every evening
I notice her
Looking through the window of the shop!

Observed,
“She is looking at me and smile!
Always stand near by the window!”
For no reason misses the time!

Looking through the window of the shop,
“Her sprawling look and smile
Remove all the exhaustion from me,
Pep up from side to side
With the dreams to meet her!  
Talk to her!”

Every evening
I noticed her,
Looking through the window of the shop!

For last thirteen years
Every evening
I noticed her
Looking through the window of the shop!

“To-day!
Stepped up
Through stairway
Get into the shop,
With all the dreams,
Rushed to the window
and searching for her”!

Noticed,
a strained model with garb
put on there ....
..............................! “


Feeling thirsty  
Tiredness encircled with.......
.........................
Trying hard to
Pull me
and reach home!
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Meenu Syriac
Love* is a game, the heart likes to play 
when it gets too bored.**    
__
Not even a crow should know
what now in you I confide
turning his voice too low
he drew him closer to his side.

The listener strained his ears hard
nodded his head in assent
he wouldn't divulge one word
of the secret shared that moment.

Soon his face started showing crease
his belly bulged like balloon
he started feeling ill at ease
the burden was no boon.

He told his wife *what now I say
not be passed to another ear
mustn't see the light of day
keep to yourself only my dear.


The secret did her badly tease
made her silent morose
she couldn't breathe without release
must tell someone her close.

The secret spread like forest fire
were talking too many men
winds breathed it in the air
sun shone on it poured rain!
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Mary Elizabeth
Lips as red as
     A rose,
In the height of
Summer's heat.

Heart as dead as
     The leaves,
In the waning of
Autumn's fall.

Skin as cold as
      The snow,
In the quiet of
Winter's night.

Mind as fragile as
       Seedlings,
In the dawn of
Spring's rebirth.
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