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 Apr 2016 Neha shimoga
Graff1980
Dear, your dainty dandelions
are dancing daringly across
the dirt path way
straight up to my driveway
and it is very creepy.
 Apr 2016 Neha shimoga
summer
no,
don't choose him,

don't take him hand,
stop flirting.

it's a bad idea,
he will break you heart,

stop it,
stop touching his arm,

he is the bad kind,
you know it,

don't do it,
don't follow him,

go the other direction,
your going the wrong way,

come back,
don't do it,

please,
come back,
 Apr 2016 Neha shimoga
Torin
I was born into a storm I could never calm,
When wind shaken shutters rattle against the time warped windows,
And the growl of thunder reaches even your very bones, fragile and broken,
Where there is no light, only lightning, only darkened skies, and tears we cry,

I was born on a battle field as blood was flowing,
The angry rage of war, the soldiers last lament, would be the first thing that I hear,
The iron clank of swords, the deafening   blast, the cannon *****
It's a war I fear will wage long after I am gone, and I'm dust again,

I was born into the storm, the tornadoes, the hurricanes
The spin that was the first thing my innocent eyes would see
The flood which inundates and makes most of the world suffocate,
And I learned to breath

I was born into the storm
I was born to love the storm
The screen maximized  and there you were
waiting patiently for me
and for the first time I really heard you speak my name.
  You lighten up the screen, you transcend.
I was captivated by your mysterious looks.

Something felt sweet and innocent,
was it your shyness..
Or was it in my private thoughts?

As we tease each other:
I saw fears within your eyes.
With the breakthrough,
you saw the joy within mine
For true love is passionate love that never fades:

Never again would we hide our feelings,
or made to feel abashed of what was meant to be.
Our eyes stare into the camera, our souls reconnected:

You made me feel whole again, when we talk of love
How many times since our reunion have we seen the blueness of the sky?
the lovely smell of the blooming roses from miles away
These forbidden ****** desires of a platonic love affair pressing
deep into the core of my heart.

Not free to be in each other’s arms, but brave enough to
Follow our hearts: we’ve set the bar high
Now we must reach for the star..
I tried to sleep tonight. I'm exhausted but sleep will not come. You're on my mind. Tis like my soul you've made undone. I cannot see you for a while, the little ones won't agree. But oh if you could hold me in your arms, at peace I could be. I pray to God that you dream a little dream of us. One that puts a smile on your face and makes you, for us, full of lust. I know that when I dream, we are together, a picturesque serene. I also pray that if you read this, it will not scare you off. Dear my heart is not quite ready for that L word, love. But to have you stay in my life, would mean the world to me. Maybe soon it'll be ok, and the little ones will agree.
My lover, my friend has yet to meet my children outside of church. I don't know if he ever will. That is for me to decide and him to want.
 Mar 2016 Neha shimoga
Matt
I am an Adult Miniature
Which means
I kinda sort am an adult

But too poor
To live by own
And support myself

But I do the things adults do
Like workout
And I sometimes go to work

And I feel kind of
Awkward sometimes

I will watch a movie now
Because I don't
Know any women
To hang out with

Well this is my life
The life of
An adult miniature
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