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 Feb 2013 Nithin purple
Anon C
No need to touch you
to be
   madly in love
 Feb 2013 Nithin purple
Marian
A sweet dear friend who is like a sister to me
she is kindhearted and sweet too
I love the friendship between us both
it is sweet and pure like a snowfall
for our friendship is as pure as snow
I love her
and friends forever we shall be!!

*~Marian~
For my dear friend, Sophia! I really think of her as a sister!
I love you, dear friend! I wish you happiness, and brightest sunshine forever!!
I'll study the demise in your eyes and wonder if there was ever a time that you cried
For your loss.
I'll copy and trace the structure of your face and realize that
I am you.
Then I will show you a picture of my Dad and tell you but
This
Is my father.
Your genome may construct the structure of my bones but
I am his daughter.
And I am my mother
And I wonder, if you'll find it any if at all meaningful-
When I look you in the eyes and ask you
How someone so ugly
Can create something so beautiful.
When God created you,
He created the creation of me
And all I know about my identity is that I'm half Haitian
But that limb fell off from my family tree.
I pray
That God finds it in his heart to love you
Because God doesn't love the ugly.
Fortunately,
My skin may be tinted from the sins that make me your kin
But from the outside in
I look just like my mother.
Do you remember what she looks like?
My name is Rissa Ann Perkins, and I hope that you can't sleep tonight.
I hope that you frame a photo of my face in your brain
And if ever again should you dream,
I hope you wake up screaming my name.
Are you ashamed?
I'm not here to blame you
I came to show you
Just. How. Beautiful. I. Am.
And I just have to know what it feels like
To know that
I
Am you.
You gave me life.
I am you,
And I don't even love you.
So I have to know,
Do you love yourself?
For your love, I could have gone to war and fought right back,
Lately, we've been so off track.
I heard that you don't love me anymore
Words keep spreading round and round as our stars align
You’ve become a fugitive in this love
Running from a feeling that’s been so strong
One last year, has come and gone
It’s been forever since you left me standing in the rain
After all this waiting, dont tell me ‘ you have nothing left to say’
And now i’m all alone in this world,
I would have given you the universe but you left, why?
You keep making excuses, saying that I'll never understand,
Truth be told, I just kept waiting for you to hold my hand
But baby no, you don't love me no more.
I know it's sloppy and it's not one of my best writings but I just thought i'd share how I felt a life time ago. (:
Expectations
Dangled.  
Overhead.
Just out of grasp.
So you reach.
Stretch.
Squirm.
Climb.
As hard.
As long.
As you possibly can.
And sometimes, you grasp it.
And sometimes, you don’t.
December 2013
i cannot name your smile
it is fragile and it does not
last
but i will give you hope
for it, for it most anything
i will give you
my laugh for it, and by it
regenerate,
through It a new Spring.

i would say to you that "i
do not know your scar"
, but i will give you
a kiss for it
to mend, Oh!
for it to mend, most anything
for you, for your health
i would
Name each planet your name,
each speckled rill of starlight, your name.

but what for
your heart your curse your
fleeting love?

for that, my
love i give you my love.
 Jan 2013 Nithin purple
Anon C
Music
 Jan 2013 Nithin purple
Anon C
What is this sound
melodic, pure, a feeling washes over me
one like jumping into a clear mountain spring
rushing through sand dunes giggling as I stumble
skydiving, knowing I am safe and will forever fly
this sound makes me want to listen always
like the birds singing and the winds whisper
the trees swaying telling their secrets
sunshine bathing me warming me to the core
the sound is your laughter
and it is my favorite music
if you would not mind laugh again please
I wish to dance
our
myriad
loves -
                               very
                           uniquely
                            human
                         conundrums,
hardly
ever
humdrum
                         how
                         then
                          exists
                          boredom?

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   19.01.2013
   Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
“Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“There are no uninteresting things, only uninterested people.”
― G.K. Chesterton

“I’m bored’ is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless, it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored.”
― Louis C.K.
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