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Robert 4d

I was the shore, and she was the wave;
And like them both only one of us could behave.
I was a dandy lion, and she was a rose;
For it matches the tint of her cheeks and the hue of her nose.
I'd give her a song, and she'd give a smile;
We then just stayed like that for a while.
I moved to slow, while she ran fast;
Now all I have are memories of a shaded past.
In the end I was the moon, she was the sun;
Apart forever and never to be one.

Griefenite 4d

Glimmer

I hope you can see me
it happened just as you wished it to
but you weren't the one to free me
even if you thought you saw it through
you never let the breeze graze my skin
my savior? a thief making away with the mirror
maybe if I knew sooner how little it hurt to sin
but alas you couldn't too overcome with terror
and you soaked in your pond of dyes while he had a grin
and as you faded into the colors I held you
your treachery was not without meaning
I knew you saw me too
I couldn't let you feel me
wasn't that all you wanted to tell shoo?
we'll draw again one day on the same canvas
none of our lights in surplus

Sadiya bashir 4d

Region

Remain me scent remind me when I’m not there remind me rose remind me when I’m not near
Remind me pain remind with my own fair

paul sheridan 4d

*******

used to hit the keys
on that old type writer
until it eventually gave in
and said what I wanted

Lynn Stillman 4d

Rascal (Tanka)

My cat named Rascal
That was his name, plus his job
Bell on his collar,
to warn us of his mischief
Toilet papered the whole house.

Ami Mathur 4d

One sided love - A spiteful tool

You feel the world;
Did you ever feel?
The collusion; My heart's reverb.
Here I am standing on this bridge
Of this renowned suburb.

In this darkness,
I am hovering under this dim light.
You are named as the daughter of the Dew.
Or crowned a princess of rain instead—
And I?
No meaning, Just a name —
Poorest among all - the peasant face
As in the stories — the gloomy chase.

Walking on this wooden ridge,
Waiting for that angelic smile,
Waiting for that heavenly face.

How to be with you?
Can I be among those few
Yes, the ones
Who always get a chance to meet you.

I know now, why those poets laughed at me.
And called me as wise among the fools
I adore you but I hate this one sided love
A Spiteful tool.