Rachna Beegun

Rachna Beegun Oct 2016

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You threw me away just like I threw away time, on a boy who tricked me to think he was mine but in the end got betrayed.

#heartbreak #betrayal

Oct 2016

Bhumi

Because I love you.

"I told you to not talk. Then why you're following me?"* She yelled at him.

"Because I love you"* he said.

"Haha, Joke of the decade." She cried.
"Okay, If you love me, then why don't you have Time for me? Why do you always shout at me only because of the work pressure? she further added.

Because I love you he said.

"No, you don't." she started crying.
He sat her on the bed, grab her hand in his own, in the knee down posture on the floor he was.

"I extremely apologise for not giving time to you. I shouted at you because I love you. Person shout on whom he loves. In fact, for whom I am doing this? For you baby. You're my everything. I want you to live a luxurious and happy life with me. Without stress for the future. I want to secure everything. " he explained.

She hugs him.

"I love you" she said.

Because I love you? he asked.

#understanding #conceptual

Oct 2016

Emily B

inspired maybe

Sometimes I wonder

if I even survived
my childhood.

Maybe some part of me
is sleeping
up on the hill.

One of those
Nightmares
That I couldn't escape
Carried me off
In its jaws

and so maybe
I am planted.
Looking down
At all the people
I can't remember.

I hope that I am ashes.
I never wanted a stone.

Oct 2016

brian odongo

my perfect poem

You were my perfect poem
Brief but of many lessons
Our life was the perfect paradox
For love I thought we could rhyme

You hated all I ever loved,I loved all you hated
You said dirt was clean and the sun was cold
You desired tears for years
And resisted all advances of happiness

All you hated I had to forsake
For our love was at stake
But like a toddler you had fun with my feelings
Leaving our blindest love in darkness reeling

Yet my greatest victory was losing you
My severest pain was my sweetest gain
You schooled me through experience
My all-time worst teacher

You were my perfect poem
Eternity would be short to describe the undescribable
For when my hand is strong to hold the pen
Then my heart is weak to pen the words