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 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
wishing she was dead
didn't get there on her own
she was manipulated by the silence
while love was unknown

left her body without bruise
but her mind was beaten black and blue
so she was left abused
while he stood over her muse
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
Untitled
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
i’m opening my eyes to see
everything i strive to be
this is how a hero flies
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Sydney Noxon
Who would have imagined that we would end up like this?
Your number deleted off of my phone,
And not a word exchanged in 4 months.
I remember our new year's kiss of 2014.
The tight grip on my waist,
And traces of a smile across my face.
But now it's only been twenty-four minutes into the next new year,
And I'm already spending it with tears in my eyes.
To think we started off a year together
And ended things only eight months later
Really shows you how much time changes people
And makes them into a person that you didn't fall in love with.
I'm sitting here missing you,
And you don't even give a **** about me.
So go enjoy your next 365 days without me,
And go kiss some other girl to start off the new year.
Lord knows that it won't be me,
And I'll never let myself back into your arms.
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
ugly
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
ugly is a word that’s been overused
it means you’re happy without makeup and your high heels shoes
it means you don’t see in the mirror what they try to tell you
ugly is a weapon used in war
fat means your rib cage sorta hangs out
and you don’t eat much because your stomach’s full of doubt
and it’s hard to believe that you’re able to breathe
with the rope they have on you
 Dec 2014 rose14195
Riot
new years
 Dec 2014 rose14195
Riot
it's been a long year
it'll all be different now
to all who made a change
come up and take a bow
but for the rest of us
maybe this time
it's a new year
don't stay behind
don't change who you are
but don't stay the same
be the person you always wished you could claim
WHERE I GO FROM THIS SHORE..
WHERE I HAVE REACHED
FROM THAT SHORE..
YESTERDAY
THOSE WHO BROUGHT ME
HERE IN THE BOAT OF LOVE ..
TODAY IT DISAPPEARED IN THE FOGG. .
THE DISTANCE OF TWO SHORES
TRYING TO MAKE US SEPARATE
FROM EACH OTHER. ..
WITH THIS NOW
YOU ARE VERY FAR AWAY FROM ME.
EVEN THOUGH
I KNOW THAT
YOU ARE VERY CLOSE TO ME
.LIKE A HEART AND THROB. .
MADE for EACH OTHER. .
TODAY I AM LYING HERE
WITH YOUR THOUGHTS...
TOO MUCH HURT
TOO MUCH LOSING. ...
.YOUR MEMORIES
KILLING ME SOFTLY
AND I AM NOT RESISTING FROM IT.
.I AM STILL ALONE HERE
WAITING FOR YOU
INTO THIS SHORE OF DARKNESS SCREAMING ALOUD. ..
BUT NO ONE IS HERE TO HEARD MEE..
.I AM DROWNING
HERE IN THE SHORE...
NO ONE WILL COME TO SAVE ME
TO PULL ME..
FROM YOUR MEMORIES. .
WHERE I GO DON'T KNOW. ..
WHERE I WILL REACH DON'T KNOW ...
BUT I AM WAITING
AND NEED FOR YOUR LOVE BOAT ....
ONE DAY
IT WILL AGAIN APPEAR
ON THIS SHORE.....*
.MGO
///
Stars are in the darkness
I never been baffled,
The beauty of darkness
Even as far as she stays

You're in the fog
Mist in the shadows,
Grows very agile into me
Though it could be lost within the darkness

Boat on the river
Wave's chest gravel
No matter how far away it is travelling
That only owned this world

Moon bows to this dim earth
Bees come back to the chest of flower
As you come back to me again,
Surrender to the love-
///
@Musfiq us shaleheen
///

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ভালোবাসের কাছে আত্মসমর্পণ
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অন্ধকারের মধ্যে তারারা  
আমাকে হতাস করেনা
আধারের সুন্দর্য,
সে যতই দুরে থাকুক না

কুয়াশার মধ্যে তুমি
ছায়ার মধ্যে কুহেলিকা
আমায় অতি চঞ্চল করে,
যদিও সে মিলিয়ে যাই ওই আধারে

নদীর বুকে নৌকা
ঢেউ এর বুকে নুড়ি
সে যতই দুরে যাকনা কেন,
সেটা এই পৃথিবীর    

ফিকে পৃথিবীর কাছে চাদ নতজানু
ফুলের বুকে ওই মৌমাছি হারমানে
তুমি ফিরে  আসবে বারবার আমার কাছে,
আত্মসমর্পণ করবে এই ভালোবাসের কাছে
///
@মুসফিক উস সালেহীন
Surrender to Love/ভালোবাসের কাছে আত্মসমর্পণ
 Dec 2014 rose14195
MysteryBear
I can't help but cry when a baby cries for her mom as though she could make things alright again. It reminds me of my mom when she cried for grandma in her sleep to take away the pain of her terminal illness but all I could do was watch.
Not as much a poem as a confession
 Dec 2014 rose14195
Riot
Untitled
 Dec 2014 rose14195
Riot
brace yourselve
oh people
of fairytales and friends
it's time someone told you the truth
the face of you
oh people
who talks on your behalf
will never talk to you
there comes a time in your life
were people think they know you
but the truth is they speak for you
and never speak to you
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