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  Sep 2015 Sanam ojha
Rasheed Ibrahim
I’m amazed by how dazzling her eyes are
Coupled with a perfect nose without a mar
Lips as sweet as candy
Smile that all would fancy
I am proud to call her mine
Because she is an ensign
Of beauty and pulchritude
Nevertheless she carries the best attitude
The world is a better place with her
She is so vital like the breathing air
And her smile is what glares the earth every morning
Her absence would leave the world in a great mourning
Thoughts of life sans her is my biggest nightmare
The day I lose her my life would be blare
Vapid was my life
Till she arrived with her life
Full of liveliness and zestfulness
Ultimately, she’s become my angel of happiness
  Sep 2015 Sanam ojha
Levi
I
A café
One table and two chairs
Two coffees and a vanilla cake
She then: "You remember my favorite cake.
My very wish in the morning every time I wake."
     And he then observing: "How can I not, my lovely thing."
She then: "How warming your smile takes my breath
That I fell blue if you walk away. That’s why I love you."
     And he then with a kind smile: "I know and also
     I love you."

What a lovely day that even angels sing.


II
One afternoon
A couple of unhappy months or so
On a park under a gloomy birch-tree
She then crying: "Please hear me out,
I’m sorry."
     And he then: "Why? Please don’t make me worry."
     He then crying: "Don’t tell me you don’t love me anymore.
                                   This doesn’t make any sense."
…Silence

This cloudy afternoon walks with pain and sadness.


III
On a rainy day
She then crying: "My heart is breaking what you have done
Smile for me once to heal my collapsing heart."
     And he then: …Silence
She then sobbing: "Remember the bitter day we talk
I take back the one that hurt you the worst part."
     And he then: …Silence
She then wailing: "Please come back to me
I love you, more than songs can say."
     And he then: …Silence

A girl in a garden of remembrance where he stay...
  Sep 2015 Sanam ojha
Jose Gonzalez
I would gladly bear the stones being cast at her from the crowds,
in that she no longer feels their stings.
Upon my back I would carry the world weighing heavy upon her
giving ease from tribulations, trials, and worry.
My ears, and time would be given without second thought,
In when her voice seems to gain no meaning or audience.
I would blanket her and hold her close when all seems unreal,
for her to know comfort, understanding, and there is meaning to it all.

Know that whether it be of spirit, mind or body, I am at the ready!
  Sep 2015 Sanam ojha
TigerEyes
She wanted him
to turn around
for the very last time
taking
an emotional snapshot
to keep like a secret
a memory to hold onto
their last moment together
like a symphony...
She wanted him
to turn around
for the very last time
so she could remember the flicker of gold in his eyes
the way the sunlight reflected off of it
dancing passionately toward her
instead he kept walking away
quickly
making it clear in an instant that he was gone
and, that he had closed the door
on her heart,
forever
and, as she turned and walked away from him
pushing the door open
to walk down the stairs
she felt their lives ripping apart...

wishing hard that she had looked into his eyes
more
just to keep a secret...
one she knew deep within her soul
he would never tell...
because
their symphony had ended
long ago.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove August 31st, 2015
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