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 Feb 2014 Sakii
Saturday Jones
But fire is not always hot! It's not!
It slows down, it cools down, it stops!
It stops! Yes stops, then it drops and
rolls and does not start back up!

But ice is not always cold! Oh no!
It goes low, it grows old, it flows!
It flows! Yes flows, then it molds and
will never again have the same glow!

But I am not always me! You see!
I can be anything, it seems, so easily!
With ease! Yes ease, but then I leave and
struggle to cope with who I've been,
and the things I've seen!
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Sound Of Rain
Lights everywhere. Twinkling and shining.
Some shining bright like the sun,
those lights remind me of your eyes,
Some twinkling, almost like they're shy to be seen, like you.

Your eyes were a mixture of both the bright and twinkling lights,
You didn't like being seen ,
though even when you didn't want it, you'd get the attention.
Just like the stars.
At times, I like to assume that stars don't want to be seen,
that's the reason they keep twinkling, almost like illuminated eyes, blinking.
Wanting to see the world, so they open their eyes,
Then realizing that their eyes are bright and not wanting the attention,
they close their eyes.
It's an endless cycle. Repetition all the way.
Not wanting anyone to notice, but getting noticed anyways.
Written for this guy that I once knew. A.
Second Chances

If I were given a second chance
I Know what I would do
I'd take that chance and use it
To fall in love with you

I would somehow show you how I feel
And let you see inside
Not leave my feelings bottled up
My love I would not hide

I would give to you all I have
And allow for something new
Create that special moment
Known only by a few

If  I were given a second chance
I know what I will do
I would take that chance and use it
To fall in love with you


**Carl Joseph Roberts
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Kripi
In My Dreams
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Kripi
I think about you every day and night
In my dreams...

I sit with you at the day time
I meet with you every night in my dreams
We play
we laugh
we hug
we kiss
we love each other
..

In my dreams...

I love......

When you come closer to me
And i just take a step backward
You come forward
Me backward
And you forward
I just stop moving
And i see in your eyes which are full of love
And you come closer to me
....

In my dreams...

I love......

When you come more closer to me
I just close my eyes
And you say perfectly...."Baby!...I wanna love you!"
I look at you with love
And I say nothing
I just come little closer to you and
I touch your lips with mine
Ah...It feels so good
You stop
You become surprised
And ask me...Hey...How can you do this?...I mean you usually feel so shy..
I smile and reply...Dear!...Its my another style....I wanna love you too!..
You become so glad...
And the night begins
We love each other...As we are for each other
...

In my dreams**....
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Basko
Where is Simrik?
she's with me
In the kisses i give
the air i breathe

Where is Simrik.
shes in the flowers i pick
in the streets of lalitpur town
brick by brick

In the sloppy kisses
in my cheeks
under the trees
next to the creek
thats where is simrik
she's under my skin
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Alastur Berit
Simrik
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Alastur Berit
You must turn 16, soon. Before the year is over.
Your year of birth, your current age tell me.
Your birthday is yet to come.
You weren't born in Spring.
When leaves were springing green and wriggling their way out of the cold.
You weren't born in Summer, at least not yet.
But you could be,
the smell of crickets chirping through the air.
Or the sight of fresh flower smell.
Maybe fall, when
Campfires and trees all lean together against the wind
And the dark huddles close to keep warm.

Winter?
Are you days of weak and bleak, redeemed by
The penitence of snow?
Are you the sorrow of snowflakes
Or the loneliness of Christmas?
Do you know the sadness of winter, at fifteen?

You must turn 16, soon.
When you do, I hope the skies sing you a song.
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Ann M Johnson
You came into our lives like a shooting star
You dazzled us with your Amethyst light
You too quickly disappeared into the night
You made an impact on our lives
You remain in our hearts and our memories
We are forever changed because of you
This poem is first of all dedicated to my friend on here Jelly Belly who recently lost her Grandma.
Secondly to my Dad who when he was alive had a February Birthday
 Feb 2014 Sakii
Ann M Johnson
Thoughts of Spring consume my mind even as snow falls
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