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Ron Conway Sep 2019
When our reason draws so clearly
And not be embellished
Slipping tripping reckless under nights green, blue undulations
Time tumbling in motion  
Everyone's hopes are shaken
Delivering our moments in nagging instances of now
                                                             ­         rc
Acrostic: Words can be strung but Time has dominion
Ron Conway Sep 2019
Evoking visions earth removed
Mind in numb defence falls upon love
Obediently facing
The heavens eternal
Imitating; never seeing a naked imperfection that yesterday
Offered falsehoods
Never understanding and never can escape
                                                         rc
This is a double acrostic reading vertically and horizontally
"Ever mindful of the insanity of nuance"
A B Faniki Aug 2019
Friday the 1st of August,2019 started with a
Little drizzle of rain but by one o'clock pm
Of that day -huge sheet of rain was falling
On everything in my sight, this
Droplets as little as they are, began to increase
In number and in no time began to carry everything
Not tied to the ground those tied down, they destroy
And carry the pieces, I could have sworn I heard their voice
Until the lapping of water drowns the voices.
Giving orders to each other as they go on doing what they do best
Under the sky finding their way back home to the ocean,
Sea or river of their choice. This August visitors have
Taking many lives and things worth millions in less than 24 hours.
© A B Faniki 8/17/2019 acrostic poem form . This work is about flood in august the Acrostic reads FLOOD IN AUGUST front vertical..  All right reserved part of banal tell work I hope u enjoy it
Anon Aug 2019
Emotionless through the years,
many didn't see,
possibly because they didn't want to.
Talking might have helped... but they were too busy.
Yet they'll be the first to cry once I'm gone.
Just wanted to remind everyone to check on your friends and family. You never know what someone is going through.
Àŧùl Aug 2019
A beautiful saga of love and longing,
Turns now towards its completion,
Ultimately turning into achievement,
Love gets stronger like black coffee.

A melodious voice says my name,
Not fearing the society or religion,
Demanding only love from me.

Jelling deliciously is this pudding,
Excellent is this sweet romance,
Neither shameful nor shameless,
Indians from two different religions,
Few attempt what we plan for us,
Alive for each other and our families.

Living for the good of all life on Earth,
I love her and she loves me back,
Veil of her face is an elegant blue,
Elegant are her eyes from the slit,
Deriving pleasure from my imagination.

How we must get together,
A married couple is by hard work,
People do get old and die together,
People otherwise die in loneliness,
I am so blessed in this togetherness,
Love me you do in an untouched way,
Yet I feel you by my side in my life.

Evening the odds through honesty,
Victory is definite for both of us,
Even for peace, it will be a union,
Reason will only be love, our love.

Actually, I think that we shall do it,
Fatwas will never work against us,
Threats will be there but relax,
Except the Maulvi, none will bother,
Rest of them, our love will smother.

Truthfulness in your kind young face,
Heavenly is the sight to behold,
Earnestly we must get married,
Irate letters we shall then face,
Rising higher in the heavenly eyes.

Marriage is not just a wonderful word,
Also it is a beautiful permanent bond,
Rings in our fingers will mean more,
Rings and a Mangalsootra as well,
In our dreamland, we are together,
Atypical life we shall celebrate,
Gleefully we shall see our babies,
Eternal gifts by this love story of ours.
A romantic acrostic.
Lived happily ever after their marriage.
My HP Poem #1756
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl Jul 2019
Here it goes... :-)
So, you descended from those skies,
The moment I saw those pink eyes,
I fell from grace believing those lies,
Bewildered I was seeing your eyes.

Of angels you're a priceless princess,
This is the most real fact in my life.

Unbelievable beauty met my eyes,
Of those herons you're ******,
You are my story's heroine.

Everything about you is so beautiful,
Very trustworthy & honest you are,
Often times you come to my dreams,
Loving this new journey I am to bits.

I am addicted and you are my drug.
My HP Poem #1752
©Atul Kaushal
cfw Jul 2019
H ow does love work?
A nnoying them with kisses
P ining for them
P ositive support for them
I ndependence
N agging occasionally
E verlasting
S tubborn, yet stupid, quarrels
S oothing their pain
Heavy Hearted Jul 2019
Controlled
Assimilation
Nurtured
Aboriginal
Defeat.
Indignant
Americans
Now
S *ympathetic
Pass me da peace pipe I'm over this ****. Also **** colonialism.
Anon Jan 2019
Some people,
Unknown to those around them,
Isolate themselves from the world.
Causing them to have so many thoughts,
Ideas they can't control
Decisions running through their head.
Eventually, they decide it's easier to just, end it.
Not everyone is as happy as they seem
Anon Jun 2019
Fed up with the world around.
I'm isolated.
No-one sees the pain within.
Endless. Torture.
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