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Day Wing Jul 2015
Go on little bird, take flight
Up, up high, set your sight
Let your colors reach full potential
Strive to be great, stand monumental

Fly little bird, fly up high
Let yourself be seen, don’t be shy
Stay confident, stop doubting
You’ll simply waste time with all the hiding

Go on little bird, take flight
You won’t be alone, there shall be light
Guidance and help will be by your side
So don't let fright, nor worry, step inside

Fly little bird, fly up high
Don’t settle for less, aim for the sky
Dream big, no limit is set for you
Remember, there’s nothing you can’t do

Go on little bird, take flight
Spread your wings
Reach your dreams
Fly little bird, fly up high
We may all start little..
But we can never dream too big :)
Fly up high dear poets!
AM Jun 2015
He ran
Stopped
Aimed
And shot
Right through the net

Or

Was that my heart?
Darpan May 2015
The instrumental rain
washed away
all the rusted notes,
Making
'Song-of-Life'
more coherent than ever !
Àŧùl Mar 2015
If it ceases raining then all will be barren.

Lonelier ever will these farms be,
Oneness never occuring again,
Voracious dry winds will blow,
Even ******* up moisture in air.

Yesterday was so beautiful together,
Oh can't we grow old holding hands,
Understanding love is difficult from far.

Should we not persevere that bit,
Or should this Atul wander lonely?

May you surely meet solace in success,
Understanding your ambition better,
Certainly I'll be standing with you,
H**igher & farther should you aim.
My HP Poem #792
©Atul Kaushal
MdAsadullah Dec 2014
Yesterday my childhood came.
Playing and jumping around.
Unburdened, without any aim.
I kept on looking, spellbound.

With half eaten oblong eclair.
He ran after the goats herd.
Stopped to look at the hare.
And scared the tiny blue bird.

He moved slily to catch butterflies.
And plucked flowers from a tree.
I kept looking with yearning eyes.
Baffled, surprised he looked at me.

He ran towards the narrow ravine.
And disappeared into bushes green.
Matthew Harlovic Oct 2014
We live
            to learn
                       to crash
                                     to burn
                                                 to earn our stripes
                                                                ­                 as the world turns

© Matthew Harlovic
As my girlfriend would say, it's life in a *******.
Kapil Dutta May 2014
...

The man I want to be, the one hiding behind the tree.
It's time to discover, is it the real or the art lover?

Miles away rings a familiar tune,
like the bottle filled with water from various spoons.

Do you envy or you pity?
Hope I sink in or am I guilty?

Knows the time and the trees,
am I real or the leaves.

Like the apple, I fall down.
Mean less, yet I sing the song.

I see him for now, killing the bug somehow.

No hopes will die in vain, for he will be a blend.

The Man I Want To Be, No more hiding behind the tree.

...

- KD.
Meaning :

In this poem I am trying to figure out who I want to be in the future. The poem is pretty simple, But there are few terms that translate to a peace of my life.  Here are few of them :

The line, "It's time to discover, Is it the real or the art lover" translates to - It's time for me to find out if I want to do something relating science or art.

Then the line "Miles away rings a familiar tune, Like the bottle filled with water from various spoons " translates to - the distant future holds a story that is comforting, a story about a person I have always thought to become. This person is a polymath, Someone who is into more than one fields, For example - Leonardo Da Vinci.

Then the line, "Do you envy or you pity"  is a direct question to my future self. I am asking him if he envies the present me or if he is disappointed with what I am right now.  
  
In the line,"Hope I sink in or am I guilty" I am hoping that I will be what I want to be but what if I commit the crime of failing to become what I want to become.

Then in the line,"Knows the time and the trees" I am literally imagining myself walking done the lonely path  in a forest, like in the picture above. The entire path being my life, and what I will be in the future is known only by the future time and the trees that will surround me at that point of time in the future.

Then,"Am I real or the leaves" simply means, Am I going to be a science guy or a creative art guy.

In the line,"Like the Apple, I fall down" the Apple here relates to the apple that fell on Newton's head which eventually made him discover gravity. The apple served as the source of a great revolution or change in science, and just like that apple I am hoping  to serve as the source of a great revolution for the humanity in the future.

Then in the end the line, "No hopes will die in vain, for he will be a blend. The man I want to be, No more hiding behind the tree" shows that I am confident that my hopes are not going to die and that I will become what I want to become, that is a blend of everything, science and art together. A polymath.

Thank you for reading.
KD.
Toni Sep 2014
Aiming for the stars,
I end up in the atmosphere.
Where the oxygen is thin
and all I can do is try to keep breathing.

Diving to the unknown,
I end up in the murky depths.
Where the pressure is immense
and all I can do is try not to implode.

Climbing for the peak,
I end up in a rocky crag.
Where every turn could hurt me
and all i can to is try not to get cut.
J Aug 2013
Aim
I will be happy
I must be happy
I will be where I deserve
I will meet the one I love

But for now I will be true
Stay with the path
And I will receive what is due

My pay check
My rent
And one day you
Anthony Perry Jun 2014
My head is over swelling, my heart is overwhelming, i've been trying to deal with this fear but no promises are forthcoming. Abused intentions create these walls you have put up around me, tortured ambitions mummify the air that surrounds me, cremated passion falls from above like black rain making it hard to see, dreams are projected from my obsidian eyes onto a silver screen woven from a life of lies. Truth only hurts when you become afraid of the pain, learn to overcome this this hurt and you'll just have to suffer with the shame. In these last moments I have no one to blame and everything is well in my head as i prepare to take aim, a clock on the wall counts down to the twilight while I inhale the last cold breath of the night, peace is all i hope to gain so i pull the trigger and the last things i hear are sounds of thick pounding rain.
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