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Rises
A great ghost!
As my grandpa
Called it!
The broken ghost
Like the
Dullness
Of black pottery
Are it's weights!
O there the puffs
Of mighty
Nature blow
O I wonder
What is next!
I feel flowing
With the wind
In a moment
Drops pour
Torrentially
Till they satiate me
O it takes
Just a few moments!
O it arrives!
This is my
Kalbaisakhi
Local rainfall at the arrival of summer in eastern India! Really scintillating!
Gonzalitu Feb 2018
Me encontré en un amplio blanco
Esquinas inalcanzables
Ropa sucia, pies dezcalsos
Vuela con las aves
Sin volver, velo del descanso

Las paredes que aprisionan
Al culpable desauciado
Humilladas sean por una persona
Que al quebrarte en llanto
Allí te deja, abarrotado.

Regresando a la idea
Que para aquel condenado
Algún día cesará la pena
Mientras que aquí abajo
Nada parece quitar éstas cadenas

Inesperadamente sale a escena

Se aparece sonriente
Dos focos que incandilan
Compasiva y paciente
Ansiado regreso a mi vida
Cascada en fuente
A chorros derrocho alegría
Acompañado descanso tiernamente
"Oh dios-suplico-hasta el último día"
NURUL AMALIA Nov 2017
I'm still freezing
at that time the sea aroma stopped by my nose
my eyes look as far as I can
a soft whisper of the wind touched my ears
greeted my first arrival
I smile at the waves that hit the rocks
while the waves crashing my feet
warm greetings from me
for those who are not just silent
my eyes closed
I say my magic spell
hope to be back again
Candice Jul 2017
I wait aimlessly for your arrival
Just to see your smile
To hold you in my arms
To keep you from the world's harm

As I sit waiting
That moment I am creating
When I can finally see you standing before me
How lovely would that be
I hear your car outside
Last time I saw you I cried

As I run to meet you
I realize our love is true
Our bodies meet with an embrace
And all I can feel is my heart race

We spend hours together
We're two birds of a feather
I enjoy every second I have sitting beside you
Butterflies I get from you, as if our love is still new

The way you say goodbye
And the way you cry
And hug me so tight
In your arms it feels so right
Kissing you for what I know is the last time for awhile
Oh, how I'll miss that smile

As I walk away from the only thing I've ever really known
Home doesn't even feel like home
All I can say is that I miss you, Bay
Knowing you're about 130 miles
he turned up a winning
ace on his arrival
he turned up an ace
the ace of revival

everyone engrossed
with all that he wrote
oh yeah there was a real
classiness to his tote

he'd arrived at other forums
not getting applause
those places weren't aiding
his penning cause

he turned up a winning
ace on his arrival
he turned up an ace
the ace of revival

when he found the site
where the mob noticed him
there stayed he to garner
kudos on his trim

of the adoring hordes
his arrival did infatuate
a diamond ace card
dealt him triumph's fate

he turned up a winning
ace on his arrival
he turned up an ace
the ace of revival
Sadia May 2017
Life was lifeless, a blank canvas; until you arrived, splashing vibrant colors into my life.
Sienna Luna Feb 2017
It's a wonderment
to witness
deep green irises
with spots of amber gold
near the center.
It's cute to watch you
watch me
from across the room
with red curtains
and metal chairs
your leg twitching
your foot shaking.
It's a fine frenzy
to feel your fingertips
rustle my hair
as I hug you close.
It's playful to find
your smile and mouth lines
stretched out wide
as I flick back to bright sunlight
illuminating your eyes

still green
kiwi green

and it's nice
to see you again.
It's a wonderment
to witness
your presence
like a shadow
in my peripheral vision
but when our eyes catch

they snap together like velcro

for a few elongated seconds

and it's a quiet kind of bliss

that makes my toes tingle slightly

out into the infinite arrival.
Gabriel burnS Dec 2016
I found a new way
of being misunderstood
all the while
looking for the opposite;
arriving at the shores
of the wrong land,
so my discoverers
and your natives
immediately went to war;
thus worlds collide
at the hands of words
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