#at poems on Hello Poetry

Valeria Ariza Oct 2016

At long last, the world is rich in oxygen
The leaves greener than your greed overpowering.
There are rhythms in the people's steps and music playing to the swing of their hips.

Great burdens slide off my shoulders, snowflakes falling from my winter coat colliding with the earth disintegrating forever.
It's over.

I write myself love letters, I write to the girl who still stands, for she, she saved me. I fight for her. For the little girl who dreamed of today, for the little girl who's stuck in yesterday.
But It's over.

Chin held high I glide through the room, I no longer feel paralyzed.
Arms outstretched I kiss to my heart's content!
My ink stained tongue tastes like hope,
Speaking truth and painting stories of greatness, forgiveness, peace. I drone on.
Because it's over.
It’s finally over, my god.
At last,
I'm free.

#depression #anxiety #last #free #at #endlich #frei

Àŧùl Oct 2016

The Onion Of My Opinion

A costly privilege at rare times
Inquired my dad, "How much the onions?"
The seller, with a gasp,
Replied: "It's for 55 Rupees a kilo,
And you're holding almost two times."

A humorous poem. A limerick.
HP Poem #1209
©Atul Kaushal

#be #times #at #opinion #privilege #onion #costly

Àŧùl Oct 2016

Angel Remembered – Pitying Not Myself As I Know It

She Is Long Gone Now & She Matters Not,
Would Her Own Image Ever Forgive Her,
Asking Now From That Celestial Mirror,
The Eyes She Would Never Stare Now,
Is The Pair Of Eyes Belonging To Her.

Hat Belonging To The Dress Man,
And Other Items She Had Worn,
Tiptop As A Dancer She Appeared,
Especially For Their College Fest,
Smallest Issues Saw Her Cousin Separated..

Knowing She Is Deep Inside Her Heart,
Righteous Moral Knowledge Absent,
Into A Never-Ending Pit She Falls,
Pitying Not Myself But I Know It,
Indians She Underestimates...

Angel Remembered – Part 7/7

HP Poem #1195
©Atul Kaushal

#be #she #to #at #lazy #ease #wants

Crimsyy Oct 2016

Un-Natural

Cradle me in your bones,
teach me the meaning of home,
I'm lost in this feeling of numbness,
My heart is gone,
replaced by a stack of bricks
and no matter how much
I strive and twist,
I feel absolutely nothing,
The crannies in my mind
have never been so
mind numbing,
I feel nothing at all
*and it feels so un-natural.

#poem #thoughts #new #emotions #nothing #feel #all #at #unnatural

Trevon Haywood Sep 2016

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye. 9/12/2016.

#not #grave #and #my #do #at #weep #stand

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Sep 2016

Abuse at our Back

We have nothing to share but to abuse at our back
Down trodden people with strayed,misled track
Muddy eyes with ***** hearts so black just to slack
This is how hypocrites attack on each other to ransack

We talk and talk just nonsense and all but *******
We in our interest are very clever and very selfish
Hence human values are too devilish to accomplish
How can we refine ourselves with an innocent wish

Let us be honest in our approach to be just straight
Closed darkened ways to be enlightened our gate
Fate only then changes in to fortune to reciprocate
Sincerity takes us to the gallows to make us great

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

#abuse #back #at #our

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Aug 2016

At Shore

When water kisses your body at shore
When waves kiss your charms in trance
Your charms travel from pore to pore
My soul at a glance just starts to dance

I kiss my love your charms in dream
I feel your taste in every up and down
You travel in me like lightening beam
When I wear you my dear beauty crown

Our flight is like on an ever eternal edge
Our communion is beyond any time frame
Love and beauty are knitted in a bridge
Love is so serious, its not a playful game

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

#at #shore

Christina Cox Aug 2016

Consider This.

There's a light at the end of the tunnel
for if there wasn't
it would be a cave
and you would be stuck.

#end #of #the #this #light #at #tunnel #consider

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Jul 2016

Love at Peak

With his full greed and lust Satan runs in my blood
Makes my lust and sensuality to stir like violent flood
All beauty of the world starts blossoming like a bud
My soul is reinvigorated my strength makes me stud

My all emotions arise my love takes all beauty to ****
From every green branch all flowers I want to pluck
My youth is at its peak so every beauty wants to struck
My love is on fire her beauty is ready to play havoc

My life has its ******* sentiments touch the green sky
With my sweetheart I want to dangle dance and to fly
Every beauty should be ready to give my love just a try
Love is at its peak beauty is ready to kiss from eye to eye

World is so beautiful with chains of society and religion
All these hurdles make me take my taste and just run
All is but transitory carrying all its pun with all fun
When I see love and beauty ,priest and nun one on one

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

#love #at #peak