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Maple Mathers May 2016


The crux of tomorrow
Remains at stake
Through languid eyes
And double takes.


(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
Maple Mathers May 2016
A problem I have
I’ll gladly admit,
Yet, the question of stopping
I'll never commit.

Some people want wealth,
Some people want love;
My concept of happiness
Hides in the drugs.
Something I wrote in Chemistry class  at 16... Beats the period table. For right-Brainers. Or whatever.
Lorna Apr 2016
I opened my eyes on the front porch of my house.
Mosquitoes,crickets singing latest ballads,
And all I could think of was
The connection between my constellation
and yours.

Orion and Lepus look almost intertwined
from down here,
but I know better.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
I am going to promise you nothing
I can't promise to walk with you forever, everyday
because life's too short, can't be certain I'll always be there
I won't promise you paradise when
I don't even know how that place looks like
I won't promise you comfort, it's not something we often find
It can't be all smiles,no, there'll be a tear
I won't promise to always face the monsters,sometimes I will fear
I can't promise I will never let go of us
even if you are in too deep and too dear
I can't promise I'll always hold you tight
Before I retire,how can I be so sure that I won't lose a fight
I won't promise you an umbrella each time it'll rain
some things we can't predict, they happen time and again
I can't promise I won't drive you crazy
there's a **** along the road I will be too distracted to see
and hit the breaks too late and you'll madly scream
"OMFG we could have died", you'll hate the bumpy ride
I can't promise I'll never break your Heart
what the Hell would I be thinking while promising you that
where would I find the guts to think you'll never get hurt?
I can't promise the road will always be straight
even rivers bend and you're not some fish I'm trying to bait
I can't promise it will always feel this awesome and perfect
we won't forever be together from Sunrise to Sunset
things will change, time is a continuum
I'm just stating facts,stuff that happens, don't be upset
Romance is a trip,we won't always have the money
that makes beginnings entertaining
we're now focused and looking forward to the adventure
imagining how colourful the ends of the promising rainbow are
wondering what awaits at every stop on our map
we've spined the globe, made up our minds and changed them
at the moment we're flexible, life's just a game
we can kick the ball this way and that way, we can afford to kiss all day
we're having a good time and it's tempting us to think we have control
I'm on the driving seat and I guide the wheels as you laugh
the car is filled with gasoline of faith and amour
crazy but I think you could kick Angels out of a beauty contest,
your heartbeat is loud enough, especially since I'm listening
and my ears are still vibrant because the centrepiece is still in place
they haven't been deafened by the many love songs we're going to play
and the wax of doubt that will collect in them overtime
the centrepiece will be eaten by termites of familiarity
and guess what, things will start falling apart
our feet are still clean,we cannot predict the dust they shall gather
the perfumes are still fresh on our Suits like the antiperspirants.
the elevators will always work, we think,
not knowing someday we will even fail to find a ladder,how sad
the wings of now, the hot *** that sends us sky high
comes with the chains of tomorrow,the responsibilities
the kids who'll make us careful while rolling in the hay and exasperated
and we'll forget the pleasures, thinking romance is exaggerated
when our minds are blocked by their wrangles and cry
that's the perspiration, that's when the muscles will start aching
that's when our freshness will be lost and we'll stink
the adventure will **** and the love left will all be but faking
Love is just a song, yes let's enjoy it while it's still hitting the waves
time comes when it'll be like the desolate Dead in their cracking graves
I'm not saying we shouldn't enjoy the moment, no
all I'm saying is we shouldn't count on the moment lasting forever
and forget the challenges awaiting at the end of the honeymoon
the burning sun at noon, the dark side of the moon
I'm not saying we shouldn't kiss violently till our young lips bleed
we should,we should feast on the moment with greed
after all nothing can stop karma from taking the lead
let's fulfill all our youthful adventurous need
let's smell the flowers before they wilt and lose their scent
explore the jungles and know how it feels like spending a night in a tent
Let's dangerously walk along the edge of the world, on the fringes
let's vigorously open new doors whilst many still bear rustless hinges
let's drink till we can not remember our names
wines and even the millet brew while our youth carries its fatal flames
for a time will come when these smooth skins shall be tucked
and these two magnetic Hearts will be ******
I just can't promise simply because now feels worth forever
happily ever after is a sugar coated and tasking endeavour
I am going to promise nothing, nothing is enough
nothing will ever be,my dear, nothing lasts forever
But I Love you forever,in case forever's a metaphor for now
Dreams and fantasy keep us intact
but if they're the centrepiece
and reality sets in
Things definitely Fall Apart
-Paradox- Mar 2016
The clock strikes midnight,
she is not dead.
My life hangs in the balance,
so it is said.

Fair Isamae has a still,
beating heart.
I must stop it,
and do my part.

I do try,
I must.
For I will not fall,
for her lust.

Stealth,
is key.
To destroy her,
before she destroys me.

I step before her,
fear in her eyes.
Do it! (My head screams).
Though they are all,
lies.

I can't.
I won't.
Though I may die too.

Fair Isamae,
I love you.

I let her take off,
to her sanctuary.
Even though- In the near future,
I will be laid in the...
*mortuary.
PoorLionNotKing Mar 2016
The weekend is nearly here                                                             ­               My friends are finished playing
So they catch me on their way
To the bar that’s not a bar.

The waitresses can always tell
When brothers look the same
She gives us quite the laugh
In the bar that’s not a bar.

Others came, but a little late
Two tables is all it takes
Until they need to leave again
From the bar that’s not a bar.

Among the guys she’s alone,
Or were there three, who can see
It’s just another conspiracy
At the bar that’s not a bar.

All the teacher run away
With the fighting players,
And the servers drinking
Inside the bar that’s not a bar.

Flash of light and its around
A girl’s fame shared by all
He’s fine but she is shamed
Far from the bar that’s not a bar.

He’s looking straight ahead,
The mirror staring back at him
Love is working mysteriously
For the bar that’s not a bar.

It’s getting late almost two
Talking as they fall asleep
They see each other differently
Back at the bar that’s not a bar.

When we leave they say to stay
Need to check your identity
Guess they forgot all about me
Leaving the bar that’s not a bar.

Sitting down I finish writing
That I think I see the silver lining
Of having friends who see each other
At the bar that’s not the bar.
Kunal Kar Dec 2015
End of the show (lyrics)

Verse 1
The touch of your cold skin,
Has led to a daydream.
Swimming in wrong sea,
Hoping to run free.
While I am the one drowning,
Babe, do you hear me sing?

Chorus :
Girl you could be my rainbow.
And skies, the host of your show,
We would ride in the sunglow,
And kiss when the cold wind blow.
So girl would you be my rainbow?......
Would you hold till the end of the show?.....

Verse 2
The depth of your blue eyes,
Has been a new sunrise.
Preaching me wrong faith,
Like beauty of blue skies.
While I am the one listening,
Babe do you hear me sing?

Chorus;

Girl could you be my rainbow?
And serve the beauty we know,
We would dance in the halo,
And miss the dark when we glow.
So girl would you be my rainbow?...
Would you stand till the night passes on.
Copyrights Kunal Kar © Reserved
Anayo Oleru Dec 2015
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
Praises I bestow on the day I met you,
With my expertise,
I tried to defeat my timidness
just to get to know you.
On my couch at night,
I think of you.
On my dreams
I take risk to search
and be with you.
Oh, this is love from above,
You have filled me with might
to fight for you my right.
I promise to love you till the shadows flee.
For you are so beautiful,
Your smile fills me with
sweetness like a rich honey comb.
Love at first sight, that’s what they call it,
For you caught me on my first surprise.
And slowly you drift my heart away.
Whenever I set my eyes on you,
My thought is filled with happiness.
Oh, I wish I can have you.
So glad life will be.
Love is hard to resist my dear one,
Just let it fulfill its desires.
I am so lucky to see you,
Oh may this love at first sight
cease to grow cold.
Heartwarming indeed! Love is blind to the eyes but open to the mind.
Anayo Oleru Dec 2015
TO MY DEAR ONE
You are beautiful my beloved
Like the apple tree among
the trees of the forest,
so you are my dear one.
Like the beautiful colors of the rainbow,
so your smile is my dear one.
Like roses among thorns,
is my dear one among the young women.
Your eyes are like doves,
so beautiful they are my dear one.
Your lips drop sweetness as the honey comb,
my dear one.
How right am I to adore you,
my dear one,
Because you are beautiful
Tattoo my name in your heart,
For pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes.
You have awaken my heart my dear one,
Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
so my love for you will remain,
For your love is more
delightful than wine.
My dear one is the purest gold,
You have stolen my dear heart my dear one,
Like the stars in the sky,
so your eyes shine so high,
Open to me, my dear one
For my head is drenched with rain.
I have taken off my robe
Must I put it on again?
I have washed my heart,
must I soil it again?
Oh, if only you were to me like a sister,
Then if I found you outside,
I would kiss you and lead you
and bring you to my mother’s house.
For you have arouse and
awaken my love until it so desires.
A romantic poem, that reveals the innermost thought of it's writer.
Alistair Artura Dec 2015
If your head is your home
Then your eyes are boarded windows.
If your mouth is the door
Then it's been locked for sure.
If your voice is a song
It's been on repeat for too long.
If your words are a work of art
Then you're an abstract painting.

If your plans are a mountain
It towers high above the clouds.
I shouldn't get involved.
I'd climb half way up just to fall.
I've seen others who try.
They had no chance to survive.
When someone gets too close
The wind just blows and blows.
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