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Kushtrim Thaqi Nov 2014
If you’re building a net
to catch someone’s attention,
well, try building a bigger one.
One huge enough
to catch this world,
the moon, the planets
the stars…
and not just someone!
Never settle for just someone.
Twinkle Sep 2014
Don't break my heart and walk away
Then come back and expect me to welcome you back

Don't think that my heart is your stool (seat)
You can sit on and relax and watch me make a fool (of myself)

You may have run out of your supply and need a naive like me
But don't expect that fools will not grow wise one day
Your behavior's so predictable,  stone blinds shall stare
november Jul 2014
did you know
the shade of
your skin
appropriates some behavior
and not others?
your world
already knows how
to treat you
nameless one
Dhaye Margaux May 2014
Oh, man you are so wise, you’re always right;
You always speak the truth and what is right.

You taught me your culture, I have to blend,
I’m scared but tried to live for what is right.

You sang the oldest songs I hate to hear,
My ears are wanting bad for what is right.

You pulled me and asked me to dance with you,
You knew that music’s off, it is not right.

You held me close to you, I have no chance,
To see, to hear, to speak for what is right…
Ghazal
A Ghazal is a poem that is made up like an odd numbered chain of couplets, where each couplet is an independent poem. It should be natural to put a comma at the end of the first line. The Ghazal has a refrain of one to three words that repeat, and an inline rhyme that preceedes the refrain. Lines 1 and 2, then every second line, has this refrain and inline rhyme, and the last couplet should refer to the authors pen-name... The rhyming scheme is AA bA cA dA eA etc.
Kerrigan Reyes Apr 2014
What is love?
Is Love a feeling...
or behavior?
Do you swim until you know
or go into space until you find
the small little bead of hope
that is within each of us
inside our tiny little minds.
What is love?
Is love a behavior...
or a feeling?
Do you search each human's soul
until you find the right kind of concoction
that fills your deep hole within your chest?
Or do you read for hours on end
hoping that maybe if you wish hard enough
your prince will whisk you away
into the night?
What is Love?
Love is when you put others before
but is that truly the definition?
Is Love letting go of someone
whenever they pass away...
into the unknown of blackness
after they shut their beautiful exquisite eyes?
What is Love?
A feeling, a behavior, or is it real?

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