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Dhaye Margaux Nov 2014
Helen, you are such a sweet lady, a blessing we are grateful of
You always makes us happy, you're a gift from up above
We know how much you love music but you decided something for us
Not only thinking of yourself, nothing to think, nothing to discuss

Oh, dear Helen, I remember when you were born like a fragile thing
You are so tiny yet so precious, you made us laugh, you made us sing
Those many gadgets attached to you, to your tiny and fragile frame
We did not lose hope for God saved you, Oh how we're thankful to praise his name

We are so grateful of you, Helen, you are a sweetheart to everyone
We hope your plans will materialize and everything worthy will be done
We love you so much, our dear child, we only want your happiness
In your very special moment, I wish your world will be full of bliss

Who won't be thankful of you? You are a God-fearing youth
You always speak for the good things, you always want to tell the truth
Today is your precious day, let's celebrate, let us be happy
Let us dance and be thankful,  my baby girl is now a lady!
To my cousin Helen Grace
Amy Perry Oct 2014
I've learned how to love myself,
And I've gained confidence, too.
I never knew such adoration,
Until I met you.

The stars aligned for us,
And though I've called them crossed,
Our lives are so enriched,
There cannot be a loss.

The technology of the day
Has made our Union possible.
There is so much left to say.
So much joy, it is unstoppable.

And though this Century has blessed
Us with the gift of togetherness,
We know we well surpass
What others will never caress.

I will be by your side all this while,
And through the years, I'll boldly go,
And with any thought of you, I smile.
You're with me more than you will know.
Xoxo,

Amy
Alyssa Tara Oct 2014
“Don’t worry because
     I will make time
     to stare at you;
     tracing your collarbones
     like constellations and;
     watch your eyes
     obligingly flutter close
     and darling, I’ll kiss each eyelid
     hoping you'll ******* love,
     turn your eyes into the colors
     of someone you loved
     and in time, they’ll turn into mine  
     and you will dedicate your time,
     staring at me
     as much as I did to you
     when he didn’t.”
May this resonate with you.
May you be alleviated
Entirely in the wake of the dawn.
I will fulfill your spirit
With my lambent presence.

In other words, the perennial balm
Filled the pores of your conscious.

We are immense and intense
Like the god-inspired galaxies,
And as passionate as Hades.

May we carry on as one.

Originally written 11/12/10
Revised in 2014

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
Miguel Muller Oct 2014
You have to have
a good second half
your second half
must be as good
as your first half
your second half
can be even better
than your first half
but if your first half
is a good half
and you blow it
in your second half
then you have only
finished half
only put half
of the time in
only gotten half
of the work done
only completed half
of the journey
whenever
and however
you start it
a good first half
can easily come
apart if
you do not make
the second half
of all you have
completed
solid and
positive
so your task
is not defeated
making you feel
as if you never
competed.

Have a strong
second half
so your first
is not cheated.

~Miguel
Amitav Radiance Oct 2014
Offer your words
At the altar of poetry
See the words blossom
Into fragrant flowers
Aroma of the soul
In the poems
K Balachandran Oct 2014
Yet again I see me in your eyes
far deeper than just a reflection
am I sweetly disappointed?

I was looking in to your eyes for that
deep blue oblivion to disappear
and be one with your placidness
Not a mirror, I look for,that flatters
and proclaims love to me in a
loudest possible reflection of mine
that I've seen on all those days
we've been trying to discover
each other like new continents.

Now, I find you keep me deeper,
like a jewel kept in a chiseled case
Though late, let me tell you this,
remember, you are the diamond
I am just a case to  safely keep
my precious for all the days to come.
A Fake Name Oct 2014
I offer you a challenge:
I'll give you everything I can,
Gifts, Love, Time, anything,
as long as you don't take advantage of me.

I'll tell you how I feel,
how you're the only one,
how you're the most beautiful,
as long as you stay humble.

I'll go out of my way to see you,
to keep you happy,
to help you succeed,
as long as you don't rely on me.

I'll be everything you need,
as long as you don't expect me to be.
Released from this atrocious cage,
An animal bursts from the core of me.
He maintains my callous facade,
And yet is bound to my very being-
So that he may not stray far and neither may I.

There is a leash and I do not yet know who bears the collar.
He is an enraged beast and I am but a liability.
Nothing will stop him from running and ripping my heart out,
Beating fast, unable to keep pace;
Nothing will stop him from halting in his tracks,
Preventing the next step along the path I've chosen.

Perhaps someone may tame him.
Those who have tried have been defeated;
Mauled by his furious resentment for failure
Regardless of my attempts to protect them — to perfect them;
Regardless of my appeasement.

Perhaps someone may destroy him.
Or maybe just release him from this bond
And bring him to where he belongs.
But he was born in me; how could he belong anywhere?
I was mistaken with his purpose, it seems.

I am his sole contrast.
I am his body — he is my soul.
He is what I have suppressed and forced to nothing
As I attempt to appear as though it is what I want.

I have abused him and neglected to make amends
And he has returned with sharpened claws and a vengeance.
He is as I am; he is a part of me.
He is the only good part of me — the only strong part of me,
And in the wake of his death I'd die alone.

So I myself will guard him with the vigor
I'd imagine I would reserve for you alone.
He is not to be touched; not to be desecrated,
As he has become more important to me than even you, my love.
And I depict his blinded dedication identical
To that which allows me to watch you go.
Kareshma Sep 2014
As I hold you in my hand,
I know we are one.
you speak my language,
let my emotions flow.

I get a voice that no one's heard.
With you in my hand,
my fingers run wild,
I disconnect with the world that looks

You are my soul,you are my sky,
you are the one who gives me a high.

You speak out the emotions I can't express.
There is a world inside that is in distress.

With you I can have an identity to hide
part of which you, and only you know.

you are the water in which I can freely flow.
spending days with you together, I grow.

Years after years, we are so connected
you don't talk to me,
but our conversations don't end.

You are the true love in my life,
From others with me, this is what I hide.
an affair that will live even after I die.
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