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Lost in a cocoon of my design
I stare into the dark
My eye wary of teary drops

Nightly clouds clad together
Floating in the ocean above
Raise a war cry of thunder

A reminder of another world
Another existence I couldn't fathom
Silently, fear crept up
I
Man the pawn, X the player
Pawns die with each move
But no, not this time
Varsha Manohar Aug 2019

It's about a random pumpkin seed that I threw into a ***..
The plant started growing when the Spring started and now it's almost Winter and you know what would happen to the plant.

As I watched it grow and realized the winter is coming..
I let my thoughts flow on a piece of paper. Please do read and give me a feedback.

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I tossed you in, so negligently, to the muddy soil
Very little did I sense that you were a seed..
..of faith and hope, of love and trust!

And on one gloomy morning, I saw a green sprout.
Oh it was you!
You brightened my day with cheer and hope!
I laid my eyes on your tenderly grown leaves.
So delightful it was to watch them flapping gently in the breeze.

You drove your way up the ***** pile of mud..
proved your strength with your smooth, delicate bud.
As you slowly kept springing up into the air,
you left me fascinated, about your worth and power!

When those extremely sunny days almost knocked you off.
I still remember how you fought the heat, kept your calm..
..and watched you steadily grow up tough and strong.
You endured the pain and yet looked green!

Many days later..
I saw graceful yellow blossoms,
between enormously grown green leaves..
Treat to my eyes!
What could be more sweet(-er than that)!

Serene through the day,
serene through the light,
serene through the dusk, dawn and night!
As the seasons pass by and the winter takes over,
I will keep in mind what I learnt from you forever..
..and I HOPE to see you again next Summer!

*NOT the END**
Never lose hope. Never give up.
Hugo Aug 2019
And so I wait,
and watch as another steals smiles that belong to me,
I wait
as another takes in the beauty that only I should see,
I wait
as another feeds on the warmth she gives to him leaving her weary,
I wait, I hurt, I weep
but I cannot have her till I am certain that I can set her free

But

She will know
The memory of her still burns fresh and new in my mind
She will know
My heart is forever in two and she owns the other side
She will know
She is the only one for me no matter how far, I'll follow close behind
She will know, i hope she knows
She is my sky, worth all the stars that men can find

Though

I want to
Undo all she has suffered ,all the pain she has built walls against
I want to
Free her wings ,convince her that with me those walls are waste
I want to
Look in her eyes,mock chaste and patiently wait as not to invoke what comes of haste
I want to, I need to
Let her come to me, with her scars and bruises and hurt, though slow, to me she is never late

Thus

I will
Not push, but gently nudge ,as a parent does one she loves dear
I will
Like a lovers wisper in a dream, utter unheard words but the feelings are clear
I will
Never assume, till she sees me ,I'll only ever be her peer
I will, I will always, I will forever
Someday be the source of her joy, with a love so intense Cupid might have used a spear
As I accept the work ahead of me
LanceSkiies Jul 2019
Am I wrong for wanting more?
For not settling for less
Knowing I can earn way way more?
Am I wrong?
To be a free
To have a piece of mind not tied by the chains of mankind

Am I wrong for chasing impossible dreams?
When you are what you believe
And your beliefs are your thoughts

Your insecurities are my strength
Your fears are my bravery
I am an Admiral and the world's my navy
So I'll go far and wide
Until I'm no more
Until my dying breath
I'll fight
Craving my own path
Alorica is the name of Call Center in Jamaica.
pilgrims Jul 2019
I am more a warrior than a man.
I chose the pen. I did not choose the hand.
An intention is freedom.
My will will be my leader,
ultimately undefeated:
surrender.
Zach Short Jul 2019
the coolness of untainted air

seeps deep into your lungs,

as glacial peaks and frozen lakes

become your ladder rungs,

reaching new heights - expanding your sight,

a horizon, soon undone,

with visible breath and stolen speech -

eye-level with the Sun.
climb on.
Sombro Jul 2019
That's not who I am
I'm built of burning wood
And hacked off pieces of granite deemed
Too coarse for cobble stones

That's not who I am
I'm nobody's child
I built myself through a muddled
Community of moth wings

We never tasted sugar, never felt the rosy clothes'
Crushing flesh, blushing chosen lyrics
******* swallows and cheating sucklers
Cold, sunken, green with no choice

That's who I am - my own monster
Stitched from what I liked, stuck with our greasy wick
I blended myself, found my backbone
In the granite sifted and spat away

You can't name me, I get that right
To bore myself in your thick skull
You gave me over to the frost the day I forgot what
Stupid people said I should love
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