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K Balachandran Mar 2016
Show him your knife, oh! lovely killer, he wouldn't mind,

Seeing your weapon of destruction before the bull is felled,

How much should he suffer,not any more swiftly bring to an end

Was your's love?In such ingenious disguises, how clever!


Well polished and sharpened is the weapon, such meticulous care,

For the precision expected, never ever you missed your target.

A gleaming cutting edge, you sure want to make him proud.

Now I  see this clearly, the magnificence darkness processes!


If a sanguinary end of love life is thy pleasure, may thy will prevail,

Yes your love has been expressed tarantula like , from the day one.

The dark angel, with a vengeful gift, you are, the dark bloom too.

Yet another martyr of love, all his pain equals to your one searing kiss.
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
The A to Z of Choosing that Special One


Actions speak louder than words, some say
Belonging to that period of time, we call day
Considering their impact on others, we may
Develop that strategy, and keep negativity away

Endlessly searching for that special one
Frankly speaking, will that time ever come?
Going to convince yourself you've won
How to deal with failure, calling yourself dumb

Investigating a way for you to have fun
Jack of all trades, yet master of none
Keeping the truth from under the sun
Laughing at you, you turning numb

Managing those feelings of despair
No one knows of those cries you fear
Over and over you say that you care
Predictable enough, when you pull out your hair

Quickly running to gain that control
Relying on your friend, in whom you've trusted your soul
Standing there alone when all takes its toll
Then finding out, devastated, she's been that mole

Under that pillow, the one you once wished to share
Victory to those that you thought had a care
Willing no longer to ever bring near
Xenophobe is now that condition you bare

You've now learned one of many more lessons to come
Zealous in choosing that someone to call, "Special One"
How often have we placed our trust in those we believed to be our closest friends. Tragically, how many times have we been mistaken. Even worse, they are the ones having hurt us the most, when and how we least could have expected it. Only after do we recognize that we must reevaluate in whom to really place our trust.
Ellen Dawson Apr 2014
Find a boat make it shipshape,
Sail to you, my island.
So beautiful and rare,
Blister in heat of the moment

But I'm not alone here,
We could watch the stars
But your eyes wonder
I try not to ponder

Focus your attention,
And I won't ever mention
Other places
Beyond these seas.
A jealous girlfriend is a caring one

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