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Jawad Apr 2017
Dough
On stones,
On fire
Sweat and focus
And swagger
And a cup of tea;
Out comes the crusty
Steaming flatness
The lines are waiting for
With patience;
Few coins
For a treasure!
I wrote this today while waiting in the line to buy some 'Sangak'.
Yasaman probably knows what I am talking about, but
for all who don't, watch this please:
https://goo.gl/zWhxXk
Jawad Apr 2017
Pious old man
Reading the Quran
Always watching skies
For non existing storms

His daughter, my aunt
Silent like a pond
Longing for her child
Sitting next to her

Her husband, a martyr
Captured in a frame
But surely his soul
Floats somewhere around

Their daughter, a mum
Peaceful like a dove
A physician in love
With some plants and seeds

Her daughter, a child
Curly nasty hair
Annoying as hell
Innocent as dawn

Her son, a school boy
Hungry like a crowd
Surrounded by books
Distracted by clouds


And me.
                   *(doing poetry)
A portrait from where I am currently living...
Ben At93 Apr 2017
Do you ever think of me?
When you walking home late,
And your road is long as it can be,
Am I a part of you then?

Do you ever think of me?
In the middle of the day,
When everything piles up,
And your mind drifts away,

Do you think of me?
When you wake up feeling sour,
And curve your lips into a smile,
When you picture your body next to mine,

Do you ever think of me,
Whenever am away,
Do you think of me,
As I think of you, every single day,
There is no limit to self

There is no limit to being

I am this lighter

This lighter is me

If I use the lighter

The lighter will be

Lighter once lit

Lighter indeed

The lighter the lighter the lighter I'll be.
Recite while lighting up.


For best results light the lighter at "once lit" then size it up while you say "lighter indeed" if or not you can tell then light whatever your lighting during "the lighter the lighter the lighter I be"

I recommend a jovial mood during this incantation as if excited to be thinner.

This leans on old magic and Germanic ontology so feel free to use it in public, witnesses are a good thing.

Keep any lighter used in this way out of rituals and don't use a lighter you have used in rituals for this purpose, again old magic.

Stop using if you have less then a eighth inch of fat left

Consult a Temple Employed Jewish Orthodox Demonologist (schooled professional) if in rare cases, bleeding of the eyes, nose, ears, hands, urethra or **** occurs. If you find yourself blurting or having ticks. Hear voices were you previously did not. Have an unusual increases in appetite or libido. Or if you experience night terror/sleep paralysis. As you may be having a bad natural reaction or more likely mixed this magic with literally any other kind.

I have not mathed or tested this incantation. I do however endorse its effectiveness but at 6' 2" and 300lbs id like to lose 50/100lbs and I'm sure its a bit too potent for my needs. All that said if you need to make weight for a prize fight it would do that just the equations about your bloodlines and who was there to see it with their bloodlines and how good you are at that general thing. Suffice to say if its just you and you don't usually overcast just see how it goes over a couple weeks after the first try.
Colm Mar 2017
From the gentle curve of her subtle wrist
To the slenderness of her hand
Placed within
My own already hers in mind
It is there within the frozen moment
Which I am reminded of the absence
The lack of time
To communicate this distant feeling
And the stillness within this state of mind
For a centimeter is not even a half of an inch
But an eternity
Which is no small distance
To be separated from such a mind
From 1:11

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smTRxWnr0hA&feature;=youtu.be&t;=1m11s

Till 1:58
Àŧùl Mar 2017
Hello.
Every morning I wake up to her dream,
Victory to pain in my tears that flow not,
Exhausted in my bed I wake up daily,
Remembering her even as I am sleeping,
Yet, I know that she dare not be back,
Did I ever ask for this emptiness,
Away, I feel my life drifting,
Yes in loneliness I do feel like dying.
I used to wake up to her dreams on a daily basis.

I needed to be saved EVERYDAY but not now.

My HP Poem #1462
©Atul Kaushal
alexis hill Mar 2017
in many ways-
he's just like you...
but it doesn't make me miss you
any less.
Andrew Fahey Feb 2017
Putting my foot firmly on the pedal
We come to an abrupt,
But expected
Halt.

Wanting to be bored
But suffering with frustration.
The disco tail lights offer a way out
That is not taken.

What hope do we have?
Like sitting on a rock
Its not that bad
But it could always be better.

Steering slowly east
The shadows move
Faster than the grass growing.
Need to check the paint.

Familiar settings
Allow for the tasting of an expected dinner.
Not mundane
Not after this journey.
Robert J Howard Feb 2017
I itch and I scratch
I can never relax
I open the fridge door
Hungry for what, unsure.

I stare out the window
With nowhere to go
Put on a record and let it spin
Bet on a horse that will never win.

Drink coffee, beer and wine
Full up beyond feeling fine
Picking a scab clean
I start to daydream.

Nap on the couch with TV on
The light has faded and almost gone
Hold my guitar and pretend I can play
The many ways how I waste my day.
Killing Time
silvervi Jan 2017
Oh routine you are gorgeous
Let me feel nor old nor young
Oh routine, all my emotions
They are simply dead and gone
Cause routine, you are here
And you're making me flow
From the minute to day
To the week and Monday
All the way to the night
You're my day-satellite
Nothing new on my way
And as long as you stay
There won't be a single creation.

All I have is the routing vane
And the color of hay
Lighting everyday
Even blood of my veins
And the pulse of my brain
Have the same and old color
Of routine-blinded pain.
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