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Sourodeep Jun 2015
You thrive in my heart and mind
as waves of life, go up and down
no amount of gold in a chest
needed to strengthen our bond by any kind

As kids, each day had eventful moments
things we had fun with
streaks of silly happiness, added to life
all flavors of spices and condiments

Pulling each other's legs, on stupidity
fighting, and racing on our cycles
betting on idiotic facts and ideas
but supporting each other , in life's turbidity

We went our ways ahead
molded ourselves in different worlds
though separated by miles, we were just a call away
hearing your voice, a simple reason to smile

In those times, when things look so bleak
clouds of trouble and confusion covers us
not knowing where to strike, which door to knock
you were there for me, not letting me feel weak

The joy of success
the urge to share, was
always with  you
far, yet so near

They say with time,
people change, but I know
you will value me
our friendship, much more than any dime

When this journey will end
at the beach, watching the sun set
silently, melting these life's memories
I will be glad, that I had you all along
as my precious **friend
Dedicated to all my close friends, wherever they are now.
Daniel Tabone May 2015
We’re so far away,
You’re just a speck of light,
The distance is monstrous,
But I found you;

I searched long and wide,
I never lost hope,
I looked towards the light,
Through the Hubble telescope;

There you were,
Awaiting discovery,
No one knew,
You were to be found by me;

A ball of gas,
Around a sun,
Round you go,
Blinking every time you pass;
Isha Kumar May 2015
She wished his company,
admiring from far,
while leaving the door
to her heart ajar.

She wished to hear
the words he spoke
as she glanced at him,
that mysterious bloke.

She wished to walk,
matching his stride,
while in her mind,
her thoughts she did hide.

She wished for a friend,
for someone like him,
who was not fickle,
who didn't change by the whim.

The boon was granted
and he walked in.
Her heart, her mind,
her all he did win

He made her grateful
for the wish she wished
as by fate and by luck
she had been kissed.
This took a lot of guts. You better cherish it for the rest of your life!
Nameless May 2015
I do not feel lonely
as I sit in the far corner of the room
surrounded by smiling faces
friends talking and sharing
unnoticed of me
...
I do not feel lonely
as I sit in the desk far from others
with a barricade of empty desks
they keep me
(at bay, calm, safe)
...
But when I lay my head down
I'm not tuning them out
I'm studying them
I hear every little word
...
I peak through my clasped arms
analyzing their expressions
and I wonder
can they feel this
this thing that cultivates me
...
But a part of me
knows they can't
...
Yet another part of me
questions
"If no one can notice you
are you really even there?"
...
Is that why
I don't feel lonely
Misfitkilljoy May 2015
Memories are wonderful.
but they are also painful.
A time of happiness.
Or a time of sadness.
Memories never die.
They live on forever sometimes making you cry.
Memories leave a scar.
Even if they are so very far.
TSK May 2015
He said he couldn't find her
That one he always dreamed of;
I guess she dances within his mind
But never passes his line of vision.
He searches the few steps ahead
As if she will appear with ease.
I suppose when he is so intent
On that girl he wants right here
And right now, before him in whole,
He forgets that I stand in earnest
A little farther off and to the left.
Steele Apr 2015
Enshrouded in mist,
far flung shores requite nothing.
Lonely eyes watch hushed.
Elizabeth Nuomi Apr 2015
Why do I always
always fall in love
with people
who lives
far away?

Why
why isn't there
anyone
anyone decent
living nearby?

Am I looking
looking
in the wrong places
or am I too
too picky?
David Leger Apr 2015
I've never lived in Nebraska.
     God knows why anyone would ever want to.
One or two days without Alaska
     and I'm already about to lose my ****.



I wish she would visit soon, Alaska,
     It's been a couple months now.
But the more I think about it
     She'll never see Nebraska;
Where violets and lilacs are trampled
     And hold no more value to me;
Where technicolor has no place,
     And is a broken concept;
Where people merely exist,
     And nothing more.



I was here for a three years
     And now I'm leaving Nebraska.
With little to show for it
     And I have not a memory left of Alaska.
I never lived in Nebraska.
     I probably could have tried.
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Softness of her nervous slim hands,
Ostensibly glad meeting me she was.

For so many happy days yet to come,
Again not letting differences pop-up,
Rosy blush dropping in her cheeks.

Yes that makes her look even cuter,
Exceptionally cute she is so beautiful,
Tomorrow our baby will be even cuter.

Ship of combined life we sail in together,
On time we'll make it to the destination.

Casting bright shadows of ours we tread,
Looping circle of happiness we rejoice,
Of our feelings we are worshippers,
Setting the same destination from different roads,
E**arning trust, respect, love, sensuality & care as we go on.
Kripi & Droṇa's 2nd committed collaboration, 1st Acrostic committed collaboration.

Ostensibly: Visibly, Clearly

My HP Poem #811
©Atul Kaushal
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