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I never used to tell you the names of my favourite places
But I would make them seem so remarkable in your head
That they would become places you couldn’t resist going to
And I was the only one with the map to the location

I never wanted you to know where they were
So that when you came to me, you wouldn’t go to them without me
I wanted to share my favourite places with you
And make them our favourite places

But today, I sent a letter to you in the mail
With a list of all of my favourite places
Because I want you to still get to enjoy them
Even though I will not be there to appreciate them with you
The Retard Apr 2015
Been with me the longest of all,
Through all tough times,
And every small brawl.

Your sweet ticking sound,
And your elegant black look,
Your metallic cold touch,
Changed my life like a fairy tail book.

O my friend, my lucky charm
How I am gonna miss,
Your warmth around my wrist.

You Served me well,
Always fair,
And just in time,
For a single cell.

The time has come,
It's the toughest of all,
You left me alone,
Gone in a single fall.
        - *The ******
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Such is our favourite game,
Love is its beautiful name...
We both like this game of love,
As both of us have nothing to lose,
I stole your heart and you won mine,
So it is a win-win situation in the end...
My HP Poem #797
©Atul Kaushal
Ronjoy Brahma Feb 2015
Caste of language and literature to the eye
You embrace the culture of Bodos
The Bodo race in the world to introduce
Sweet stories you wrote
Great race and all of the field to watch
You are the emperor of the short story
The poem of you bikram
Like brush many your creativity
Your poem in the blooming flower
Does embrace thousand poets
You are screenplay writer of Bodo films
You wrote alayaron in 1986
You written for 2002 film songali
Wonder how much of your creation!
Take only your creation
We are lose you!
Just said to me your philosophy
Can human effort and can be successful
Come on friend, let us go to try
Caste and country for advancement
Thomas Conlan Dec 2014
You are my favourite poem

Your words, like wonder, leave me wanting to know more. Words that capture me, make me see, that every sentence is a key. A key to your innermost feelings and desires. Inside each phrase your passion lights fires, and I can't get those words out of my mind.

You are my favourite poem

And every feeling, every rhyme, will surface up in time. Bubbling up from the bottom of your soul, you reach out and fill my heart-shaped hole. And at the start of every word, until your very last line, you've got me caught up in your moment in time, wishing that it could be mine.

You are my favourite poem

Where action and words are not enough, and "I love you"'s are simply poetic fluff. Your words allow me to express the emotion inside my heart and soul, creating the illusion that I am starting to feel whole. You have stolen the words from out of my mind and I find myself wondering all the time, the meanings behind your every rhyme. Then, with a sigh, I realize that I should not try to ponder why. These words, these feelings, they are not mine to own. Alone, I should create something as beautiful as you.



You are my favourite.**

You do so much for me, and you've given me so much to see. Between each blade of grass and each fallen leaf, I will think about the beauty of your soul, and I will take these moments and again feel whole. Thanks to you.
Marsya Azzahra Jun 2014
I saw the corner of your eyes, crinkling
"What happened again?" I said

Your small eyes
made the straight line upon your face
You tried to smile
I knew you could not, but you tried

Your smile
was one of my favourite things in life
The smile
that could end up the war
The smile
that could cure cancer down

You've lost the sparkling look
that's written in your eyes
How it makes you look so much better
when you smile
How it makes you look so much happier
with the shape of your lips
when you smile

"What happened again?" I said
You said it was nothing
but I knew it was something

I whispered to my very own mind,
"Don't worry, you'll always got my back"

You turned back to me,
making the shape from your lips
that I always want to see
"I'm okay, and you should be okay too"

I whispered my own mind
through the low tone from my voice
"Darling, I'm okay if you're okay"

But you could not listen
the low tone was way too low, you could not
But you knew it all
**already
H
Unrequited Love Jun 2014
The moment just before you kiss someone is better than any kiss you'll ever have.

That few seconds before your lips touch,When your heart is beating fast and your stomachs full of butterflies.

You're intertwined with each other, and you're both waiting for the other to move in.  

That moment is perfect

I kiss can be good or bad ,but that moment is always my favourite...
That moment feels infinite
Diana C Apr 2014
I hope* she teaches you the meaning of loving someone to death.
I hope you lose sleep talking to her, and then later that night when you can't stop thinking about that one thing she said, just keep replaying it in your head until sleep washes you into its sea.
I hope she brings back the faith you lost in people.
I hope you let her mess your hair up, even though you can't even stand the wind wisping softly through the strands.
I hope you memorize her favourite lines in movies and songs.
I hope hearing her cry makes you want to go to the ends of the earth to hear her genuinely laugh again.
I hope she's the calm to your storm and the colour to the, sometimes grey, life you lead.
Most of all, I hope you love her passionately, devotedly, selflessly, and without reason or hope.
Because then you'll finally realize, that's the way I loved you.
Inspired by S.M
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