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Riju Gupta Aug 2020
You know
Sometimes its just you and time
With thoughts in mind
Wondering whats beyond
The walls you sit behind
Structured by your own mind
Filled with love and fights
Shared by your own kind
To make you feel
Its worst behind

But when you look up
at sky
Moving beyond and high
Sitting with your thoughts and time
You wonder
Is it really
How i wanna live for life
Believing its worse out there
And warmth inside
Feelings right now
Kara Shirlene Aug 2020
As I sit across from you, lost in conversation and coffee
I get an unexpected feeling.
But oh, how my soul knew.
In the middle of spring, and without any warning
Sunlight rushes through.

But outside it was raining.
I was pleasantly confused.

So days and weeks I float through.
And on an ordinary Wednesday,
Lost again in conversation and coffee.
I realized... the Sunlight I feel is you.
©KSS 4/2018
Saïda Boūzazy Aug 2020
She is a star
I like her smile
She is the sun
Every morning, she shine
She is the moon  
I like her lights shinning at night
Mom your my moon and my star
Mom you're my moon
#mother
Aravind Shanavaz Aug 2020
Something less than desirable.
The face of truth is ugly.
Uniqueness is dead.

Never desire a thing above.
Such a sin don't you dare.
Just unworthy of anything.

A 19 year old curse.
Going for a lifetime.
All thats left to decide,
A rope or a blade.
Mrs Anybody Aug 2020
The way
she looks
at him?

With the
small smile
and
twinkling eyes?

That is how
you know
she loves him

The way
he treats
her?

With
soft hands,
never wanting
to let go?

That is how
you know
he loves her
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Amara Numen Aug 2020
The show when die is the new smell of flowers. Madness of the emptiness is bigger than infinity. Shall pray to the place where nothing can break the shell. It's a mayday. Payday.
Moza Aug 2020
Tiptoe to my nights
with tender steps
Unlock the windows open
Guide my thoughts to where they belong

Sing me a lullaby of your presence
On a moonlight night in September
the warm light falls upon her window
your shadow twinkling over
breathing her in
ethereally
The moon once watched melancholy


- Moza
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