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Àŧùl Jun 2015
The natural scent of your hair,
Has lingered here on my mind,
It seems as though since forever.
My HP Poem #886
©Atul Kaushal
Sukanya Rajan Jun 2015
There was a void.
Then there was light.
There was his voice.
His touch which made me quiver.
His fragrance that lingered
Like the dew every morning
Like the dreams that kept coming back
Like the waves that washed away sandcastles
Like the wind which bent the daffodils on the sidewalk
Like a phone that kept ringing.
Like the letters left unanswered.
The birthdays that kept coming.
His voice rang in my head.
Like a beautiful symphony that would be the end of me if it stopped.

A thousand pictures lying on the floor
Do I even recognize us anymore?

Like seasons that come one after the next
Like the unassuming traffic i see through the window of a hotel
In an unknown town
On an unknown date
The calendar has failed me

I need to stop tasting you on my tongue
Like a pill I can't swallow
Like a high I can't get
Like a breakfast in a picturesque town, left unfinished
Like words of a foreign language I can't seem to pronounce correctly.

Every time I close my eyes, I think I forget.
And then there is a void.
Dr Zik May 2015
Truth is life
Life is flower
Dew is you
Fragrance is smile
that goes to the last mile
Zik Poetry
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
If you were just the flower
You'd have a little extra fragrant power
Everyone who met you would love you
But none of them would love you like I do
Dr Zik Apr 2015
The fragrance: to satisfy
As you present nearby
You are dear merciful!
As it gave me inner bliss
As rain is to catharsis
Dr Zik Apr 2015
Love is the essence
where roses live with thorns
no one rejected
no one hated
and
fragrance spreads everywhere
zik poetry
Dr Zik Apr 2015
One who can not make change in oneself
Is it possible for him to make a change in others?
A flower that can't blossom
How can it emit a fragrance?
One who can't make determination
How can he find a way out?
One who doesn't know you
How can he talk about you?
One who can't struggle in darkness
How can he make a journey to light?
Morning is for those who've struggled at night
Dr Zik Mar 2015
Words with layers of meaning
rushed to come in my mind!
When
A recall springs out of heart in the want of You
And then I feel! Distance between the two
me and You
disappears
And
Fragrance with the news of meeting
spreads in no time!
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
My lover is shy;
She would not let me touch her.
I wrote poems to her;
They fell silent on the paper.

My lover is sly,
She would tape us together,
Reading my longings, my desires,
Playing to my fulfillment.

Moaning,
Groaning,
Bound together, glued,
Holding our hands together;
One strong fragrance
Holding our breath together;
Silent climatic death,
Sweet ecstasy.
Sally A Bayan Dec 2014
(10WX2)

While I live,
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a muffled
~~~~~~~
unforgotten
~~~~~~~
fragrance
~~~~~~~
breathes
~~~~~
wit­hin
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me.
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It'll
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fade
~~~~~
with me
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when i soar
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to the Heavens.
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Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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