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lilpoiein Aug 2015
We don't think about sleep.
We don't think about time.
We think about goal.

We are not machine.
We sleep with achievement.
Kristina Tomic Jul 2015
How many miles would you walk,
how many miles would you run,
how many hours would you fly,
how many times would you die,
rise again new and try
ask yourself how and why,
to stop to crawl and start to fly.

How many tears would you shed,
how many nights alone in your bed,
how many thoughts in your head,
and wishes unsaid and unfed.

One brave soul,
can bear it all,
and pay the toll,
to reach that goal.

Never mind the miles,
never count your tears,
count your smiles,
and destroy the fears.

Distance may be great,
journey may be long,
though will make you strong,
and lead where you belong.

Only one brave heart,
family as its part,
makes miles vanish,
and though often far,
often longed and missed,
always by your side,
in truth never apart.
Deepti S P Jul 2015
Goal is a dream,
Strive for your goal.
Follow your dreams,
Realize your potential.
Seize every opportunity,
In most difficult times.
When faced with impending failures,
Do not loose hope.
Mobilize your thoughts,
Overcome fear.
Keep a positive mindset,
Shun all negatives.
Dreams map the future,
The road to success.
XIII Jun 2015
XCIX + I
= C
100 poems down
100 poems written without regret

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z*
I've used them all up, is there more to say?
Ah, just wait and see!
Special characters, numbers, oh yes I have more than yesterday!
A poem to celebrate my 100th poem! Also, I've used all the letters of the alphabet as the first letter of every title of my poems! Cheers!
Rockie May 2015
I often wonder what it's like,
To have a led a very different life,
Where camera flashes
And fans gate crashing concerts
Are really rather normal;
A life where sword throwing
And fire eating
Is how you earn your livings;
A journey where you are enrolled in other lives
And act a million more;
A destination, a goal, a life,
Where it isn't just plain old *me.
Arpan Rathod May 2015
In the rainy dark night,
Two hearts having fight,

In the silence of the night.
Their heartbeats screaming more than thunderstorms.

Remembering their first kiss
In season's first rain.
Smelling each other and kissing away each other's pain.

Remembering the long drives,
And dancing together,
Getting closer and closer to each other.

Remembering the nights,
They spent holding each other,
Reminiscing promises broken one after another.

Remembering the day,
They last met,
The date Feb 14 and the year was '08.

In their eyes, there is love,
And some tears,
Will they meet again? Like some fears.

They were meant to be,
But now it's clear,
They have to leave and live their fear.

As the raindrops became dry,
They were meant to say goodbye.
Thanks for the help Victoria Garcia.
And how can I forget my Capsicum.? Love.
the Sandman Apr 2015
I don't have a distinct poetic agenda
And I can never recollect accurately in tranquility.
All I am is a voice, but
I want to be a loud one
-Not seeking inspiration
Under every rock laying unturned
With a cosmic universe throbbing
Patiently under it.
I want to lie awake at night,
Vowing not to sleep until I reach my next goal-
I want to have goals
And not be a dreamless drunk;
I want to fly
And not flutter;
I want my wings to melt,
Over and over again,
Day after day,
Until I can build wings strong enough
To hold the heat of the sun
Inside them, and then propel further.
I am not Icarus. I am not
An aimless butterfly.
I am with direction.
Color isn't often defined by its being
Its defined by its number one object
Yellow can't be but a gold ring
And grey can't be but a rock yet
Grass is green, and green are trees
And visa-versa can be applied to these
But you can't draw a picture with a tree or a ring
You draw it with your soul
So if you ask what color means
To tell you that is my goal
Color is your soul
Dr Zik Apr 2015
If you need to go beyond
And don’t want to play a game
You need not to walk or fun
Tool or trick or tact or fame

If no plan; you have at all
Talking about he or she
Any season or snow fall
Fly to have it like a bee

If your goal is miles so far
You have no food, fish or fin
No matter plane, train or car
Face no trip through thick or thin

Go with care be determined
And you have to see your past
You have your inner! You find
You will be succeed at last
Dr Zik Mar 2015
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
spring will come soon if its autumn
and will lessen your worries and sorrows
sense of loss will be vanished
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
Oh my heart control your tides
Lest the lovely scene disturb or disappear
The scene which is reflected by tears
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
Remain in contact with your eye and heart
Water the tiny plant in the core by one
There are no deserts or dazzling rays of cruel sun
There is a rain all the way long
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
you will succeed in achieving the goal
Remember failure is key to success
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
spring will come soon if its autumn
and will lessen your worries and sorrows
sense of loss will be vanished
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
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