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Michael Jul 2021
Escape from this busy life if for just one day.
Have some fun, do something good.
Go out and play.
Hit the pool 'till you've had enough.
Get some sun in a game of golf.
Just get out and take a breath of life,
it'll be okay.
Hello everyone,
I try to make a poem,
Out of something short and sweet.
But I want to thank all of you for
your kindness and generosity.

Everyone here, has emotions that
vary from big and small...
but all the same goes,
we are unique
and that's what brings
us together as a
wholesome community.

Our lives walk on different paths,
and each time the days go past,
we come on here to share our feels,
to help us spread emotions that cannot be felt.
So ever so kind, thoughtful and emotionally heard...
as I Thank You all
to take your time
to read ones poem,
show's the true hearts
of another poet...or simply
you are here to read...
so I thank you for your
greetings and salutations
as we continue to speak.
Thank you everyone.
Carlo C Gomez Jul 2021
~
...of wine and mirth
and holy birth,

of flowers and promise
and braided calmness,

of hummingbird and dragonfly
and their descending sky,

of porpoise and whale
and us as wind against the sail,

of grown wishes and sadness
in the flat fields under duress,

of sugar-filled cocoons and syrup
and sweetest honeymoon trip,

of dimples of Venus
and smiles from Adonis,

of thin walls about her room
in hopes to visit soon,

of all things made and said
and each time we shared a bed...

~
selina Jul 2021
laughs carried down by an ocean breeze
we spin beach umbrellas like strip poles
as the world spins beneath our feet
your smile is contagious, and i know

i have the worst tanline in a history of tanlines
but this is the best time i've had in a long time
good summer vibes :)
Hope Jul 2021
Freedom was a writer from whom his name was stolen.
That of whom left his breaths on every page he wrote the meanings of which, were torn from his chest.
He was the fruit of his works,
of his labour.
And was the whistle in the wind that blew that blew through silence.
Hanging tastefully in the air.
A sweet sensation.
Who grew from dismality, was named and married to him as Hope.
The growths of their union,
the words of the tormented writer and the melodies of the candied breeze,
were songs of story sung for acres.
And who’s dawned legacies are the working times of their lovechildren,
Emancipation and Liberty.
The story of our people.
Dr K S Bhardwaj Jul 2021
Race Of The Life Never Ends
Till The People Reach Their Goal,
People Face All The Race Boldly
As They Are No Less Bold,

Not Only They Complete The Race
They Enjoy Life's Ups And Downs
Oscillation Right To Extreme Left
And Left To Extreme Right
Brings On Their Faces
Not A Single Frown.

Life Is Not Less Than Rainbow,
Has No Less Than Seven Colors,
That Gives Us Moments Of Joys
And Disappear Like Sweet Odors.

People Who Aren't Overjoyed
Nor Are Saddened Too Much,
Make Their Lives Pleasurable,
Rest Feel Life Is Sans happiness.

Life Is Like A Rainbow,
Has Its Two Ends Down,
But Notice Its Central Verge
That Touches Heavens.
Even In Normal Times, Life Is Full Of Ups And Downs. If #Covid Type Situations Arise, The People Are Highly Disturbed. But The Wise Always Remember That All Days Are Not Alike. So They Keep Their Cool And Face The Realities Of Life In A Pragmatic Manner.
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