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Pranav Khanna Dec 2019
It all starts with a friendship that seems too good to be true,
And you feel like you’ve seen everything through,
You fall for every small thing about them,
And you don’t doubt your soul, for this is what you’ve longed for in this mayhem.
You want them to be your everything, with you being selfless,
You want the bond that you have to be the air when you’re breathless.
That’s the beauty of love, something that is unprecedented,
That’s the harmony of love in the melody called “life”.

You grow into each other and you feel complete,
You want to be together always, so that you’re never obsolete,
You think that this will fall apart, NEVER
But you forget that nothing lasts forever,
You start off great and have a lot of fun,
You fall in love with each other and put your heads in front of a gun,
But that’s the beauty of love, something that is unprecedented,
That's the harmony of love in the melody called “life”.

You let them influence you in many ways,
You try to blend in with their thoughts all the nights and days,
You let them take over your life like no one else ever has,
They lift your spirits and make you happy, but that's short lived, alas
You start to diverge when everything seems to be falling into place,
You fight, you scream even though you love them, but can no longer find solace.
But that’s the beauty of love, something that is unprecedented,
That's the harmony of love in the melody called “life”.

You push them away because of your anger,
And in your memories of them, you let your mind linger.
You start to feel that you’re at fault,
So you start your days with a single malt,
You start doubting yourself once again,
Even though you know you’re the king of this game,
You know you don’t need someone else to complete you,
You can love yourself and that way, feel complete too.
See that’s the beauty of love, something that is unprecedented,
That’s the harmony of love in the melody called “life”.

You need to know that there are people who really care,
Self doubting and blaming yourself isn’t really fair,
You need to know that this is just another rough patch,
You don’t have to worry about a thing 'cause there are people ready to help you start from scratch,
Just know that what doesn’t **** you makes you stronger,
It prepares you for the worst and helps you resist downfalls for longer.
‘cause that’s the beauty of love, something that is unprecedented,
That’s the harmony of love in the melody called “life”.

I know it’s hard, to deal with this on your own,
But you have me, I promise, in this, you’re not alone,
They’ll come around if you’re meant to be together,
And you’ll have a happy ever after, forever.
Just don’t get bogged down by these little things,
Have faith in yourself and make the world see your mighty wings.
I’m telling you that that’s the beauty of love, something that is unprecedented,
That’s the harmony of love in the melody called “life”.
For the ones that feel a little lost because of a heartbreak. And the ones that need to know that's there's always someone looking out for them, even though they might feel alone in this chaotic world.
Iz Dec 2019
I’m 15
I lie more then periodically
I hate my family
I don’t care
if your great grandma is also Swedish
I like attention
Every time I swim I scream
underwater til my throat gets raw
I wanted to die before
I learned what *** was
It’s easier to starve myself than love myself
I think I could be pretty
I wonder what it’s like to trust someone enough to let them hold you
I want to let someone hold me
I’m afraid of my mind most nights
I want to go to college but
I am scared
of leaving high school
My parents expectations are the only thing preventing me from dying
I’ve been to a psych ward
and mistook it for  home
I miss when my family used to have harmony
I think I’m underwater
Since it feels like no one can hear me
I miss when lies were only about sneaking an extra mint
I want to live but anxiety fogs my future
I don’t want to be 15
I’m sorry for saying what I mean
I’m tired of hiding my truth
ranveer joshua Dec 2019
if only you weren’t tone deaf,
i would’ve been the music to your life.
i could be a gentle harmony like a piano,
yet a surprise, an adventure, like forte.
Nyx Lilith Nov 2019
the ocean is blue
blue for the sky,
blue for the calm,
blue for freedom,
blue for the way it mirrors the flight of the larks.

the trees are green
green for the leaves,
green for happiness,
green for harmony,
green for the life it makes course through the veins of every living creature.

the sky is white
white for the clouds,
white for purity,
white for simplicity,
white for the snow that falls from it every cold season to embrace the world.
this is part one of a 3-part poem, the others continuing it as the present and the future.
George Krokos Nov 2019
When water flows
downward it goes
and those around
rejoice the sound
from heaven's store
showers galore.

Farmers are pleased
their burdens eased
for crops shall grow
harvest will show
and dams get filled
scarcity killed.

Soils come alive
and start to thrive
moisture absorbed
below it's stored
to do the work
it doesn't shirk.

Nature's seasons
have their reasons
they come and leave
and don't deceive
when water flows
good it bestows.

The rains that fall
on parched land stall
drought in a place
and then may trace
a river's course
gravity's force.

It's not alright
to see the sight
of too much rain
that's come again
in a short time
and out of clime.

When water flows
but harm it shows
who is to blame
to change the game
and to restore
harmony's shore?
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Written in 2019.
Shiv Pratap Pal Nov 2019
We need a Cleanser
To clean the Air
To clean the Water
To clean the Atmosphere
To clean the Soil

We need a Cleanser
To clean the Minds
To clean the Thoughts
To clean the Hearts
To clean the Souls

We also need a Blender
To Blend all these properly
And transform the world
Into a better place to live in
With Peace, Harmony and Luxury
Do  you also feel the need of these??  Please Let me know.
Dhimss Nov 2019
Our hearts drummed in harmony
Souls synced invariably,
If this is 'nt love
what could be?
we re in love(feeble reminders:))
Alaa Oct 2019
A greater cause,
means a better life.
Or atleast so they voice.
But how do you fight for what is right;
when all you dispose of is knife?

I ask myself who is my greatest enemy?
Is it me, myslef, or I?
Mybe all I need is a remedy.
To make all the wrong rectify.

I know that all of what I am capabe of holding is a weapon.
But how do you use such a thing when you can't tell the difference between your foe and your allies?
All I see are demons who seem to have come from the heart of heaven.
But afetr all, isn't that everybodies homeland. Even the devil knows all of its alleys.

But mybe weapons as deadly as they can be,
are the more or less something like you and me.
Mybe they weren't found for the unique cause of killing.
Pedro Reyes made weapon in art fullfilling.

What was war's greatest tool.
Has now become harmony's moor.
What was used in fights caused by sheer unreason.
Has now brought all people even.

All those cries,
all those tries.
And I still can't realize:
what on earth can possibly be my cause.
Pedro Reyes is a mexican artist who's most famous for making musical instruments out of weapons
William Marr Oct 2019
Lying back to back on a plate
an orange
and a banana
each dream
its own dream

Cézanne comes over
gives the banana
a half turn
Its graceful inner curve now
embraces the orange’s plumpness

Instantly the air softens
the color fluid
and rich
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