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Apparicious Apr 2016
How bored did we get?
From here to there
Searching for souls

To be Revealed
Only for true people to see
You can be true

Just look and see
See the world differently
Be who you want to be

Never give up
But watch and see

See the miracles
You might even be one

Think differently
To see other people's pain
Think about what they went through

Before you judge and be in vain.
L Marie Apr 2016
I am disgusted with myself
For inexplicably catching feelings
For someone I would never
Logically fall so hard for.
I must have left my heart open
And vulnerable and I'm sorry.
I hereby demand you leave my heart,
This is your eviction notice,
You have twenty four hours
To pack up and go and don't forget
To leave the key behind.

Please.

I'm begging.

This makes so little sense,
It is utterly maddening.
How could this happen to me?
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
Within the flower exists peace
Within our hours seek the heat
These bricks will crumble
Those words will tumble
Like water in the falls
Lonely wolf calls
I'm so tired of being alone
You've been gone for far too long
Honey, come home

All this time I've been waiting
These days, so lonesome with wasting
The flash of you that illuminates the room
My darkness will be broken soon

Fearless and free, the day you left me
A single petal sat, cool and settled
Fearless and free, the day you left me
Roots dug in deep, heart propelling your wings to beat

Inverse temples reside in my heaving chest
Distorted order rises from your best
Call to arms those little wonders
Let 'em teach us how to thunder
Another rewrite. Pay no mind.
Arvind Bhardwaj Mar 2016
One day I thought, does dreams are important to fly?

Started thinking.....
Birds have wings and they touch the sky, copter has fan then they ply.
Can I have anything, so I can fly?
I neither have wings nor fan, shall i continue or drop the plan?

Little confused.

One day I got a dream that I am flying higher and higher,
I woke up and found myself on bed, I said Oh! dream you are lier.

I want to fly when I discussed with dad,
He reacted suddenly and said are you mad?

what to do, what to not, poured a water in my thirsty throat..
Thinking, I am one in millions crowd, what to do so dad feel proud.

He said to me are you mad? I will surely fly my beloved dad..

Later..
going deeper and deeper like a creeper in a book i got a line,
It really changed mind of mine.

Line was...
If your dreams are bound then you are on ground,
if you dream high you touch the sky.

I shouted yes this is the swing, for which i searched everything

Now I found the answer..

when to laugh, when to cry.
when to wet, when to dry,
when to quiet and when to scream,
How to sleep and how to Dream

It was the time when i found the Treasure,
Now I am happy and living in pleasure.

Oh my dad now I can clearly see,
Success was locked till, but now I found the Key.

Now I will touch the sky, because I got a answer **How to FLY
DaSH the Hopeful Mar 2016
I finally figured a piece that could fit
     Decent enough to mention
          That gets deeper with each visit
     And though it wasn't my intention
       We invented vivid scriptures Shakespeare would weep to
           Crackheads could sleep to
       That's just the calm of absolution as it creeps through
         We never needed a deity's forgiveness or god to bear witness
   To this **** that we do behind closed doors cause in these moments I'm finally yours

      And that's all that should matter
Engineer Mikay Feb 2016
i don’t know how it could be?
that now you are here for me
you're always there to cheer me up
when i feel like i'm about to pop
how could i love you more?
more than you're asking for
i wish i could do the same
embracing you when the rain came
loving you with all of my heart
like no one can break us apart…
How can you carry yourself-
an empty mind, heart, and soul?
Erik Jon Jensen Jan 2016
my gravel-headed daydream,
or
is your head a cloud?
Your eyes must be water droplets.
Behind tired eyes, I see you
and
the sun is breaking you open
exposing your inner fog.
Why did I think you were made of
small pebbles?
You can be nothing but
the morning clouds drawing their lines
across the sky.
Àŧùl Jan 2016
Tell me why do they fight,
Why did you endow violence.

Tell me why do they suffer,
Why did you gift them pain.

Tell me why do they hate,
Why did you give them feelings.

Tell me why,
Tell me why,
Oh tell me why...


Tell me how to achieve peace,
Why should we not love everyone.

Tell me how to alleviate pain,
Why should we not heal everybody.

Tell me how to initiate love,
Why should we not respect all.

Tell me how,
Tell me how,
Oh tell me how...
My HP Poem #988
©Atul Kaushal
Tab Dec 2015
We run in the same circles
I figured this would happen
That I couldn't avoid you forever
I watched as temporary girls clung to you
I pretended not to notice
I smiled too brightly and laughed too loudly
Hoping to that I could cause the same ache in your chest that was living in mine
But I had to tell myself that even though you were here you weren't here for me
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