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Eleanor B Aug 2016
Every night,
If you'll look closely enough at the sky,
You could see the thousands of Iranian children silently,
Walking trough the minefield,
With plastic keys hanging from their necks
that were promised to bring them
to paradise,
When the mines will
**explode.
Let's take a moment and keep in mind all the Iranian children that lost their lives, while going before the army trough the minefields to "demoralize the enemy and to show the determination of the Iranian people".
Leila Valencia Aug 2016
Shut slowly. Inch, inch - quietly careful
Tirelessly weary
Ever so close yet seemingly distant

Before air could Not pass, a slight crooked hand slips through the seal
The eyes believe its a welcoming shake, so opening - inch, inch
It's gilded gleam deludes, the captured gaze. Ones Hypnotized.
Before you could open your eyes....

The charred hand covered in scars of the past shakes yours.

Do feelings come fast?
Hatred burns inside?
Do you recoil from the truth?

The past the present. Works the same. Yet if you let it, the past will hold - from the present....
Always, when your door inches towards you, Close your eyes and..... Shut!
Needing to move forward but something from the past is holding you back
Tehreem Aug 2016
She clasped his face
In her hands firmly
She broke off the kiss
To read his weary skin
Her eyes peered into his dark ones
Dead dreams swirled in them
All she saw was magical madness
This moment encased their worship
Together they were a nascent universe
Her devotion to be devoured
His lips inflamed for her touch
He struggled to kiss her weak
She held him more torn and lost
"Your lips are too pure to kiss me"
A prayer of connection.
Marcus Belcher Aug 2016
My hands
My hands are capable
Of anything
I feel them surge

It is fire
That does not burn
But excites
The vision is bright

Using them to expand
Beyond limits of normal man
I seek a new sphere
Conquer the fear

Intelligent reflected
Harmony and Song
I am the balance
Right and the Wrong
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
jerely Aug 2016
float on top of the blue sky

soar like an eagle

without fears to measure

without doubts to worry.

Just fly like a bird,

is it amazing?
It was a death-experienced
adventure ride i took yesterday but
it was such an amazing moment with my cousins <3
Can't forget this unforgettable things
in life.



p.s it's been awhile since i write on hp
& i miss y'll people from hp <3
how are you guys doing?
Batool Aug 2016
when its the monsoon season,
and it rains every other day
your memories dribble down
like rain drops on a window pane
as there is no way out
they pool in the recesses of heart
like rain water pools when there is no drain,
it is then, when all i want is to be a kid again
to jump in that pool
and let the memories splash and splatter
creating a beautiful moment
worthy of living !!
Thomas Shepherd Aug 2016
Wo immer du bist, was immer du tust
Wie dir es auch geht - ob schlecht oder gut
Sei dir bitte stets zu jeder Zeit treu,
dem offnen Gespräch zu keiner Zeit scheu
Schau öfter auf dich, hör andren gut zu
Genieß was du hast und komm mal zur Ruh
Die Zeit vergeht echt, schneller als man denkt
Lebensmomente - das wahre Geschenk
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