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Alok 7h
O! the silent meditating deep green!
To whom you bow your head?
Like a thousand years Yogi!
To whom you bow your head?

Your only color  green attracks!
As you have keep it without regret
The only color green?
You have no desire for others!
You are peace within,
And so too contented.
Show me the way of simplicity.

You keep standstill your legs.
For thousand and thousand days!
I feel boredom to you!
But you smile and teach me the Happiness!
O the Green!
You keep the language of *** within.
O the Green!
You bless me the green and forever
I may remain serene.
whenever we observe the green nature, we may find something deep inside the green nature. this is really mysterious!
As I stand upon this bridge of mine
And watch the ripples flow
I think of all the things I do and do not know

I’m hidden in a corner
So no one else can see

Floating through my silence
That's as loud as sound can be

Senses are disabled
I need to sync with me
Just Me
Umi 1d
Sighing dreamily in the depth of a friday night,
Over all the clouds, over all our little problems the stars shine down,
Shine down onto the blue, little almost meaningless dot we call our very home, the sphere filled with the gift of life and its surprises,
It is the truce of a mind put into unrest and all those worries,
One might call it a wonderful heaven, another might call it the outer abyss approaching, as our sweet mother earth turns away from light,
But there is one thing we should all agree on, just this once,
The tranquility of the night, the allure stars all shining bright,
As each creature peacefully has laid down to rest and slumbers,
Suddenly all our differences, believes and arguments,
Have together with the light vanished into the consuming darkness,
In the orchestra of life, we all have taken our role,
One might be arguably more important than another,
However, all instruments are needed for this concert.
Even if tomorrow were not to come, I wouldn't care.
After all, life is too allure to rest my eyes under this river of stars!
And its transience makes it a tale conveyed in song,
With a heart open to what the next dream will bring.

~Umi
Poem number 200! Thank you all for reading, if you have that is.
................. maybe....................   
I'm                                    out
       but   you   popped
                  in my
                  heart.
I'm maybe out....
Lynnia 1d
They ask me why
I care so young
I shrug a lie
On silver tongue
Can’t waste my breath
On smaller trials
Can’t stop for death,
It makes me vile
If I can’t help you,
can’t make you see,
can’t give you hope,
what’s the point of me?
What am I here for?
Why let me be?
I’ve more to do here
Than hide or flee
There’s so much I’ve got
So much to give
If that’s all for naught,
why even live?
I’m here for a reason
So lend me an ear
It’s not just this season
It should be all year!
If I have two shirts,
why not pass one down?
If someone else hurts,
can’t I turn their frown?
Is this not my purpose?
Is this not my heart?
Go mend all those pieces;
don’t tear them apart.
If I’m here, I’m here for a reason. If I’m here and I’m happy and other people aren’t and that makes me sad, maybe that’s an indicator of what I’m here for. And if I’m here and I’m doing nothing, what’s the point of even existing?
Kee 2d
My edge
My straight edge
Cuts deep
And doesn’t want to let go
My straight edge
Loves to make you remember everything
But she wants you to forget to
My straight edge
Loves a game
And she’ll play it with you
My straight edge
Is a force to be reckoned
Beware
My straight edge
Is my worst nightmare
And paradise from ****
My straight edge
Is many things
But never has she left me
Bryce 3d
Fluorescent bulb flicks
I write sonnets to loved ones
That will never be.
Bryce 3d
The indigo night
Full of stars racing westward
On an empty road
I can't tear myself to pieces anymore
I can't give my all to you anymore
The more of myself that I give to you
The more of myself that I have to lose
I can hold my own hand
After all I'm the only one who understands
I must have some self respect...
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