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Shelley-May Jul 2017
I find myself drawn to places where we have been together, where I will eat and sit contentedly in the warmth of a place.
Enjoying the warm memories of us together.
I guess that's what we do when we miss people. When alone, we find a place that is familiar.
I miss him.
But in a good way.
I miss the fun we had together.
I miss the jokes we made, the sound of our laughter.
I miss seeing his clear blue eyes under those heavy lashes, peering into mine.
Just being happy to do so.
Just that.
trinity Jul 2017
Happiness is thick air,
Full of anticipation;
A silvery autumn breeze
Skating across the textured sky;
Laughter bouncing between friends,
Escaping briefly to bring smiles to the faces of onlookers.
Nostalgia is when the moon is bright,
So the whole family steps outside to see it;
Driving at daybreak,
Hues of pink and gold and orange painting one’s vision;
Not quite catching fireflies,
But reaching for them anyway.
Anger is a rainy day,
When the sun still glimmers through the dark clouds;
An eyelash perched delicately on someone’s cheek,
Wiped away without a wish being made;
The pounding of music,
As it shakes bones and rattles hearts.
Sadness is a freezing winter night,
When not even breaths can be kept secret;
The dim glow of streetlamps at the glimmer of dawn,
Flickering before going out altogether until night falls again;
The last whisper of color in the air,
In the unrecognized moment that day warps into night and the world is almost still.
Emotions are yours to define.
uuuhhhh....not one of my best
Rose Small Jul 2017
Love is like an addictive
drug.
Easy to get hooked on,
hard to let go.
Both calming and stressful,
it's a way to cope.
You can choose to
let it hurt you,
or you can
choose to allow it
to fill the empty void.
But either way,
love will find a way
to ******* up.
Whether it's a good way
or
a bad
way.
=====
Thou art lovely spring days
streams back over the gravity of Ebb
On the snap
Thee floating on a pale purple leaf
and the reason (where we may know)
The golden glisten day of May
Take me So far away
As you
Look like my friends
untouched
though I catch
yet in the illusion!
=====


@Musfiq us shaleheen
(Dedicated to my friend Habib who now lives in heaven)
david mitchell Jul 2017
maybe you wanted it,
maybe you didn't;
to split.
i tried to keep my hopes hidden,
for a thoughtful misfit,
and a dancer from britain,
to just admit it.
but it seemed so forbidden.
and now they're both sad hypocrites,
so it's been coincidentally omitted.
so i'm done with it,
for the sake of the ransacked
musings on stagnation,
the hex-codes,
and the hopes of damnation.
the things i miss most,
are simply our conversations.
~
whoops
Sam Jul 2017
They sing from trees

Cicadas come with Summer
Bringing that endless "buzz"

I find myself nostalgic when caught beneath their spell
Still it hits my heart and makes me feel okay

A bittersweet melody
One I need to hear

Yet it makes me sad
A melancholy euphoria
PoeticPresident Jun 2017
I look at the waves
and feel the ocean breeze;
the cold atmosphere to my skin
leaving me with goosebumps
But not until you come
and wrap your arms around me
We'd sit together and look at the stars
Play connect the dots
while trying to find the constellation
We form our own shapes
and talk about how we'll create
our own little Utopia
while looking at the midnight sky

Ohh,
the grapes you pop into my mouth
The sweetness is like the kisses
you plant on my lips,
even when I cry
And everything I do,
you wrap your arms around me
and let my tears wet your shirt
You then rub my back and remind me
that the good outweighs the bad
even on my darkest days

I swear you're magnetic
because even when you're away
I can still feel your aura
The burning passion and affection
that we have for each other
is predestined for eternity
and
NO ONE CAN BREAK THAT
But baby,
when we arrive home
the land will carry us
and we'll uphold our values
for pessimisstic beliefs
are just myths
because love does exist
And man, this one that we have
is sureal
It's real,
but it's like it's not
because it's like living in a fantasy
It's just orange soda you see
Tastes delicious
when it touches my taste buds
and goes down my throat
into my stomach
**** IT'S APPETISING

Tupac said to Jada
that she brings him
to ****** without ***
and baby, I give those words to you

I wanna live with you
FOREVER
even when we're ghosts
or magical creatures in Utopia
So that we can plant our love
on various people who are like us;
Predestined for eternity

You're my euphoria...
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