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Isabella 13m
Sunsets turn to stars
As scratches fade to scars
With time walls fall apart
While patience mends the heart
Äŧül 2h
What will you do going elsewhere,
If I am not going to be present there?

Why will you marry anyone else,
If you can never love anyone but me?

What will you do after marriage,
If it's not my heart that's your cage?

Where will you go for honeymoon,
If your heart still resides with me?

What will be that light or sound key,
If you experience them without me?

Come to my street, my place,
I shall keep you happy always.

Maybe I'm not so handsome or rich,
I still succeeded in kindling your love.

After all, I'm a Bhāräŧīyä in & out,
I shall take you closer to Đhärmä.

I shall love you with my gaze,
I shall show you how I keep my promises.

You will see what I shall be,
I just need some time, Jī...
For my Mïŧālī.

My HP Poem #1892
©Atul Kaushal
There are words
trapped in the honey
ugh so sticky if you feel

and im sure you'd find it funny
as a reason that the quiet,
so loud, is audible and so sweet

.
Anjali 5d
Eventually everything connects
These long days I need to sigh
And take things breath to breath
Some days I escape to forget
My appetite's multidimensional
Even though the love is mutual
What happened to the ages lost?
Was today just waiting in the wings?
Motivation is like a ***** word
My lucky coin can't buy nothing
But nothing else can buy it back
Time to rise and shine
And get the wheels back on track
Watching cable TV
It screams a blue and red dichotomy

Blend to purple
Black and blue
What am I supposed to do?
Black and blue
Those aimless zombies missed the mark
But their shot rings true

In a state of disbelief
In a land of disagreement
I'll hang my hat on tempting fate
Knowing well I'll never get a second chance
I'll melt the polar glaciers
With the laser focus of an errant glance
These lost days I need to find my peace
And speak my piece
Let the dogs up off the leash
The fighting spirit runs wild and free
No mental fitness guru tells me who to be
Or what to say
I have a mantra I repeat
Again and again and again

I test the muddy waters
And dip my toes in
But the verdict is lukewarm
I steal the honey all for the money
District the bees that swarm
Why else, of course
Blend to purple
A royal cordial

Black and blue
No guru gonna tell me what to do
White Shadow Oct 10
I'm a very impatient person
But baby what magic have you done
I can wait for you
Anywhere, anytime for no matter how long
Maybe because
At the end I get to see your face
I get to see your smile
Maybe this magic is what people call love...
Kitten Yvad Oct 8
and so i dream of filling my life
all the spaces her laugh
points to

so i dream of self affection
(all the hazy heat of a
milkywildflowered oatmeal bath)

all the attention i would wish
the capacity to shower her with

i dream up warmth and strength;
things her laugh points to
when i go inwards
and do the work,

in my mind
in the fields,


I have to do alone.
when I dream
she is the archangel Jeremiel
about a motherfigure or what I'd wish for in a motherfigure or what I would wish to give of myself as a motherfigure.
Allesha Eman Oct 7
Although moments are fleeting,
so are worries,
Even summer’s goodbye,
Is a mosaic of pigments
That one can not help but stare
In absolute admiration

Good things end,
and better things begin.
ABIL Oct 7
Love...Love...Love

How cruel a Mistress you can be.
You touch minds and break hearts.
Yet you think I don't see,
Another victim that you made in me.

                                                                     You took my love
                                                                     And OH, did she leave
                                                                     She was the air in my lungs.
And now I can't breath....

But don't fret
I forgive you still
But I will not forget
That you turned my life into a hill

                                                                     My Dear Love, L......
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