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Jay M Sep 2020
Take it in

The sky
Great expanse of blue
Filled with clouds
Puffy and white or dark and grey
Or none at all

The birds
Hawks soaring high
Crows and pigeons
Finches and doves
Hanging around
Each day
If you care to look

The streets
Full of cars
Pumping in gas
To pump it right out
Ground littered with trash
A candy wrapper
A plastic bag
Broken glass
Swiftly do people pass

People
Out on the street
Begging on their feet
Or walking despite the heat
Some you may just know
Others just another face

Take it in
Embrace it all
Every moment counts
Even if you fall
Remember it all
The present is precious

The ones you know
Hold them close
Enjoy every minute
It's never coming back

If this day
Was your last
Could you look back
Fondly with a smile
At everything then
Could you live with that?

- Jay M
September 21st, 2020
Live, don't just survive. Take a look around. Don't like what you see? Then do something about it.

Think about the birds carefully..

*Listened to "Sacred" by Citizen Soldier while writing this.
Mystic Ink Plus Aug 2020
Namaste

Let me
Treat you
Like
A piece of art
Rare

A living art
A moving art
A breathing art
Ageless

Always
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: forever
Author's Note: So mute, yet so loud.
Amanda Sant'Anna Jul 2020
When it’s my time to rot,
I hope I get to lie underneath blue sky
Where I can give my warmth back to the sun,
So thankful for the borrowing
I hope my skin becomes a white daisy fearlessly growing by the road
So I'll get to remind you of the beauty in the world
And maybe my cells will become a cherry
Their sweetness forever imprinted in your lips
I hope my body gets to return the gift it received,
'Cause what a precious gift
And my love, I hope it can be carried by your heart
'Cause what a precious heart.
Muzaffar Saqib Jul 2020
She has imprisoned the freedom of my love,
No one has right to have me except her,
Many have touched this body of flesh,
No one has touched my soul except her,
I'm in love with the heart she have,
No one has touched mine except her,
I can't sleep without looking at her pictures,
No one gives me that frith except her,
God forbid! I got sufferings in her absence,
No one has right to hold my hands except her,
If someday I need to snug from cold people,
No one has right to hug me except her,
The day I feel troubles in bed,
No one can ****** my hairs except her,
I wish I die with my eyes on her face,
No one can have my head in lap except her,
She is delicate, exquisite and perfect part of my life,
No one will have me except her..
The one I wrote this one isn't with me, but the heart still says it
angelique Jul 2020
when time slips through your fingers,
you realise just how precious it is

~

as soon as a second steers
itself into manifold past
the mind is
programmed,
spurred by intuition
to reflect pure
imagination or contradiction,
to accept or to deny;
'tis all up to you


~
Khaab Jul 2020
The most precious sound to me
is that tune,
The tune...that my mother hums while cooking.
The kitchen looks like the Valley of Flowers
and she...dancing like a butterfly among them.
The euphonious tune fills the enviornment
and leaves me in the peace,
that I long for...
Mama feels like home...actually mama is home!!
In the morning, alarm clocks ring,
Covers rustle, small birds sing;
But when I wake, I've slept too long-
And wake to find you already gone.
I pat the pillows sadly, wishing you were here,
Then arise more steadily with mounting fervent cheer;
For tonight you shall return to me-
Tonight, you will be near;
And I await your presence
My love, my precious dear.
Savio Fonseca Jul 2020
She guided My Hands,
so I could paint Her Canvas.
It was in the City of Rome,
that I lay on Her Campus.
The Night was Young,
as I held My Precious Treasure.
We started on a Journey,
in search for a little Pleasure.
We crawled into Bed,
in the same old Fashion.
Our Heartbeats arose,
pouring out Our Passion.
Our Midnight Romance,
had a Delicious Taste.
As My Lips ran down,
Her Beautiful Waist.
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