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George Krokos Jun 2020
We'd all be so much better off from the start
if we attained to a clean mind and pure heart
'cause they work together well but not so apart
and our lives would end up being a work of art
finished by an accomplished artist at their craft
who'd also be highly regarded prior to the draft
on a blank canvas of our life's unfolding drama
without anything to hinder the superb panorama.
_____
Written early in 2020.
Dinesh Padisetti Jun 2020
Hollowed out heart
A scoop of ice-cream for you, Madam ?
All meaty, red & ******
It comes with a sprinkle of my emotions.

Take a spoon & have a taste
Do you feel me now ?
Or do you need the air in my lungs too ?
To feel my love.
Poetry is supposed to make you feel deeply otherwise it isn't poetry, it's just empty meaningless words stringed together that rhymes.
Sreeyaa Jun 2020
sun
They say the sun,
was selfless to a fault,
he died everyday,
to let the moon get,
a glimpse of the world
Bina Mukherjee May 2020
What do you do when you are very happy?
I.....jump, sing and dance with them heartily.
What makes you feel better when you are very sad?
I.....hug them and close my eyes for a moment stealthily.

They say that children are God sent angels.
And I am blessed with two precious jewels.

When the world doesn't acknowledge me with the tag of an average culinarian,
They say "you are a great chef"!
When my day is pale and grim
They brighten the day with their priceless grin.

When someone taunts me to be a lazy lady
They say....how hard you work mom for us and daddy.

They are my motivator and the lucky charms.
I find happiness in their pure arms.
Their smile, touch and care can only give solace when in dearth.
This is the best gift for a mom on earth.

How I wish this crystalline love for their mother stays with them forever....
Hope they do not get manipulated when they start chasing the materialistic pleasure.

They are my biased children and I am their selfish mother,
Who will always want her angel kids to remain pure as they are.

Bina Mukherjee
ChronicSage May 2020
Stormy...insatiable
drenched...more
don’t stop…overflow
surge...splash
pleasure...more...
Mrs Anybody May 2020
3am
3am
is a weird
time

you may
get angry
at the world
for every
little
injustice

you may
feel lonely
even though
you talk
with friends

you may
get nostalgic
remembering
all the times
you were careless

you may
fall in love
over and
over again

3am
is a weird
time

and yet
it is mostly
the time
you're your
purest self
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Charlotte T Jul 2020
She pressed her palms together
and prayed to be desired with purity,
free from lust and deceit.
“What waits for me behind the horizon line?”
din le lo May 2020
She is the labyrinth
With wings spread far and wide

She is the eclipse
Half moon; shuddered stars

Be different
Her womb is as fragile as the crown she wears
hybridstorm May 2020
Flow through my dry hair,
Enrich me with your strength,
Kiss me on my cheek softly,
And let me grow into a grove over you.
Certain people, places, things and forces have the power to love you and heal you so much that you end up forever indebted to them, for their unshaken and unconditional care. Respect them, and they sweep you off of your feet, into a world of beauty and brightness.
Sherenna May 2020
I once dreamed of love,
A love that is so pure,
A love that is so kind

The day I bumped into a single road,
Was the day I bumped into love I never expected.

Love has never crossed my mind,
Not ever.
But love comes unexpectedly,
At times where I least expected it.

But love is so kind,
Love is so pure,
Love streghten my wings,
Love leads a journey to an infinite galaxy.

And love is no longer a dream.
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