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Arcassin B Nov 2015
by Arcassin Burnham

Has it been occurring to you,
Is it referring to you that I'm digging the
Accent,
The sofas very cheap and we made it out the storm,
won't prepare for the accidents,
Girl the beautys divine,
And the waves are crashing into my lungs,
Fire in your eyes as the rain turns to smoke,
As it evaporates into the sun,
My sweet lovin's on the run,
Happiness is a warm gun,
With you.
With You in Portuguese And A Beatles Reference haha
Sinai Oct 2015
He organised my hair
By deviding it into equal wisps
And laying them across my shoulder
I pinched my eyes
As I traced the outlines of his face
With my open lips

We had come down so hard
From the euphory we created just minutes before
The sweat had not dried yet
Our breathing irregular
The second we fell apart together
And hit the matress
Was the second reality hit us

"I don't want you to leave"
I tried to imagine
Every mile I was about to cross
Every face I would meet
Every fear I would conquer
But it was all buried in my love for him

In that moment
I wished I would explain that
The way he blew away
Everything I once thought mattered
And how I had been able to fix myself
While being held up by him
And that I wasn't that sure about this journey
Because I found everything I was looking for
Just like everything I was running from
In that bed

I wished I said all that
But instead I pinched some more
"I don't want me to leave either"
Love here writes new reflection,
Love again defines our affection.
Connection speaks about love,
To spread message flies a dove.

Flying in cheerful mind I am bird,
My daddy is very kind I tell word.
To learn and know, I have right,
I have to define my life as bright.

To Earth we come to play part
Light is love thread makes art.
Wisdom you give we too learn,
In love virtues we all do earn.

Mother we see again oh father,
Brothers say here not to bother.
Elder loves younger loves elder,
Love waves mind we feel ever.

Child bird returns to mom’s nest,
We go back to your lap for rest.
A fest we celebrate all together,
We separate and unite weather.

Everywhere flowers bloom love,
In flying, way does not miss dove.
Love again defines our affection.
Love here writes new reflection,

© Bhargabi Dei Mahakul, 2015. All rights reserved.
Love is the unique value and this is universally accepted as a lovely thread to tie up relationship. Love defines relationship and to spread this message, dove flies in sky. Here a soul realizes self and sings he is just like a bird and flying in cheerful mind. Soul urges his right to learn and making future bright in front of father. All souls come on Earth to play part. Father of heaven gives wisdom and we all learn. Virtues are too earned by wisdom of love. Relationships like mother, father brothers etc. are ******* in love. In mind we feel waves of love ever. To mom’s nest, child bird returns and to take rest we too go back to father. Flowers bloom in love. Dove does not miss at all flying way. Likewise love defines relationship and affection. This poem is written in Odisha, India and dedicated to the people of the world.
Gourab Banerjee Sep 2015
We don't know each other
Still we're friends
Known to each other
Well acquaintied about
One & another
How is this possible?
It's the gift of gab
In the age of being single
Being selfish
   "     apart
It get us together
Bring us close
It's nothing but facebook
Our love
   "  affection
   "  friend all the time
Late at night
As well in the busy day hours
It let us connected
Give us the touch of relativity-Written on 14.09.2012
Have you ever drowned in your own thoughts of overthinking and contemplating?
Trying to breathe but your anxiety won't let you stop shaking

You said you no matter what you'd always be here
So how come when I'm reaching out you're never there

Why make promises to only abandoned me?
I'm speaking more literally than figuratively

This overwhelming feeling of loneliness is too much to bare
Did I not do enough for you to leave me in despair?

All I ever wanted was someone to listen and wipe away the tears
Someone to talk me down from the ledge and talk away the fears

But I've just got stuck with a voicemail and no response
Except the operator and the pain exploding in the ambiance
Ana Habib Jun 2015
Who knew… (Part 1)

Such a day would come
Where I find myself feeling guilty, alone and burdened by memories of you
Of us..
I did I best to be your girl and then one day your wife
At the tender age of 19
What did I know back then?
But it had been one of the best days of my life
I never looked back since
I thought my life had been set
But soon enough problems began to trickle into our small perfectly built-up world

The voice you so dearly loved and longed to hear over the phone suddenly sounded too shrill to you and annoyed you out of your mind
The eyes you looked into so deeply at times had soon turned into a sickening shade of purple—which you say was just the result of anger
The lips you so tenderly locked with your own—was ripped and bleeding
The body you loved to kiss and caress all of sudden repulsed and one fine day you decided that it would now serve as your new punching bag

Swinging to the left, then to the right
Punching up then down
You did what you thought was right
To see me so small and broken forcibly pushed to the corner
Brought you immense pleasure, to this day I cannot imagine why
Everything I did angered you
Nothing was ever good enough and everything was always flawed
My words were just useless noises filling up the air
Conversation had turned into torture
Every minute I spent with you lasted longer than the previous one
But living under the same roof was unbearable

Can you imagine, everything took place in the same house I had so lovingly decorated to my heart’s content
The place I spend my first days as a newly married bride
Was now broken and unrecognizable
The walls that once bared memories was now artfully decorated with holes from the endless hours of fighting
Streaked with blood from a sucker punch or kick one too many
Furniture we had bough to together now lay ruined and in pieces from the strength you didn’t know you had
Clothes which had selected for me with artistic eye and keen sense of fashion often ended ripped and torn from your groping hands and angry fits
The jewelry you surprised me with when traveling one of the many places in the world (Paris/Rome/Mexico/) now glittered in a thousand broken shiny pieces

But I picked myself up and shook everything off
Thinking that this was fate and what we were going through was just a rough patch and that hopefully one day everything would go back to normal
I took a deep breath and move forward
Never letting my patience waver or my temper rise
And helped you to your feet

I listened to your worries
I shared your burdens
I basked in your glory
I loved you when you were feeling down
And supported you during your times of need

But what did all that do
Our happiness was always so short-lived
For days to a month at home
Until the vicious cycle began all over again
Styles Jun 2015
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…........................*****…..……………­………...
…………………..slick……slippery……………….
………………******……...******…………………..­
……………mitten…………..kitten………………….
…………  pookie…………….treasure………………­
…..……..pudding…………..*******………………
…………..*******…………..scootie………­………..
……………smitten…..………nookie………………...
………………sweet…..……...candy…­……………...
………………..warm……….mound……………….....
…………………...sink……pink………………………..
……………………bush….trim………………………..
……­………………………..…tight………………………………
Mr X May 2015
There are so many times,
When people just go on hurting you.
On and on and on...
Sometimes forever.

Its makes the blood boil,
The faces red and the neck terribly hot.
Revenge seems like the only cure.
Coz' tears were never an option.


But think about it for a moment.
Is it really worth your time.
Is the person really worth any reaction from you?
Is it tempting to plot revenge and destroy the remaining soul of that person and in the process lose your own?

Go live whatever is remaining of your life.
Don't let them mar it any more.
And whenever all your answers to the questions say 'yes'
Then take some time and calm yourself down.
Relax your mind and think again.
Because it seems that you didn't think properly this time.
vikas chauhan May 2015
Daily I open my e-mail
Check my inbox and search  horoscope.
There  I found new horoscope daily
I read my love horoscope there
which  Described Your and My love relation status.

But today when I open  my e-mail,check my inbox,search horoscope.
there is no mail related to horoscope.

I become worried about you,little bit despondent for you,disquiet
After waiting for long time.
when I press refresh button
I received a new mail
It is my Horoscope ,I become a happy once again.
This is all about my daily routine.
vikas chauhan May 2015
Light looks very good .
but not when ,they are not from your city.
Faces looks very good
but not when ,you are too far away from my city.
You tolerate me several times
when you needed me
I never tolerate you
when  you need me.
Now my time has been change
I change according to you
and you change according to time.
I have lots of time for you.
and You have no time for me.
This is about my Stubbornness  nature and her good nature
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