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Imran Islam Aug 2020
Darling, I'm still waiting for you,
When will you come here
and smile at me again!
I'm just waiting and it's true,
Your silent thoughts and coy love
melt me into the salt sea again.

I care about you my darling
and I always will,
Just lemme give you all
and wait till the morning!
You can make a new dream now,
and see, where is the sun rising!

Have you felt my deep love?
That I gave you in the evening,
You just don't be confused
I will do it when I am promised
Keep waiting, what is happening
The night is gone and morning is coming!
Jaxey Aug 2020
They may not call it
rising into love
but with you
it sure felt like floating
what is that called?
Colm Aug 2020
I used to run across the Moherian cliffs
And jump to catch the first sunlight nether wisps
As they twinkled like dawning fireflies shone
In the jar of a hopeful wish
For as just as in your hand there mine own exists
Con·tent·edly
https://youtu.be/W1PoiyRFrUI
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2020
Passions in summer
Rising sun is lost in time
Struggles of wonder
Such a lovely day today!
When the sun is high, I feel so fiery and determined!
Yet my mind is lost in thought and wonder...
Be back soon!
Much love
Lyn 💜
Lu Wilson Jun 2020
The chaos comes in droves, when will she be free
Bad news dropping like bombs on her war-torn psyche

At every turn the pain and suffering looms
The seconds like hours, her life it consumes

It seems this storm has never ending rain
What lessons remain to release her pain

There's a hole in her heart the sorrow has left
No smiles or reprieve, her soul left bereft

She's waiting to break, fold or just slip away
I'm not giving up on her, not ever, not today

Light will re-enter and hope will remain
In her tired heart love will sustain

The rain will stop and the clouds will clear
She will regain control as peace draws near

Joy will return and the mayhem will fade
Healing will come soon, just not today
My dear sister lost a child on Mother's Day and life is also throwing many difficulties her way.
Broken Pieces May 2020
I sit here and wait for my time to shine,
I wait for the day when I'm actually fine.
I'm not just some little girl anymore,
I've learned how to cope when you walked out the door.
I won't just sit and wait,
I'm going to start tempting with fate.
I will be great someday,
And I'll do it my own way.
Something Simple Apr 2020
Cascade of flowing vines
Mushrooms pushing through soft logs
The movement half glimpsed,
From the corner of your eyes
Cicadas buzz and hum softly then loudly
Lichen grows on damp rocks

They say that moss only grows
On the left sides of trees - or was it the right?
Pillow soft and dew beaded
Nature's cushion
Nature's stage for a round fairy ring
Secluded den

A centaur moves beneath the trees,
Dappled skin glowing
In yellow green light
Dainty steps
And the growing of things
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