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Larissa Frost Nov 2020
Thoughts of you
Still smolder
In the ashes of
a forgotten ******
That never
Was.

             -L. Frost
Nida Mahmoed May 2020
He brings poetry to the darkness
Growing inside and ignites the light
It's a beautiful sight,
Watching the dark deep night
Sleeping, embracing the moonlight
So close, so tight,

He brings winds inside my soul,
He was pure magic in black art,
He was sitting on a swinging chair
Gazing me
In drowning all the darkness
Deep inside my heart,
He brings a full moon to make love
From soul to soul
and heart to heart.
-Nida Mahmoed
Uncover me...
Strip me of my
Will to fold...
Make me naked before you...
And...
Let your breath lay me prostrate as you orchestrate your symphony upon me...
May your rhythm be pleased and encompass
My confessions upon this altar and devour me...
All of me...
And...
May the music of this moment fill the air with sweetness that is pleasing to the nostrils...
And promises to repeat this process becomes our affirmations...
And the residue..?
Let it rest upon us as we absorb each other's comfort...
illuminating our golden hue...
Glowing after the rapture of our passions...
That...
Whisper in the afterglow...
~SayDat~
Abhisek Agrawal Apr 2020
Meri ankahi amaanat, meri eklauti ibaadat,
Meri jarurat, tu hi to hai meri zindagi,
Jakhmo ka marham, mera naadaan bachpan,
Meri hasi, tu hi to hai meri amaadgi.

Meri pahli ummid, mera akhiri kadam,
Meri parchhai, tu hi to hai meri baarish,
Har sawaal ka jawaab, mera har khwaab,
Meri neend, tu hi to hai meri khwahish.

Tu hi to hai jiske liye
Main bejaan ab saanse leta hoon,
Rukhi zindagi ki jameen mein
Tere hi to waqt ke beej bota hoon.

Tu hi to hai jiske liye
Duniya mein apni baat rakhta hoon,
Begairat duniya ki baaraat mein
Khushiyo ki sougaat rakhta hoon.

En bejaar chaar deewaaro ko
Tu hi to hai jo ghar banaati hai,
Tu hi to hai mera aaj, aane waala kal
Tu hi to meri jeewan saathi hai.
~abhs
abhisek.agrawal@gmail.com
http://youtube.com/user/abhs253/
My courtship is like autumn chill,
An omen to the nervous trees,
Who hold their warmth by staying still,
Before the comfort of green flees.

The steady chill has no effect,
The leaves resist their urge to fall,
The branches hold ever *****,
Resisting the whistling winds call.

With the first frost there is a change,
The tree becomes vulnerable,
The nakedness of its trunk is strange,
But change is inevitable.

My poetry has worn away,
The leaves you wore for protection,
That frost came when you heard me say,
Magic words of my affection.
Instagram @insightshurt
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AO Baghi Dec 2017
Or nahi koi bus hum he do
kahani khatam shuru hui tw
mujhy dekho, batien karo kam
Main or tum, kehti thi woh
aankhon mein tum kho jao jo
nazar aye kuch, jo tm dekho
pehli mulaqat , tum dilchasp **
ankhon mein doob kar, kehti thi woh
main nahi dilchasp, bs  mukhtlif ***
mein jo bhe kahun bs chup chap sunti woh
hont khamosh, ankhon se ki sab baatien thi
raat wo ik jis se juri sab he yaadien thi
lagta hai ab tum se he karni faryadien thi
afsoos k tab kar na ska jo karni wazahtein thi
Khair teri meri thori c bhe ban na saki
kyunk waqt kam tha or bigri teri adatien thi
Main na bhool paoun teri jhooti hansee
naa he chor paoun mehsoos ** kami
ankhon me nami dil mein pyar bhe nahi
yadon mein jalan or aitbar bhe nahi
tum ik waqt ** jo beet geayaa
mera hasil nahi par bht kuch seekh gea
mere qabil nahi or mein khud ko jeet gea
meri manzil nahi ** tw q me kheencha gea
phir kyun kehti, mein or tum
shuru hote he kahani khatam
This is the convo between him & her.
Tina RSH Jul 2017
Trace, Trace, trace! Give me a trace 
Of his charming scent that once blew my way
And lounged on my nostrils. 
I have been blind ever since I lost my eyes 
To his spectacular sight. 
Grace! Grace! Grace! None has his! 
The midnight intruder trespassing my mind
A dream! He too feels.
My solitude is unholy and he is the Saint
To break this curse. 
Embrace! Embrace! Embrace this shattered heart
That once belonged to a zest chest 
Since I'm too cold to even move
Envelope my soul and carry me to your heaven. 
2:09 AM 
Tina RSH ©
I think I'm in love with someone. But I don't have the courage to tell them. Because I think way too low of myself and that for my mental health condition, I'm under the impression that I should forever isolate myself, love people distantly to stop hurting them.
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Tum se hi meri pehchaan hai.
Atul yoon hi nahin bana main.

Tum se hi meri zindagi hai.
Aashiq tumhaara yoon hi nahin bana main.

Tum se hi meri khushi hai.
Pyaar tumhe aise hi nahin karta.

Tum se hi meri santushti hai.
Pyaar tumhe yoon hi nahin karta.

Har kavita mein meri tumhaari hi jhalak hoti hai.
Kavi bada main yoon hi nahin bana.

Har saans tumhaari hi yaad dilaati hai.
Zindagi ** meri tum yoon hi nahin kehta.

***************


Fr­om you is my identity,
Atul originates from you.

From you is my life,
I am your crazy lover.

From you is my happiness,
I love you just so seriously.

From you is my satisfaction,
I don't love you just for fun.

Each poem of mine carries your imagery,
I have been a seasoned poet worshipping you.

Every breath reminds me of you,
I call you my life not just for saying.
My HP Poem #809
©Atul Kaushal
Nida Mahmoed Feb 2017
Preserve your heart for someone who’s eager’
To make a home in the flesh of your heart,
Someone who’s eager to swim in your skin,
Someone who’s eager to have you completely,
Someone who’s eager to love you deeply,
Save your heart the broken!

By: Nida Mahmoed.
Nida Mahmoed Dec 2016
Keep close her in the Winter Breeze,
And her warm breath’
Will keep your soul and body warm,
With her quite mourning of sudden deaths,
And her humble celebrations,
Watch, as her desolate darkness,
Gives life to prolific rebirths!

By: Nida Mahmoed.
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