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Àŧùl Sep 2017
Last night I stood atop the North tower,
And as I gazed down from the roof,
I hallucinated a Boeing hurtling,
I saw it collide and felt the impact,
Soon I saw and heard the fear.

The fear vibrated downwards,
It was a nightmare of old memories,
It was a fear of odd memories,
Of memories that I never had,
A nightmare with open eyes.
My HP Poem #1661
©Atul Kaushal
Colm Aug 2017
I haven't felt at home since then
Since I've woken up
No dream can last
All nights must pass
And rise again

But my realization hasn't changed
The way things are or could've been

Look back and see the same old day
Not as it was, but as it is

No amount of time can change the fact
Or the truth therein

That we are searching, ever searched
Alive within for but a short time
Donall Dempsey May 2017
Tear down tear down
the Statue of Liberty

it doesn't say
what it said before.

Or somehow somewhere
the meaning has gone astray

words on a plaque
no more.

The famous Lazarus sonnet
you know the one.

The New Colossus has grown

Her "imprisoned lightning "
the forgotten flame

her forgotten name

"Give me your...." Yeah...yeah!
"...your tired, your poor..." Sure...sure
- heard it all before.
"...huddle masses yearning to breathe
free..." I mean....really.
Yadda Yadda Yadda the words
ring false...the chimes of freedom
oh don't make me laugh
"...the wretched refuse of your teeming shore..." Words words
nothing more!

The New Collosus weeps
her green tears

the tarnished golden door

"...the homeless tempest tossed"
our indignation soon lost.

"La Liberté éclairant le monde?"

Trump is in his
White House and

all's not right
with the world.




Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
hazem al jaber May 2017
Since i saw you ...

since i saw you ...
my sweetheart ...
with your warm charm eyes ...
i fell in love ...
without knowing why ...
since i saw you ...
i felt the world has been changed ...

fell down ...
and don't know why ...
adored you ...
yes , i knew that ...
adored your darkness mysterious seas ...
adored this loving heart ...
found my soul as it fly ...
fly with no wings ...
don't know ...
don't know why ...

dreamed ...
dreamed a lot about you ...
dreamed to be mine ...
my princess whom i adore ...
since i saw you ...
dreamed to be always close to me ...
while no one can see you ...
only me ,..
and never to take you a days from me ...
even with no second ...
after you been mine ...

O my sweetheart ...
O my eyes which in you , i can see ...
see only you and no one than you ...

since i saw you ...
you run so fast with my blood to my heart ...
since i saw you ...
i forgot all what around ...
only know that you are the lady ...
whom i need and love ...
and never to desire one over you ...
only you ...
you only ...
whom i always see ...
through my dreams all ...

since i saw you ...
i knew that you are mine ...
and you have all the happiness ...
that i always seeks for ...

hazem al jaber ...
JAC May 2017
We have what it takes
To end the world.
We've had it
Since the beginning of humankind.
Shiz Jan 2017
today I read a book about a girl who rebuilt herself
who escaped the most dangerous prison in the world
also knows as her mind
today I read a book about a girl who decided to fight back and be okay
and I saw so much of myself in her
so I know I'll be okay
even my scars have scars of their own
and it doesn't hurt that much to bleed anymore
but I've realized that while the sky is bright I owe the sun appreciation
even though it's hurt me quite a bit
today I read a book about a girl who chose herself
and since today is a good day
I feel like I can be that girl
happy new year~
Keah Jones Dec 2016
since then
my demons have crawled down my throat and nestled their way into my very being
i have regurgitated all happiness that once clung to my body
and siphoned the hope out of my heart

i have spent entire nights calculating how many mg's it would take to reach the brink but not step over
and wondered what it would be like to free fall into oblivion

i have been hospitalized three times
and drawn my own blood countless times
hoping that if i practice enough i could create a masterpiece

i have also found atomic love
the kind that rattles your bones and draws you closer to the sun than you ever thought you'd get
but bombs tend to detonate and i broke my own heart

i have made my mother cry begging me to eat
curled up in the bed next to her and cried until i fell asleep

since then my world has shifted on it's axis
and come to a complete halt
Àŧùl Oct 2016
Oh my heart is lost since long,
I feel so heartless now.

What remains inside beating,
Is a hollow pump now..

And it still beats, not for me...
HP Poem #1176
©Atul Kaushal
Shae Nicole Nov 2015
Turn around and feel me here
This rhythmic sense of undue love, unclear
Your hand resting in mine a simple sign
Yet your love, one so divine
Is more confusing than the heart of thine

An uncertain wave of strange perfume
And laughter from the other room
It sparks my mind through leaps and bounds
Remembering the time I found… you
A time only we shared

Does it sit in your mind like mine?
A weight beyond the reach of time
Yet lofty in the sense of grace
The way it sets a lighter pace
This love within my reach, without my grasp

So I come to the first thought,
Emotion you have not sought
Found here in the dynamic ebb and flow
A love given, and taken slow
We will find our way out
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