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Lacey Clark Feb 2016
Romanticism is
Melancholic at best
Always daydreaming
Each one a test

I'm a hopeless optimist,
Some may say.
Tossing petals on a silly rose,
wasting the day.

The idea of love,
So open and free
Thought provoking, mysterious
Until it gets to me.

Then I recall,
Why I prefer being alone.
It's hard to find peace,
In someone else's home.

By home, I mean mind
Two becomes one
You both have to share it
To simply enjoy the sun

Idiosyncrasies,
Start to synchronize
The way we view life
Is seen through one set of eyes

We become a machine,
Two bodies and one brain
A lovely entanglement
Loneliness has been slain.

You passed the test,
And you've set me free,
But only through binding,
The concept of 'you and me'

Romanticism is
Melancholic at best
Until the real thing comes,
And starts a fire in my chest.
Immortality Sep 26
If I could fold my heart into an envelope,
Seal it with a sigh and send it to you—
Would you read every beat,
Or would it get lost in the clutter of your busy life?
Writing is my escape, my therapy...............
Muskan Parvin Sep 16
In the night's dark , starry sea
I find my worries, drifting free
In this stillness,i found my nest
A place to rest, and be my best

That starts up high, with a twinkling show
Reflect the beauty,that life can grow
The moon's pale glow, a guiding light
Leads me through, life's darkest night

Like a leaf in a cosmic sea
I drift on winds, wild and free
In this celestial loving grasp
I found my soul,in a peaceful clasp.
In the celestial ballet of night, I find solace. This poem weaves together the gentle beauty of stars, the guiding light of the moon, and the freedom of the cosmic winds to create a sanctuary for the soul.
Muskan Parvin Sep 16
In the tapestry of life, a thread shines bright
Your presence, a light that takes flight
With every smile, a warmth unfolds
A beauty that never grows old
In your eyes, a spark does glow
A radiance that touches all that know
May your journey be filled with joy, and delight
May your path be lit with love and light
You shine so bright, like a radiant star in the night sky
Aurora's Light, a beacon bright
Shining forth, like a celestial sight
With every step, a radiant glow illuminates
Illuminating all, as she grows
In a world of billions, you're one in a million
A treasure so rare, my heart's sweet obsession
I'm always here for you through ups and downs
The highs and lows.
A poetry to myself, and a reminder to others that you are enough, too. May these words inspire self-love, empowerment, and a celebration of your own unique light.
Creux Sep 14
sometimes, it feels so strange. these waves of emotions,
they rearrange. droplets from my eyes fall and drown
everyone, big or small. so i close my eyes and take flight
into my room, away from sight, and let myself be swept
away in the corners where shadows play.

but sometimes, i leave a crack, a tiny gap for a little slack;
hoping someone hears the taps, and follows the sound of
my gentle raps. they'd bring a boat to where i stay; no need
to lift me from the fray. just let me hold on, and stay afloat.
above the waves, i'll gloat.

so if you hear the tippy taps, can you come with a boat,
perhaps?
As if I'm on a seashore of an island where no race of mine belongs,
away from farms of wilting tulips and prosaic's home.
Only elixir here beholds is solitude who bestow some care and let me bloom.

When on alien land I stumbled, drowned in seas of low self esteems,
It sailed my ship to epiphany ,
as if seeing reflection of phoenix inside of me.

This solitude is shells of untended breeze,
voyage of heart beyond its bleeds,
away from scars, safe at least,
building visage of brand new ship!!
Solitude is like silent uninhibited Iceland which is away from lands where hearts break (wilting tulips)  and where unromantic, dull, lifeless people live who due to their spiritless nature can not appreciate or approve the high and lively spirits of mine.
On this Iceland which basically represents isolation from others is a place where solitude is the only companion who care and love( in solitude we find ourselves and learn self love which eventually brings happiness)
Alien Land is where I wasn't comfortable, wasn't seen or  noticed, not appreciated, wasn't validated . So on alien land I broke down and lost self confidence , this lead me towards solitude.

When a person is in solitude he realises the importance of self satisfaction in whatever he do , that world can't see things the way he see them, (as they say," beauty lies in the eyes of beholder".) it is his confidence he needs .In solitude (here like a person) consoled me, and made me realise my worth and strengths.

This realisation fills a person with life with life and confidence. It rebuild ( and he rises from his ashes like pheonix).
This solitude is like shells of untended breeze - shells are beautiful remnants found on bay So here ,like shells found on abandoned bays we meet this solitude when we are abandoned, ignored etc etc .
And this solitude rebuild us in all the better ways.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
dreams are a funny thing
for the way that they behave.
acting out out fantasies
in a tantalisingly tangible way.

could the whisper of a want
persuade a person to change?
or the scream of a desire
cause acts of pure distaste?

the wonder that we're blessed with,
the ability to question the world
is a strength beyond our fickle minds
to understand our human nature,
exploring it with words.

the idea of a torture,
but deep within our souls,
is represented in our capability to be alone.

be alone by yourself,
keeping the only real company you know.
people who can spend that time,
will never truly be alone.
She is centered
                          (laden)

He really wants to
Walk The Walk
Talk The Talk
                          (Love)

Travel with me!
     I'll do it but I'll speak
            Arabic English  
           (my love language)
                   wherever the country

Say the reason?
         It is long term conflict
               a default by the region

                   Yet I met Narimane
                      Her way ushers in French
                            (your new language)

                          A true consolation
                                  her saying:
                 'Je suis khenchelite de souche'
                            with genuine tone
                                     I love it.
at 2a.m
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Hopeless City please remember me when I end up forgetting myself,
Hopeless City please guide me when I take a wrong turn in hope of finding something new,
Hopeless City please don't leave me like so many others have before you
Hopeless City, crowded buildings, empty streets but night life booming,
Master of fait, future keeper, love maker, love stalker all consuming
Hopeless City please remember when I end up forgetting myself,
Hopeless City please don't lose interest and turn your attention somewhere else,
Because I'm not much but I'm something,
Im swimming when your sinking,
Nights alone, *** drugs and drinking,
Hopeless City please we're both falling but at least we're not alone,
Hopeless City please don't forget me for your my only home
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