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I observed
her closely,
long enough
to see the
and raw
in her eyes,
I was the
one to
hold her
hand when
her heart
fell apart,
as the moon
went into the
bed of the sea,
I held her closer
In my blanket,
as she wept
close to my
chest, I told
her these
“close your
eyes and sleep,
the sun will
rise, and the
world will
for you
as the
to meet
the love
of the sun.
Solaces 2h
The oceans here..
The rivers inside of them..
Blue universe with green lifelines..
White statues made by fallen angels..
The lake house that floated on the lake..
On green and blue waters..
Dreams of shadows and light..
The songs sung by everything..
Sung in reverse and forward..
Streams of light mist in the night..
Heaven shines forever here..
The inside of a star..
The star you have become..
For others to gaze upon..
Where you become a sun..
In someone else's sky...............................
GOD BLESS............................
We see heaven more times than we know...
Tara 5h
If I hug you tighter, will I imprint you in my arms?
So I can carry you with me,
past the heavens,
past the rain,
past the pain.

I’ll hold your every ache on my back,
till I turn to cosmic dust.
When I seize to exist,
is the only time you can leave me in the mist.

I know that’s selfish of me,
but you I truly need.
Don’t forget you’re the one who told me my mind plays tricks on me.
You’re the one who told me to go grow on my own.

You said you’d always be there,
and I’m not letting you go,
before I let go.

One day we’ll shine down with the stars together,
and join the sun feeding all your favorite roses,
but till that day the soils are our home,
no matter where the other goes.
I never learned to make light,
and you left with the light that we created,
even through all our darkness
I'm here,
there's nothing here,

Since you left,

Carrying with you the fire that I helped to build...

how can  a heart heal while it’s still being  killed?

You weren't the only one who was alone,
under all this sky...

Looking at the immensity,

Wondering if it's open.. or empty,

I'm ashamed of how selfish, humanity can be.

Knowing how we theorize the death of our beloved sun,
simply out of  envy of its eternal luster... knowing that we grow dark and empty and eventually die...

How we leave the game early when our team is down... and there’s not enough time to go back and win... as if now.. In defeat, we would be wasting our lives to stay with them until the end.

I no longer want to love you,
because you left me there when the coldest winds came...

You left Me there....

Because even though I dried your tears....

I couldn't stop the years..

And I couldn't stop the rain.
aquis 23h
be your own island
surrounded with salt water
tears of joy
and pain, too

for there’s both
and darkness
in this universe

in the hiding sun
and in the shining night

in the sea of dreams

and in the new moon
of awakenings

to become whole
you need both

and darkness
in this universe

in your island, too
This is one of the first poems I ever wrote - After discovering my passion for poetry during the days spent near the sea, under the sun, wind blowing through my hair... One of the happiest times of my life that I will never forget...

Nature has the power to change everything, to make us realize things that we always had inside us but forgot long ago. This poem is dedicated to my endless love for nature - may we always remember its power and beauty
Art 1d
Foundation of existence
an exponential presence.
Gravity’s graceful hand
glues us together
like wet sand.
Presses us into spheres and
let’s us fall where we may.

Molded from mud and clay
Born of the Earth and falling
along the bend of space,
lulled by the face of the sun
and dizzy by the spin of the Earth,
we fall in love
along its starry string.

The foundation of existence.
we fall and then
fall again. Dropped along
gravity’s bending string
we fall and spin
Faster and faster
Desperately searching for meaning
Some part of that string to holds onto
us and calls us their own.

We fall in love.
Tying ourselves to that fleeting string
so it may stay.
So it won’t fall away.
So caught up
We glue our muddied hands
to disappearing strands.

So caught up
we lose ourselves to gravity
and fall at the speed of life
so fast we forget to slow down
and look around.
So fast that we might miss it.
aye-way 1d
your soul is the kindled sun.
you are the king of kings.
a million hearts, you have won.
your name, the girls sing.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
Ramin 1d
My thoughts beget a signaling
Foreshadowed by a distancing
Of me from all who's listening
Yet seek to hurt this little thing
Oh Sun whose job it is to shine
Why not make this deed a crime?
Don't shine your gift on those who see
This hurting person wrapped in grief
Yet make the time to oversee
The evidence the hurting seek
Revert their eyes from my great pain
The Pen doth write to free the chains
Whose weight will take away and drain
The spirit unto which its lain
Oh tree whose job it is to give
Even to those who wish not to live
Forgive, Relive, Outlive my sins
Yet you stay put provide therin
Not for my sake to save the day
Don't need a cape to pave the way
For all mankind to follow thine
Don't judge a soul for it won't shine
when will the
sun come out
to play?

Rainy days
are necessary,
but sure could use
some sunny days.
kerri 2d
The sun,
Oh how she shines her love on us.
She radiates her warm tenderness on you and me.
I will love you for as long as the sun shall allow.

The water,
Oh how she splashes her kindness on us.
She splatters her compassion on you and me.
I will care for you for as long as the water shall allow.

The wind,
Oh how she blows her peace on us.
She puffs her tranquility on you and me.
I will be gentle to you for as long as the wind shall allow.

The sun's love may become hidden by the clouds,
But she still exists behind them.

The water's kindness may get evaporated into the sky,
But she still exists in the rain.

The wind's peace may come to a stand still,
But she still comes back.
For the poem's full experience read it while listening to "Marble Soda" by Shawn Wasabi.
This is the first poem in my Song Series. My process is to listen to the aforementioned song on repeat while jotting down feelings or a story.
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