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jerely Jul 12
Beneath the skin of my words
I am confiscated by the time of my own revealing self
But then again my love for my lover
Depends on the season that change through all
We will let our lips sealed in the air of slippery sky

No words could tell how much we love each other
Nothing is special but its been on my mind
Always that we folded each others arms
We both hang-out together
In the deep day or night that fluid embraces the silhouette dreams.
I love making an art o f my love poem

Gina Mosxa Jun 9
I admire the Sunflower
Who faces that Flaming Star
And grows despite the burning
Who stands tall amongst the weeds
Radiating light
Even in the harshest rains
I wish I could hold, such beauty as the Sunflowers in the Summertime
N Apr 10
I am turning blue
as the days go by,
and soon I will start to fade

But before I do,
I wish to write about all the
shades of colors I used to be

How I turned bright yellow when
I saw her face every morning,
as a sunflower turns lovingly
to worship the burning sun

Alas, I am no longer vibrant and alive
The morning sun blinds me,
and your face only brings me pain
Nothing washes your big sin
Enemy, you shouldn’t been
And arise in such a scene

We pray today for you, Ukraine
Our love for you is like a chain
Of our thoughts and wishes

People of Ukraine, we are with you
Now and then, standing in queue
We are on your side and help

We believe in your bravery
Like dove is symbol of peace
Sun flower is symbol of cease
War and arise new day bright
Bright days for you children

We stand up for you, Ukraine
Thinking each minute on your pain
We stand up for you each day
And fight for you freedom
Glory Ukraine.
N Jan 24
Tell me, does the night go through
you with its aching loneliness?

Do you think of me when
you see a wilting sunflower?

Do you see my face when
you hear the word longing?
Seeds lay on pathways.
No such beauty than right here now.
Light this season up golden.
Mitch Prax Aug 2021
I can sense you
in every sunflower-
in the scent of every petal,
the sweetness of the pollen
and the colour and light
you radiate.
Mitch Prax Aug 2021
Loving me is like
watering a sunflower
but without the sun

12:21 AM
D Aug 2021
She is not a rose,
Who's beauty needs to be protected from predators with thorns.

She is not a lily,
Who leaves a lasting impression on those that get close.

She is not a bluebell,
Who's delicate and elegant features evokes peace in all.

She is a sunflower.
Who stands tall and proud even in adversity,
She is the ray of sunshine even in the darkest times.
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