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Brigette Beck Feb 2016
Some people may say
that the future is already written.
But I think it might surprise you.
You never know the secrets of another’s heart
So you can't know the future.
Put up a good enough fight
And destiny will fall to pieces
Line up those pieces
In a different way
And rework the threads of destiny.
Our one destiny can be changed
And you never know what could happen
Yay, hopeful poem, even though it's awful. Whatever though
Sam Jan 2016
I'm trying to forget you,
I really am,
but when I hear a certain song or smell your cologne
I'm back on the bathrooms tile floor craving your name with shards of the mirror into the walls,
but nothing's enough to match the feel of your sharp tongue,
I would say you were the one who left,
but we all know I was the one to slam the door when I left,
I just always thought you'd run after me, you were always full of surprises.
Àŧùl Jan 2016
****** thought it was a concept novel.
But wrong he was.
India knew Blitzkrieg long before ******.

In ancient dramas like Mahabharata,
And of course the older Ramayana,
The epics are replete with incidents,
Or rather determining acts of battle,
That determined the course of time,
Armies attacked the relaxing armies,
Changed the outcome of war.

So was the ancient Indian ideology.
My HP Poem #998
©Atul Kaushal
Kai Kai Jan 2016
My first ever surprise in my
entire life was hearing the
voice of my parent
jerely Jan 2016
a beautiful piece of an art
art through soul who faces you back
from the thoughts colliding in and out
in the life you've been break, fall apart &
stillness in a mystery ways of concluding
the parts
you've witness
the parts
that makes you wonder
the parts
that makes you take aback
for a moment but you can't cause
it's over.
the parts
that taught you,
that moved you,
that makes the biggest part
of your life of all through the time.
The time less love
more
of vintage then a folk old classic
things in a small pace of history.
more to adventures and history for this year!
cheers to New Year guys!!! :)))

Jerelii
01.01.16
Copyright
Fernanda Savaris Dec 2015
There is a gift for you
It is now in your life
It wasn’t before, when you knew nothing about it
And even now that you know, the unknown remains inside
You want to open it! Solve the mystery

But the packing is so beautiful,
What if that’s my gift?
A nice packing. It could be.
After all, that is what incited my interest
My curiosity
But I want to know
Is there something more?
I mean, the packing is nice
But maybe the gift is special
What if it is not? You know, few things in life are truly interesting
But what if…

You can’t know if you don’t open it
Open it, open it!

But the packing…
What if I ruin it?
Oh well, I’ve got to try
It was wrapped with so much care
It has to be nice
But I will take a photo, just in case
It will be the memory I can save
If everything goes wrong

If everything goes wrong?
At least you got the moment
Now open your gift! See what you were given
There should be a reason
For it to have been hidden

I will do it slowly
Even if I feel like my fingers can’t wait
So much curiosity!
I almost can’t hold myself
But I have to keep calm
What is the point
Of unwrapping it too fast?
Is pleasing my curiosity
Everything I want?
Will the gift be
Anything I want?

First movement.
The thoughts go
Get confused
Mess around
What can it be?
Second movement.
All together
Waiting for it
Can you see?
Third movement

Done
Again, I am found
In that familiar place
Where I hope for much
Expect little, and am shocked
When I am neither to you.
I lie to you, but it frightens me that you know.
Kaitlin Collide Nov 2015
I touched a flower in my pocket..
Picked it up, and promptly dropped it.
It's bulbous, squishy, and it's sopping.
I was afraid of what it was.

I took a closer look at its mutant colors;
Squinted at it for a second 'nother.
It felt like death, it felt like butter;
'Twas merely the head of a rose.

I sighed out the panic that had rushed inside me.
While sadness-stricken, serendipity survived thee.
The mere smell of that rose, nostalgic and lively
Wrapped around me and extracted my pain

Such a simple notion made such a difference.
I shall thank the friend by whom it was given;
He'll never understand the powerful significance.
That flower saved my night.
True story, true series of events
Lizley Nov 2015
December First,
you sit inside the plane
— a guest
a V.I.P. so cool, so breezy
everyone has been waiting for

To see, to feel, to experience
your smile and and all your grandeur,
     the sparkling clothes
     with the matching high heels
     and your elegant make-up

Oh *December First

You are the galaxies
— that hold the precious stars
the gift of light, of joy
everyone has been longing for

We groom ourselves
and bring out the treasures,
      the pennies we've worked so hard for
We grab our cameras and rush
Parade our way to where you land
Our eager eyes and reopened hearts
are now ready for all your surprise

Amuse us, make us drunk in love
We'll take a shot of you
Come so fast, so grand, so—
*touch down
—whoa!

Oh dear December First,
So you arrive at last!
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|12.01.2015|
December first and all of the words that is rampaging inside my messed up but hopeful spontaneous mind
SwiftDreamer Nov 2015
When I feel Surprised, its like a Big Bang is happening inside my chest.. and as the energy disperses through the rest of my body, it makes me think: *"Man, this is how the Universe must have felt..."
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