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Kaitlin Evers Sep 2016
Between ******* the ash remains
Slowly I watch as the smoke dissipates
Just as I watched you  fade away
Slowly, slowly, day by day
You were a light
With a soot filled cough
Bright and cheery
With a lung turned black
And with every puff that I blow out
I challenge Cancer to a bout
Cruel and cold
The worst of foes
Dark and dangerous, uncontrolled
The best the worst he takes them all
But now it's time for his curtain call
So I'll beat Cancer to a pulp
Or I'll die trying 
And see you soon
                  Either one... is satisfying...
Ambika Jois Sep 2016
You become my words,
When I became speechless.
You became my sunshine,
When I drowned in darkness.
You became my inspiration,
To wake up and live my dream.
You became my reason,
My pride, treasure and esteem.
You my darling, became my Kanna,
My strength, love and best friend.
You and I are now not two, but one,
Together, forever, beyond every end.
I wrote this poem for my best friend to whom I got engaged to on Tuesday, June 14th 2016. This poem in its simplest form, defines our union thus far and I wrote it to announce our engagement to the world. *Kanna* is the name I call my fiance by, which in Tamil refers to the Lord Krishna, also referred to as the one who stole my heart, dear to my heart and beloved one.
JDK Jul 2016
Oh, what a suit;
what fine noble thread,
below blinding pearly whites
and such a nice hair of head.

"Lose a little now to gain twice as much later.
Don't be a dope," (schmuck, fool, sucker.)
That's what he said through sharpened teeth.
I should've known better than to believe a single thing.

A wolf invited himself inside and talked me into buying his sheepskin suit, but it turns out that he was a fox disguised as a wolf in sheep's clothing, and so I bought the wolf's skin too.

"A two-for-one deal,
whaddaya say?"


I can't believe I fell for a walking cliché.
Shame on me.
Brianne May 2016
I want you
I want you to hold my hand and show the world I'm yours.
I want you to brush my curly hair out of my face.
I want you to smile at me with love.
I want you to look at me as if I was the only girl in the world.
I want you to hold my face with your hands.
I want to meet your family.
I want you to meet mine.
I want to have rainy days with you.
I want to cuddle and share thoughts.
I want you to want me.
But you're taken.
inggo May 2016
Sorry, but i'm taken
for granted by someone
made my heart broken
now my happiness stolen
for all those people who were taken for granted.. i feel you..
Peter Lyon Mar 2016
We spent the whole of our lives
with "the rest of our lives".

until we ran out of time
Annie McLaughlin Feb 2016
Twisted together, chest to chest, skin to skin
strong arms shielding my tiresome eyes from the wicked of the night
Why would anyone take such safety from me?

Tossing my body delicately on the patterned carpet,
fingers playing with my sides lightheartedly, giggles erupting from within our souls
Why would anyone take such joy from me?

Whisper of voice blending so sweetly with the strings of music,
smiles cascade down our chins
Why would anyone take such peace from me?

Understanding glances without so much as an expression or an afterthought,
the sublime caress of vowels and consonants rolling swiftly through our tongues' exchange
Why would anyone take such love from me?
and I am not one to give up.
Moon Wolf Feb 2016
There is magic in your smile
Also in your eyes I can read

Like a flower of beauty
And you are the origin seed

A princess was born
All knights surely kneed

It was your birthday
Like an angel indeed

If anything hurt you
We will fight until we bleed

When you just smile
No fear can be freed

Should I say more?
I think no need

#Vemos
I was about to give her this poem in her birthday but she was taken
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