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Shaxy Jul 2017
When I love someone, I give up a lot of my time for him. I give up my time to spend the day out together, even if it’s not a big plan or fancy outing. Even if I'm tired as hell, I still would want to see him, because seeing him and being around him makes me the happiest person. I put in a lot of effort into my relationship. I want to make every moment we spend worthwhile. I talk to him everyday and every single time when he is free, because I want to know how he's doing and I want him to know that I'm always there for him, though not physically. I need him to never forget that he has me by his side all the time. Even when he's busy, I'll (im)patiently wait by my phone for his texts or calls, and when he does, I respond too quickly. I give up a lot of my sleep time so I can spend my time to converse with him over the phone until late, especially on days we could not see each other.

Well, I cannot deny that my actions are pretty clingy. But heck, I don’t know what else to do so I could prove to him that I'm always here for him, and the fact that I love him so much and he has to know that, and remember it every frickin' day. I will never change, unless he wants me to. I will never stop, unless he tells me to. Hence until then, I will continue to be this way. And until then, I really hope he understands.

Though I can never buy him lots of gifts, or spend hugely on him or whatever, like how other girlfriends could do for their men, I know that I can give a lot of love and attention that one desires or craves for. Because I am one who needs love and attention, so I know the best how that feels.
Guess I really need to get this off my chest.
Àŧùl Jun 2017
O daddy,
Why are you so Maleficent?
O daddy,
For our health you are Maleficent!

O daddy,
Why so much discipline?
Are we not your children?
O daddy,
Why such strictness?
Why such madness?

O daddy,
Why should now we do it?
O daddy,
Remember that you failed too!

O daddy,
Stop imposing your dreams on us!
Stop being strict with youngsters!
O daddy,
Such mirth we do never deserve!
Such unworthy treatment, why!
Not about my dad though.
Some Indian parents do it.

My HP Poem #1569
©Atul Kaushal
Lot May 2017
When I was young,
honey was my favourite treat.
I would do anything for a taste of that liquid gold.
Good or bad,
ugly or clean,
your way or mine,
I’d do it.
At the time my mother laughed,
she thought I was sweet.
Just like my favourite honey treat.
Strangely,
times change and people change,
childish was my new name.
komal aggarwal Apr 2017
If  you  yelled at her in a fight, you don't feel like your throat is burnt as you drunk six shots in one glance
"You don't love her"

If by making her crying you don't feel dying
"You don't love her"

If her smile don't makes your heart quack , lungs shrink  & let you lost in another world all at a moment
"You don't love her"

Even by hurting her if you want to prove your point
"You don't love her"

When she says she is busy If it does not let you wait for her all day long
"You don't love her"

If her naked body is all you want to love
"You don't love her"

If her problems let you sleep
"You don't love her"

If by giving her wings you feel like a prisoner
"You don't love her"

but
If her smile is all you want than
Yes man  
"YOU LOVE HER"
                              - komal <3
Julie Grenness Mar 2017
Trick or treat, it's not Halloween,
Treats are days of peace, it seems,
Peace on Earth for the kids and teens,
They're the cutest things you've ever seen,
Treats of a reafforestation industry,
For our future generations to breathe,
We must lift our game, humanity,
Trick or treat, it's not Halloween.
Feedback welcome.
the first day of the New Year
has got off to a bad start
the resolution I made was
jettisoned off my cart

when another New Year swings
around again
I'll put that one on
my must do freight train

over the past decade
I've had several broken intentions
which have resulted in
not sticking to conventions

those who can oversight
an annual oath well
might just like sharing
their keeper's spell

here I sit eating what
I vowed I wouldn't eat
but gee I am enjoying
that sugary treacle treat
Let me sneak through your eyes to see
What is the beauty of my love could be
Your hair from shoulders touching cheeks
Mole on red cheeks so gorgeously speaks
Your elegant style and your graceful gait
Transform in to fortune my saddest fate
I love to love your glowing ,charming style
In taste of a glance ,in trance just for a while
I want and then I take you in strong arms
Bit by bit taking all your norms with charms
On love seat I make you my sweet heart beat
Love is not a difficult assignment but a treat

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Bar H Oct 2016
Crawl out of your body bag
Beseech me. Indulge me.
Leave ashy foot prints along
The white cold floor.

Children. Run. Hide. Seek.
Autumns wind. Night and bleak.

Behind closed door.
Run. Hide. Seek. Children.

Weapons of laughter and
Flowery wars. Dazzling displays
Of fireworks roars.

Weekends Weak. Months end treat.
Tricks of pumpkins spice so sweet,

Let this be a lesson, knock knock on your door.
Give sweets with haste or suffer forever more.
It may be early but it's already October.

Trick or treat!  

Happy Halloween! :)
Mane Omsy Sep 2016
It's a disturbance to care
Women in the streets, why?
Why do you think it's cool?
Every people, just look at it
Everybody's equal, treat 'em
Just don't look at their shapes
Coz negativity flows in air
We are kind to women, why?
Coz they look different?
Then why argue for equality?
This is not offensive for women, offensive for the feminist who care more about women rather than treating everyone equally
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