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The memories that were drawn by the past,
the colourful thoughts retained but gone to fade, thus each traces has remained within.

Time flies like bubble nor fogs amongst the wind
that rapidly obviates each and every moment.

For all single times went by,
for all the pile of hued scenes in our lives,
for all the tales of our immediate past,
luck indeed tends to come once in a lifetime.

...and when your wish finally came true,
embrace and don't let it pass,
because sometimes destiny is kind, selfish
or sulky.

Bethink that we cannot plead the time
to visit nor repeat the elapsed precious moments.
Treasure each moment that you have and treasure it more because you shared it with someone special and remember time waits for no one.
Shofi Ahmed Dec 2018
The sea is deep or is it
compare to the deepening
drawing down moon upon it?
Colm Nov 2018
Coffee so cold that it cuts through the dark like the moonlit rays’ mere hours before
The feeling of fog which should not last and could not for long  
No song for this, bask in quietness
For awakenings upon do not belong
Upon awakening
Madelynn Nieves Sep 2018
Once upon a time...
Promised myself
Never settle
For less than
Happily ever after
I now lay
Battered
Making Excuses
For the Wolf
Alvaro Avila Aug 2018
hey baby,
I'm hoping so much
to see you tonight.
I sent you a letter,
i hope it found
its way to you alright.
It's been sometime now
since we've sat to chat.
so tonight i was hoping
to do just that.
I don't know exactly
how you feel about
me these days,
as for me you need
not worry,
my love for you is
as strong as always.
as of recent though,
I thought i felt you slippin away.
It seems your
attitude towards me,
Isn't exactly what
it used to be.
So before this gets
and goes any further,
To where you're
out of my reach
and i slowly begin
to become a bother.
I was hoping so much
to see you tonight,
so I can hold you
in my arms
with all of my might.
And with no alarms
And no surprises.
I'd offer to you
with all of my love,
My heart and these Compromises.

AvA
A Poem to my wife Michelle
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