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Raven Blue Jan 2021
I was riding a roller coaster;
Ups and downs;
Swirling around;
As I was getting higher;
It was getting colder;
As I was getting lower;
I thought everything was over....
Kanishk Kandoi Apr 2020
As beautiful as the starts went

Our life suddenly hit us with a dent

All of a sudden our life had changed

Only to realise that all of your life wasn’t always arranged

You start to think about all the ups and downs

And you keep skipping all the days of frowns

Then u come to a conclusion that we have yet to start our day

Again get hit by a stone which lead you to astray
this is a poem about how our life changes with adulthood and how life gives us minor ups and downs frequently and coping with such problems in life
Oh God, I'm happy in this morning,
Being free of problem solving,
Living loving the road I'm hitting,
The misery I'm passing through.


Oh, how I would be free to suffer
Other mornings and another,
Filled with oh-such charming pattern,
Being happy after all.


Oh happy! Seeing all gifts that matter,
A marrow and a loving mother,
Ever radiating on the darker-darker
Sight that I'm still having though.


Oh, the obscure morrow and yester -
All those possible disaster
Are enlightened and farther- farther
Now.


Oh God, I'm happy in the now-happening;
I wish this moment pending padding,
I would leave all those doubtful setting'
And resting for ever in a now.
12.11.2018
alexa Sep 2019
i'm overwhelmed. overworked. under appreciated.

the work of people like her goes unnoticed. she feels as if everyone's under the spell of a lotus. all she wishes is that everyone could focus.

focus on the ups and the downs. the ins and the outs.

the work of people like her goes unnoticed.
i'm both mentally and emotionally drained. i dont know what to do anymore. my head hurts. all i want is to sleep forever.
Frederica Ehimen Feb 2018
Love Clouds by: Frederica Ehimen

The darkness is cool and wet
The sunlight is just beyond the horizon
White oceans beyond I see
There is this love between you and me
We could not exist if we
Were not... Could not continue to be
The You and Me we are destined
To be, so we wait in the stillness
Of the Sun waiting for the still light to creep back in
The darkness fades, and we will rise to find
Our love survived
I wrote this poem because I like to write poems that tell a story about something, love is something we all get to experience at one point in our lives.
Emily McClelland Oct 2017
Highs as prominent as the sky,
Creating lows to become pits of despair.
No return for rapture in this hollow evening.
Where thoughts are not allowed to be felt,
Yet my heart still aches for you.
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2017
One day-the talk of the Sailors, the next a wreck
a beauty of the universe and the next a Shrek
The king of the jungle today, a carcass tomorrow
from pinnacle of joy to an iceberg of sorrow

One moment you're a trodden road, the next forgotten
fresh and busking marine and then a fossil, you're rotten
this minute, a blossom of the garden and then a wilt
a rock of now that will be glaciated to mere silt


Even an Eagle soaring high in the sky gets to the ground
at some point, the found get lost and the lost get found
drums that rumble will someday go the limpid in a ***
you lack today but someday will find all you sought
Rudra Sharma Apr 2016
We all were strangers before
but time brought us together
And we came to know each other more.
I was always afraid of fall
but whenever I looked around
I smiled, cause I knew you all would be my wall.
Waiting for people at metro station was irritating
but I enjoyed every moment with you all
From sitting on the floor to eating.
We had fights and stupid conversations
but one thing I am glad about
We peacefully handled all the situations.
What would I miss? That headphone and those calls?
i guess not?
I would rather miss those talks and the trolls.
Home doesn’t feel like home
just few moments away
And all the memories will be gone
Just a promise to keep the faith forever
to be with each other till the end
No matters whenever, wherever.
This poem was for my offices friends, when out company was about to shut down. Sad that was
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