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Yuki 5d
I deprive my heart
of blood for I write
these verses with it
in the hope it would
merge with yours
the moment you see
my heart is meaningless
if you spurn my love.
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 51

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Not too far Nor as well near,
All my path drives towards you,
Every possible path conveys,
A valuable lesson to me.

Either its a eternal love or divine folly
All path, drives towards You’
Oh My Beloved! Oh My Loved One!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Badshah Khan Feb 9
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 29

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Maybe, or Maybe not,

You heart holds the unique key.

To your intense desire and sincere passion

All desires and passion ends,

Towards your sincere love,

You naturally need to be wisely deciding,

How to unlock!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
L Leonelli Jan 30
You can either feel the coldness
of my words of ice
slipping through
these snow white pages
or feel my burning chest
melting the frozen stare
you're holding.
Forever
You can

You can praise me
With your poetic mind
You can hug me
With your poetic arms
You can say
All in the verses

Let's get
Vulnerable
Beyond this threshold
Take me to your universe
Meet me in your dreams

Never let
Wishes to run dry
No matter what
Follow me

I'am all yours
You can
Genre: Romantic
Theme: When everything matter
L Leonelli Jan 13
How come I can't stay focused?
I tend to overthink...

What is it that is making me waste all this ink?
Daisy Jan 8
All that I believe,
is Christmas and sweet Jesus,
And a life which is luxurious,
Theorem of Pythagoras,
Verselet of Lucretius.

All that I want from you,
My dear God so glorious,
Money tremendous,
Prestige and illustrious,
Fancy car and diamond by nature so precious.

All that I like is,
Cutting off my wrists,
Drowning in the beaches,
Humbert and Dolores,
Melodies and sad chorus,
Inflorescence and Laurus,
Portrait of Dorian Gray and us.
It's mwe Jan 6
Your permanent melody
isn't the first one I've heard
But smiling,
was the only reaction I did
And I felt strange
of being a tone in your melody

I come down to the balcony lately
catching the sun with its orange
that showers the ground perfectly
As you know,
I'll always love how it rises up
and even goes down shiverly
together with your harmony

I don't sound like any other tone
And none of them are grim
I mean.. yeah
They are made for your ears
Mine, it doesn't sound rhythmic
but none of them are gimmick
You may wanna hear them in the attic.

Oh I'm glad I am me.
I made this under the light, and it's white. So i titled this Whilight.
Poetic T Jan 5
I have wrote till the pencil
  is nothing more than splinters
              needed to be pulled from my mind.

But still I reflect my emotions
                        on blank spaces.
Nothing is visual, but is spoken
                                 on the paper.

I cant reflect on my words
                 even though
                      everyone is filled with tears.
Never wiping them away,
but filling each one
      with syllables descending tearfully.

I have never let another read a word
             that's blotched on satin white,
contaminating its moment with the
         silent verses that'll never be read.

My words are silent, I'm the lonely poet,
             who's verses are not even read
                                             by yours truly.
         there just moments blind on paper.
Sandoval Sep 2018
I bleed
words

not blood;

so if you hurt me,

I'll scar
verses,

not wounds.


*Sandoval
Repost from a while ago. ♥
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