#visit poems on Hello Poetry

nick armbrister Jan 2020

You really should pop over here. It's a lovely place. The people are friendly, women drop dead ****, towns historical and old, sea unbelievably swimmable, mountains steep and green, sky is blue blue blue. Don't take my word for it. See for yourself. All are welcome here. There's only one problem. The location is secret.

from Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex

#visit #paradise #nice

maria Jan 2020

Dear love,

Haven't seen you for a while
                come and visit asap
         I'm cold
                I miss you

where have you been?

written on January 21, 2020

#love #miss #dear #visit #lonely #cold #hurt #heart #feelings

Esther Susan Csorba Oct 2019

ROME

City of eternal wonders
An empire built,
fallen, re-animated
alive and never broken.
There lay ruins
old and modern,
monuments of marble
stumbled on by hoofs
and carriages shrieking
on the cobbled streets
poisoned by uncultured
tourists.
But in the little streets
lay a calm
silence not many
can hear.
The beauty is underneath
hidden, not all will see.
It's heart keeps beating:
like fine wine,
it improves with time.

#italy #beauty #rome #travel #visit

Shiv Pratap Pal May 2019

No Idea

Where we should Go?
We have absolutely no idea
Please show us the path
Show us our fate or destiny

Wherever we visit, wherever we Go
They ask Money, They Demand Money
Somewhere they ask for tickets
Unfortunately Tickets are sold for money

Please provide us Jobs
Then we will also have some money
Then we will also pay
But until then don’t ask money from us

What is there in the world if one has no money?

#jobs #unemployment #money #tickets #sold #visit #pay

Annie Apr 2019

Misery and gladness

If the rain can pound down as I lay in my bed,
minuscule mishaps and **** in my head,

why can the rain then, not reach in my brain?
Pound at the worries,
wash away pain?

The rain comes to visit again and again;
whether a friend or a foe, I couldn’t explain.

#rain #bed #thoughts #worries #visit #unexplainable #feelings

Ilya Krivonosov Mar 2019

Mother wolf

I write this line –
"The wolf of matera, loner",
I cross myself
And write " goes to friends".

Starting ahead –
"The wolf is not sitting",
Adding a few lines,
It turns out the poem:

"The wolf is not sitting,
Tearing the hair on his chest,
Attaches them to the feet
And he goes to his friends".

The result of such fantasies –
Wolf life is more diverse.
The result of the poem –
Neural network with training.

#prepare #visit

Badshah Khan Feb 2019

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 25

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 25

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Silence, Silence, Silence…..

Eternal silence accurately represents my eternal solitude.

Eternal silence is precisely my deepening shadow.

Eternal silence is enough for my gently Heart beats.

Eternal silence is morally my Heartily cheer.

Eternal silence is wisely to tell the truth about my Meditate.

Silence, get rid our desired distance.

Silence, gently wipe my sad tears.

Mostly I, visit in my ominous Silence.

My loyal heart beats fiercely, and halt instantly in my breathless silence.

Divine creator! Carefully constructed the eternal universe, In Silence

Whatever he naturally created, everything will be precisely end in eternal silence…

Silence, Silence, Silence…..

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

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019

Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)

#rubayiat #eternal #silence #meditate #distance #tears #visit #heart #solitude #cheer

Sehar Bajwa Dec 2018

an unexpected visitor

love's a distant relative
dropping in uninvited
murmuring condolences for a girl I thought I buried away
eons ago.

love strikes when you least expect it.

#love #visit #surprise #memories #boyfriend #relative #family #death