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Àŧùl Feb 2021
When Love arrives,
Don't be hesitant about it,
Don't be dumb towards it.

Improvise to be expressive,
Improvise your poems & verses,
Be romantic and passionate too.

Learn to be flirtatious & elegant,
Learn to be welcoming & courteous,
Be adventurous and spontaneous.

Receive love with all its grandeur,
Reflect it with twice the splendour,
Witness the magic of love.
My HP Poem #1907
©Atul Kaushal
Selene Nov 2020
never been happy
never been loved by any body
until when I can endure this pain
and act like I'm okay?
when?
Maniacal Escape Jun 2020
Keys speak letters but not words
And sentences don’t make paragraphs but full stops end.
Stanzas stall and commas halt, but
Sometimes there’s just nothing to say.
But sometimes nothing blurts everything
And everything sometimes says nothing at all
Because that ampersand always sits there
But never leads to a paragraph
Or a verse
Or anything
Because every time. There’s just nothing to say.
ogdiddynash Aug 2024
when the kids were young,
invested in fancy luggage,
cause we needed vacations
to get away from them.

These luggages,
had them roll to the number combination numbers locks
which was where technology
was back in
the nineteen eighties,
when I was a
young husband and father,
using the year of their birth
as a four digit code

of course, I programmed
them both incorrectly,
and they, those kids,
now adults maybe,
who can’t remember anything good
I’ve ever done for them,
but remind every time
they come to see me,
which is pretty much never,
about ******* up the year
of their naissance,
which is a
fancy french word,
for
“kids are a pain in the ***“
june2020
When we dead people awaken it is so late
late
that cannot call it even delayed  
Asking who those out of grave wandering...
people
>
<
salvation preachers after doomsday
>
<
may
>
<
but now bundle of zombies dancing with wind’s hey…hey…
Zack Ripley Aug 2019
when can I go home
when can I see you
again
cherry blossoms bloom
when I think about
you, friend
I left you behind
when I was afraid
To love
first attempt at a lai (9 line poem with 3 sets of 2 lines of 5 syllables followed by a line with 2 syllables
Maydaya Miedema May 2020
It can no longer **** me when I'm dead already.  
I'm in love with knowing it killed me.
Taking off my body.
Like an old coat that I smacked on the floor.
Cause I really really don't need it anymore!

Here is the part where it changed me, it changed you.
I feel everything.
Everything coming through.
And I know and I understand.
How it feels to grow and to hold your hand.

My friends, my army and my family.
In me and me in you, you in me.
No longer will I feel heavy.
I am happy.
And in love cause it has killed me.
It can no longer **** me cause I'm dead already.
I'm so happy!
17-12-19
Where Shelter Jun 2015
~

my shelter,

two arms,
a human lean-to,
a pup tent,
all with a
welcome mat,
for you,
await

with graceful patience
simpatico smiling,
always avail,
awaiting,
no life clock countdown
prematurely pushing,
come when
there is
no other place

all,
on offer,
shelter places
that become
your home,
if you so
honor them thus,
your choice,
your decision
when to come n' go

shelter you,
no questions asked,
cloak all with human warmth,
easy silences, no pressures


for when my arms 
 bear your load,
now mine,
my load,
somehow

halved!
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