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Allyssa Dec 2017
I've been away for a while,
And,
It seems like nothing is ever going to change.
Forgive me.
I hope you don't mind but I'm afraid to stay and hurt you any further.
Maria Etre Dec 2017
I watched a live band
yesterday
my stomach churned
against its empty walls
digesting emptiness
and simply
feeling human
....again

With a voice
so mellow
it mesmerized
hypnotized
the murmurs
to a silence

A marriage of strums
carried feelings
embraced
every stander
with a certain warmth
that reaches the heart
I heard my friend say
"they make fall
in love with myself"
how delicate of a statement
to float amidst
the dark space
dancing with their voices

Something pure
was taking place
and as an audience
we have longed for
such a feeling
so foreign
to carry us a bit closer
to our very core
reminding us
that it's possible
for a heart to smile
to prove that
innocence does
still exist

"Who are they?" I asked
"Waynick" she said
Waynick: means "where are you" in Arabic

Waynick, an indie folk band from Lebanon, consisting of Sara and Joe,  Nick, Yvan and Cyril.

On their first meeting, Nick showed up 2 hours late; his phone battery was dead, as he helplessly looked for the rest of the band (hence, the name of the band Wayn-Nick).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ie2GFiOVGoQ
Ramsha May 2017
Follow your
Heart.
But take
Your brain
With you.
Holly Apr 2017
I'm here.
Floating on.
Above the surface.
Not for long.

I'm sin.
That wraps around you in the night.
Makes your heart beat.
Gives you fright.

I'm heaven.
That you breathe in.
Lost in bliss.
Don't forget, I'm sin.

I'm gone.
In a moments time.
The sun comes up.
You're not mine.

Like a bullet shot through your brain.
You become intoxicated with pain.
If fills you up; the taste of "we".
Misery loves company.
Marie-Niege Feb 2017
I hate a lot of things, but
but.
Not you
i'm binging of you while the civil wars ruin me. I am concerned for my poetry. They're too much of you . Like You.
Àŧùl Dec 2016
My nose burns inside when I inhale,
It pains me when I try to breathe,
And it is the same whenever I exhale.
HP Poem #1322
©Atul Kaushal
David P Carroll Nov 2016
've one wish love
It's to see your smile
For a while in life
Then kiss you my love
Embrace in true love
Holding hands for a while
All I truly wish is to
Be happy with you
For a while.
David P Carroll
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David P Carroll
For A While
Àŧùl Nov 2016
I keep a smile on my face,
Not by myself but by the pace,
The speed of life.

I keep a smile with grace,
Not for herself but for a brace,
The support of life.

She was my dearest fave,
Not by heart but for the pave,
The road of life.

She was mine with awe,
Not for permanence I now know,
The dream of life.

Hoping she accompanies me to my grave,
Not foolish because I'd made her my all,
That searching happiness of my life.

I am surely a fool,
Not that I am dumb,
But I am just a fool.

Gave her all the weapons,
Gave her all the strength,
For killing me, *in the end.
HP Poem #1246
©Atul Kaushal
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