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Sometimes  I wanna be a scarf
   Just using my hands wrapped around your neck
     To keep you warm
        May  seem like I'm choking you but I'm not
     My hands can be your mittens
Bored
with life
at times
but...
Your the cure for
My boredom
   So I dont feel worried that
   This boredom will last forever
I'll think of my
Hands tho they are miraculous
 Feb 2016 Tahirih Manoo
chris
loving you is like picking
the petals from a flower
i hate you, i miss you, i
hate you, i miss you
but whichever petal i end
up with, will you please
come back?
Our shadow dwells, most of them we created them from hell.

Its the monsters we feed, the suffering of our identity that creates the hell.

Only unity can make peace with the shadow.

Its the ying and yang, the eye of a needle, the one true self that can make you well.
Love here writes new reflection,
Love again defines our affection.
Connection speaks about love,
To spread message flies a dove.

Flying in cheerful mind I am bird,
My daddy is very kind I tell word.
To learn and know, I have right,
I have to define my life as bright.

To Earth we come to play part
Light is love thread makes art.
Wisdom you give we too learn,
In love virtues we all do earn.

Mother we see again oh father,
Brothers say here not to bother.
Elder loves younger loves elder,
Love waves mind we feel ever.

Child bird returns to mom’s nest,
We go back to your lap for rest.
A fest we celebrate all together,
We separate and unite weather.

Everywhere flowers bloom love,
In flying, way does not miss dove.
Love again defines our affection.
Love here writes new reflection,

© Bhargabi Dei Mahakul, 2015. All rights reserved.
Love is the unique value and this is universally accepted as a lovely thread to tie up relationship. Love defines relationship and to spread this message, dove flies in sky. Here a soul realizes self and sings he is just like a bird and flying in cheerful mind. Soul urges his right to learn and making future bright in front of father. All souls come on Earth to play part. Father of heaven gives wisdom and we all learn. Virtues are too earned by wisdom of love. Relationships like mother, father brothers etc. are ******* in love. In mind we feel waves of love ever. To mom’s nest, child bird returns and to take rest we too go back to father. Flowers bloom in love. Dove does not miss at all flying way. Likewise love defines relationship and affection. This poem is written in Odisha, India and dedicated to the people of the world.
 Feb 2016 Tahirih Manoo
ryn
As we stood face to face...
Waist-deep in our insecurities,
the years...
Would continue to
revolve around us with nonchalance.
Soothing the wounds we had traded.

The universe...
Would envelope us.
Like cosmic balm.
Healing us...
Catalysing us,
into melding together.
So we'd emerge out of the fray
as a single entity.

An entity...
Oblivious to each other's imperfections.
An entity...
Capable of discarding past discrepancies.
An entity...
Granted a new lease.
An entity...
Worthy of another breath.
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