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 Mar 2018 Marty
Jayantee Khare
Moon O Moon!
Why are you red?
Is your mood bad?

Moon O Moon!
Why people call you?
That you go blue.

Moon O Moon!
Why are you miss?
Your sight is a bliss,,

Moon O Moon!
Why are you crescent?
And then absent.

Moon O Moon!
Why are you eclipsed?
A part is missed.

Moon O Moon!
Why are you super?
When I'm bigger.
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Oh dear Earth!
Why do you blame?
It's all your game.

Oh dear Earth!
You cast your shadow,
And hide my glow.

Oh dear Earth!
You turn your face,
It's not my phase.

Oh dear Earth!
You behave psychic,
And I am called lunatic.

Oh dear Earth!
I am always same,
My shine is all your game.

Oh dear Earth!
Reflecting your color,
What is given, same I offer.

Oh dear Earth!
I don't have air.
I'm always fair.

Oh dear Earth!
Out of my love for you,
My phases caused by you.

Oh dear Earth!
My love is eternally for you,
Staying away yet eyeing for you.

Oh dear Earth!
What if you don't respond?
I will keep making your round.
Moon is my muse since childhood...
Witnessed supermoon/red moon/blue moon/Eclipse just now.....
wrote on hp directly...
No edit
spare me for childlike language...
 Mar 2018 Marty
Jayantee Khare
!
Wish
I could be a bird
just for one day..
To fly away...
To fly away...

!
Wanna get liberated
 Mar 2018 Marty
Jayantee Khare
.
A sky
To fly
Without
any "why"

In her own time
Sans any crime
At any age
Break the *******

Let her write her story
No need of this glory
Why only a day
Why not everyday

No special treatment
Just let her be herself
.
Happy women's day
 Mar 2018 Marty
Nonsense Poet
Lost love in times
Lost and inverse
Love with martyrdom
Strong wild horse

Even in our times
It´s insisting to arrive
It´s coming from the same side
Hey, we´re still alive

Looking for a long-lost love
Walking on a dangerous floor
Trying to open a door
Warning: Dangerous journey above
Lost Love Inverse Wild Warning Dangerous
 Mar 2018 Marty
Danielle
And such a tempest;  
Roared inside the refrigerator!
Food is the way to a man’s heart,
my mother told me.
I rather did not listen
and gave myself away instead.
Just a thought that popped into my head one day. A lot of my poems are like this, short and express an idea or word.
 Mar 2018 Marty
Danielle
Clarity
 Mar 2018 Marty
Danielle
I think…
Well I’m mostly sure,
that I’d like to slip…
Slide my way into your thoughts.
Orient myself –
to your way of thinking.
Just for a moment…
Or two…
Or three…
To find that little bit of clarity.
 Mar 2018 Marty
Danielle
25
 Mar 2018 Marty
Danielle
25
At the age of twenty-five
I sat myself down for a long, long talk
About how I wasn’t really all that grown up.
“I can’t say no to you,
And perhaps I really should.
There was supposed to be marriages and babies,
All by this point.” I sighed
“But there’s been laughter and love
And millions of perfect moments,
So you have free reign.
Be whichever age you need to be.”
I'm almost afraid to write one for 28 at this point, we'll see how 29 goes lol
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