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  Oct 2020 HOPE
Imran Islam
You are high like the sky
and deep like the oceans
You make me feel so fly
and touch my emotions!

You are a sweet dream
in the boring late night
I've stopped my scream
with your torchlight!

You are the rainy day
in the mid of the monsoon
I'm the garden by the bay
Flood me with rains soon.

You are the morning
on the last day of summer
Dear, I am just heading
to your heart forever.
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HOPE Oct 2020
I wish to marry a poet
Who will pen me down
In such a magnificent way
And make me drown
In the ocean of his words all day

I wish to marry a poet
Whom the theory of his ink
Will channel him to find inspiration in me
As I turn him on through each wink
Like the universe belong to him and his rhyme

I wish to marry a poet
Who will turn our love story
Into a fairytale triangle
Like a startling light of the glory
Shining bright like a candle
Imagine having to read one of the piece about you so sweet and fascinating that you even shed a tear because the things written down just overwhelms you.
HOPE Sep 2020
I love you
More like fine wine
As you persue
Through my whining
Till you capture me through your heart

I love you
Through cracky roads
Even wind blew
Breaking all cords
Like a hunk breaking hearts

You adores me
Though I'm sticky like a gum
Irritating like a bee
More like a broken drum
But still my heart is captured
HOPE Sep 2020
Wasted moment
Over collection of stones
Turning them lime
More like chrome

Older I'm getting
Feeling all weary
Deeper with regrets
Just allowing it to rain

Maybe I should have
Tried to confuse fate
Causing this heaviness
Dwelling on this pale page
HOPE Sep 2020
Wasted time,
Busy collecting stones,
Making fortune,
Building life over love

Elder I am,
Full of regrets,
Drooling over Rom com,
No hand holding mine,
But tear escaping thy eye,
Over "I should have"

Aging all alone,
written off love,
at tender age,
where I was supposed to find,
a piece of completion for cracky days
HOPE Sep 2020
You should have given me a guarantee,
For me to never end up in quarantine,
All alone yearning of your affection,
While securing more detention...
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