Arly poems on Hello Poetry

Àŧùl Dec 2016

She will be even more beautiful,
Heavier will be her eyelids,
Eager will be men for her body.

Would she even miss me,
I** am not aware about it,
Longer this time spent,
Lot she will try to forget.

Ringing bells of her heart,
Every time she will bathe,
Pouring water from the shower,
Early tears will get veiled,
No memories get subsided,
Time spent she will recall.

My HP Poem #1349
©Atul Kaushal

#when #she #gets #acrostic #will #repent #secondary #matured

Àŧùl Jul 2017

Zephyr Sagittarius

The most gorgeous girl in the world,
I* remember *Pragya by her anonym,
Now all I have are her memories,
Yes they are sweet and delicious.

Real life angel she was my friend,
Each day in her company was good,
Memories of us smiling together,
Early riser she so inspired me,
Maybe she does not have time,
Busy she is too much for memories,
Regal used to be her elegant smiles,
Again I hope that I come across her,
No one is immortal but memories are,
Centuries ago maybe I had known her,
Every memory I can recollect sharply.

Pragya also had her surname as Mehra but she's unrelated to anyone here.

I miss her and the days spent with her.

Her sunsign is Sagittarius and she chose Zephyr as a suitable nickname for herself.

My HP Poem #1645
©Atul Kaushal

#remembrance #gorgeous #girl #from #citm #mriu #my #first #college #named

Julie Butler Apr 2016

take

you're about as
quiet as lightning
& just as much ;
you put the light in it
I'm counting down from two-thousand,
slowly
quitting breakfast and everything early
that bird can keep it like:
what am I supposed to do if I can't have you
what kind of a sudden is it breathing cause I have to \
****** the gasps I caught you stealing-
Saturday mourning on Wednesday's feelings
saying
I like Monday cause, Friday's fleeting

I own the rest of my hair, you know
you own my body
I'm as open as the screen-door you broke
& you did handstands for someone else already
otherwise I'd listen, cause
I can't find the lyrics in splitting
can't find the best in bleeding
that love was airplane-waiting
that love was
silent begging, restless leg\
restless blinking
rip the
day out my weeks baby
till all I keep lie sleeping

take me back to "I didn't see it coming"
take me back to that night you thought you loved me

Àŧùl Dec 2017

I Am Not Worried

I* am unfazed by minor tiffs we have.

Little do I get bothered by them,
Over past few weeks we have argued,
Very much with each other that too,
Early on response better be calm.

Yes, you love me unconditionally too,
Over the problems of life we go,
Under that milder sun we will fly.

Promised me you have your hand,
On my way towards you I have been,
Of high faithfulness I am a strong box,
Join you me, come and just marry me,
A**tul Kaushal awaits your arrival here.

My HP Poem #1686
©Atul Kaushal

#i #love #you #pooja

Àŧùl Jan 2017

A Passing Gust Of Air

Your presence is benign,
On this planet,
Unto Mars your scent reaches.

Finish the pending job,
Articulation is the work,
Reaching far is your scent,
Tackling this humourously,
Ending this ode I will be,
Doomsday seems to descend.

A** rainbow of blood,
Not visible to humans,
Deathly is the scent.

I mean it for real,
Totally serious.

Wasps from hell seem to sting,
As needles of repugnancy *****,
Sadness descends for forever.

Himalayas seem to be an escape,
On the change of atmosphere,
Rows of roses are required,
Right now and right here,
In an attempt to save us,
Breathing became hard,
Lost was the will to live,
Early was fresh air needed.

You farted and it was horrible.
A dark & seriously funny poem.
Another secondary acrostic poem.

My HP Poem #1381
©Atul Kaushal

#poetry #funny #and #you #was #it #horrible #farted

ClawedBeauty101 Feb 2018

Twenty-forth of February

T* wo
W eeks
E arly...
,
N ot
T he
Y oungest...
,
F orever
O btaining
R adiant
T wo
H ues

O nly
F or

F ew
E yes...
,
B right
R ivalries
U nite...
,
A new
R elative's
Y earling...

*Hello Again, My Reminder Of my Birth
*2-24-00

(I don't know why the strong thing is up there it's suppose to be **T**.. of well XP
...okay not the best poem...but it was something different I wanted to try?

Okay for those who didn't understand it, but something that has been passed down in my family are two different colored eyes, they aren't that noticeable like they USE to be when I was a baby but if you stared into my eyes, and looked around the edges... you can see how different they really are. My uncle on my mom's side had them, and before him my grandfathers brother had it. It's been passed down for generations. And that was the first thing they noticed with me when I was little. I was forced to be born 2 weeks early, so I was a pretty small baby XD. but.. yeah... although i wish they were more noticeable... idk it's always something I've been proud to have... I am the second youngest of my family, although i was SUPPOSE to be the youngest. ....but yeah..

The Yearling Part is weird I know, but a yearly refers to an animal of new birth, Since I am called "Cat" and so was my uncle, some say I am his "yearling" if you will.... yeah it's weird... idk XD

Idk it's a strange Birthday Poem I wanted to try I didn't know else what to write or even how to write it XD forgive me if it's terrible

Thank You Lord <3

Cat Lynn ///
2-24-2000

#birthday #different #eyes #2 #24 #2000 #birth #twenty #fourth #of

Jacobo Raymundo May 2013

N.E.V.E.R. A.L.O.N.E.

Never ceasing to shed light upon my dreary days, you're the sun to my sky, the flower to my garden
Endlessly loving and caring, feeling and seeing, you have the heart of an angel and the face of a goddess; divine duality
Vast degrees of beauty emanate from you, meet my eyes, and melt my heart
Early hours of my mornings are filled solely with thoughts of you such as this moment while I compose
Rarity, uniquity, you're one of a kind my rose. You hold a place in my heart that no other can hold simply because nobody else is vaguely comparable to you

A** lthough the earth is treacherous and destructive to your pristine beauty, I have great faith that you will remain purely innocent
Loneliness should never be felt by you for if you look to your side I will be there whether in spirit or in body
Olfactory senses tingle with delight as you draw near; your scent is one I have yet to forget
Never fear the night for I will stand guard with a lantern in hand: no demon shall trespass your glorious soul; even if the cost may be my life, I shall fight for you to my last breath and beyond
Every day I'm here with you, oh it is so so true look around, you're *never alone

Ryan O'Leary Nov 2018

Announcement.

There has just been an
announcement over the
intercom in 2 languages.

Chien Perdu, Dog Lost.

Attention Attention, a
photo of Arly has been
posted at the Pursers
office, if anyone knows
of his whereabouts, can
you please contact us.

Hmmm, I say to that, he
is no loss, noisy little runt.

Hope the Gulls got him.

Time now 12:56 C.E.T on
board Connemara en route
to Cork from Santander.
12th November 2018.

Faeza Kazim Nov 2016

MOM

Made of imperceptible stars and glitter rose,
Offering love and care to everybody in the house,
There she is with a tender heart full of emotions,
Her dark circles and dry lips showed all the struggle she faced for us and still found joy in such affliction,
Early morning breakfasts to late night dinners,
Raising children from their first cry to make them real winners,
In spite of such excruciating life,
Laughing and crying with us all the time,
U**nique creation of almighty she is, who'll never leave you alone any time.❤
-Faeza Kazim

Ryan O'Leary Nov 2018

The Cork Buoys.

We're getting close,
just past the Mizen
and guess what, I
saw the Cork Buoys
out in the white surf,
painted red they were.

No Hurley's though.

Ps.

Still no sign of Arly.

15:22 C.E.T. 12th November,
30 minutes out of Port on
The Connemara, from Spain
to Ireland.

Ryan O'Leary Nov 2018

Search Team.

The Captain has organised a
ship search for Arly, just had
a knock on our cabin door.

Excusez moi Monsieur/Dame,
on cherche un chien perdu.

We are looking for Arly, lost
on the ship during the night!

They gave me a photo copy
B&W print, lest I see him.

" The owners are offering a
reward, they added "

Take more than a reward for
me to hand that little *******
back, there should be no dogs
allowed in hotels, or ships for
that matter.

I took the poster, and offered
my condolences in advance
of him not being found.

13:31 pm C.E.T. On board
The Connemara en route to
Cork from Santander.
12th November 2018.

Ryan O'Leary Nov 2018

Sea Dog.

Last night at the ABBA hotel
in Santander, Arly, a guests
dog got loose and barked like
a rooster, waking up the house.

This morning at breakfast I was
going to give them a piece of my
mind, as indeed was everyone
else, but they failed to show!

Well; have I news for you, he's
here on the ferry, just spotted him.
First chance I get, if the owners are
not looking, he's going over the side.

Stayed in Santander last night,
currently on Ferry to Cork.
11th Nov 2018. 16:55 C.E.T.

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