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Nandini Mar 2014
Miles and miles I have walked .. searching for you
In the bright aura of the mightiest sun God ,
The molten sands burning into my feet ,
But I kept searching for ur footprints on the sands ........

Miles and miles I have walked .. searching for you,
I've wandered in the infinite deserts of time,
Found an oasis on the road but it coudnt quench my thirst .. my pain ,
But I kept looking for u to tranquil me ..my pain ...........

Miles and miles I have walked .. searching for you,
I crossed over onto the barbwired territories of destiny ,
But Destiny is cruel ..she cut me deep and I walked wid my blood soaking into my blank future ,
but yet I kept searching for you leaving a message in red all over.........

Miles and miles I have walked ..searching for you,
In the various mirrors of my eyes I yearn to see ur reflections ,
Mirrors of my dreams shattered in them..pieces hurting bring liquid pain flowing down ,
In spite I keep searching coz that mirrors a part of u ........

Miles and miles I have walked ..searching for you ,
The endless search coudnt stop as death digs its fangs into my fading breath,
I've whispered a message in the wind .. in the hope to find you,
I'll keep searching for you .... Waiting always on the other side.......
Searching for you ... Living in the hope to see you again .... I'm waiting for you sweetheart ....!!!
aviisevil Jan 2014
As the sun begin to rise and the stars appear to fade
Her voice echoed in the fog , calling for a dark shade
She was dressed in white , purest of them all
Men and beast alike , she was lost in the fog
As she walked through the forest , the birds begin to sing
The flowers bloomed like never before and the trees started to swing
The forest came alive , from the presence of something dead
As she made her way through the forest , in search of one last breath
Her heart was full of sorrow and her mind was full of pain
As she walked through the gallows , in search of a forgotten name
The sun was slowly rising high and the fog begin to disappear
Frightened as she was , as calm she appeared
She closed her eyes and the tears begin to fall
Nurturing the land beneath , watering the small
Her hands reached out for someone , something to hold her back
But all she received in return was with black
She had brought along all she had and all she knew
She kept moving and the pain grew
She walked on and on , inside the deepest and the darkest of the wilderness
Her own darkness reflected upon the place
And now it was too dark to remember the face
Even the sun Coudnt penetrate the place she stood
And the birds stopped singing as if they understood
The flowers started losing the colours , as if mourning her cause
And everything stood still , so quite engulfed in the fog
Her legs stopped moving and she reached a Brooke
Shimmering in the dark , as she took a look
She looked down , deep inside the nothingness
All she could see was herself in the darkness
As she stepped inside , it started turning red
Bleeding like she always bled
And Ina moment it was all gone into a little of nothingness
She was covered in black , surrounded by darkness
And for the first time she was at peace
The sweet dreams were over and the nightmares would cease
She could see the sun , as she drifted away, slowly enlighting the world above
As she finally let herself go , in the name of love
She knew it'll be waiting on the otherside with open arms
And she was cold no more , she was at peace , so calm
Though she is gone , the forest can still feel her walk
But her tale is forgotten , lost in the fog
Geary evans Aug 2015
Trust you  I did
Now I have knife sticking me in the heart
Trust i coudnt keep it sceret you coudnt
Trust me i been lie to
jazz rocks Apr 2014
I saw you.
Now i dont.
You held me.
Now you wont.
You said i love you.
Now you coudnt.
Im confused but now i know.
Your not mine and  im not yours.
And it understood.
That's what it was.
No us.
Not anymore.
Not me not even you.
And I'm sorry, your not here.
And im alone.
I know.
I've known.
there was a little rabbit he lived underground
everything so quiet he coudnt hear a sound
underneath the soil buried oh so deep
that is where he goes when he needs to sleep
oneday when he was playing outside his rabbit hole
he came across his friend a lovely little mole
mole began to cry he was very sad
his tunnel was filled in by all the rain they had
dont worry said the rabbit you can stay with me
you can come to  my house it is water free
rabbit made a bed for the mole to sleep
way down in his hole so vey very deep
now they live together and are the best of friends
happy ever after thats how the story ends
aviisevil Jan 2014
It was cold and grey
clouds covered the sky
Two men waiting for the bus
As the spring kissed goodbye
One was young
Bright , Mathew his name
Other was old
Tired ,they called him bane
On the other side
From the pavement across
Kids were playing
In dirt and moss
Mathew turned
And whispered to bane
Ah , childhood
Wish I could live it again
But bane just smiled
And not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
Under his breath he muttered
How rude!
But at that moment
A pretty lady did cross
And Mathew stared
Coudnt keep his eyes off
Mathew turned
And whispered to bane
Ah, manhood
Don't you wish to be young again
But bane just smiled
And not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
Under his breath he muttered
I was rude !
But at that moment
A beggar came in the plot
He asked for money
But Mathew had not
Mathew turned
And whispered to bane
Ah,charity
Mind some change ?
But bane just smiled
Not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
Under his breath he muttered
He's cold !
But at that moment
A bus came to stop
And the old got up
used his cane to guide and walk
And Mathew just smiled
And not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
and under his breath he muttered
I was blind !
rainydaysunday Jan 2014
i put on my sweatshirt, yoga pants, tennis shoes,
and said, "I think i'll go for a jog."

And I left. I ran down the driveway
I jogged round the turn,
I passed, on my way down the road,
a collar.
Pink, purple and small.

I took a break. Walked it off
That lost collar means a lost pet.
that lost collar might mean a lost kid.
I brushed it off.

Running across the bridge, I
told myself i couldn't stop, or
The eyes behind windshields would stare.
would realize im nothing.

I took the path along the river.
It was noticeably full and wide.
a dark, River green.
the current was strong and I

Followed it with the path
until i coudnt breathe. And
I told myself to get a rusty fishhook
carve my failure into my skin.

I told myself to ****.
To **** myself.
To jump in the winter river,
to leap too far into the hypothermic current
to come back.
I sat on the edge for too long.

I went back home.
there was a little rabbit he lived underground
everything so quiet he coudnt hear a sound
underneath the soil buried oh so deep
that is where he goes when he needs to sleep.

oneday he was playing outside his rabbit hole
he came across his friend a lovely little mole
mole began to cry he was very sad
his tunnel was filled in by all the rain they had.

dont worry said the rabbit you can stay with me
you can come to  my house it is water free
rabbit made a bed for the mole to sleep
way down in his hole so vey very deep.

now they live together and are the best of friends
happy ever after thats how the story ends.
Wretched Jul 2015
Today,
Something bit me,
An insect of some sort.
The next thing i know,
My whole right arm was swollen.
I coudnt bare the pain.
Tears run down my face.
I can feel the wound pounding, literally.
This wound reminded me of you.
How I dont know how to get rid of you.
How numbingly painful it is to feel you.
How i know that you will be gone
After a few days,
few minutes,
few seconds.
But the thing is,
I will never forget the pain
because of the scar you left
on my impeccable heart.
Michael Parish Oct 2013
Crazy perfume you smell when the doors swing wide open.
Crazy tiny hour hands tell every manican your shopping
toaday.
You buy summer dresses 50 percent off.
You watch my world slow down because I am
hanging like a hat on hooks.
I saw John crowe Ransome buying a suite
for a friends funeral.
Still I think he just wanted to leave.
Before the mall closed toaday I wanted to
become a waxed tile.  Or even a plastic tree
next to the recliners.  ( I coudnt be anything I wanted in here)
My painted jeans arnt for sale anymore.
Because years made them fade.  
Now im inside new stores, new venues
to make happiness continue.  
Some how its all the same.
When did I shift places
because the racks seem full
of sadness.  I know where to
find mirriors even if no body
else actually wants to see
themselves reinvented again.
Nandini Apr 2014
Often wondering did I fall for someone like you ??
                  I wonder ....

How I coudnt read through that perfect mask of devilry ,
       that was laced with impregnable tenderness and chivalry .
                  I wonder ....

How you kept wounding me insidiously like a double edged sword ,
       I not knowing countless pieces of me shattered for the record .
                  I wonder ....

How like a diseased infection you for me brewed malice ,
       Inspite I kept infusing your venomous love into my every nerve and segment ...
           Coz baby " your love is my drug "
                   I'm ADDICTED TO YOU .
NONE escaped the malice called love .. its the world's best drug to be addicted to .... Don't u agree ??
aviisevil Sep 2014
-It was cold and grey
clouds covered the sky
Two men waiting for the bus
As the spring kissed goodbye


One was young
Bright , Mathew his name
Other was old
Tired ,they called him bane
On the other side
From the pavement across
Kids were playing
In dirt and moss
Mathew turned
And whispered to bane
Ah , childhood
Wish I could live it again
But bane just smiled
And not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
Under his breath he muttered
How rude!
But at that moment
A pretty lady did cross
And Mathew stared
Coudnt keep his eyes off
Mathew turned
And whispered to bane
Ah, manhood
Don't you wish to be young again
But bane just smiled
And not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
Under his breath he muttered
I was rude !
But at that moment
A beggar came in the plot
He asked for money
But Mathew had not
Mathew turned
And whispered to bane
Ah,charity
Mind some change ?
But bane just smiled
Not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
Under his breath he muttered
He's cold !
But at that moment
A bus came to stop
And the old got up
used his cane to guide and walk
And Mathew just smiled
And not a word he uttered
Mathew was silent
and under his breath he muttered
I was blind !
It speaks for itself.
Hrithik Hiran May 2020
Walking through the forest route
I use to pick up stones, pointy as well as smooth
Stacked them in an infinte jar of memories
With every stone, sharing stories

My precious were of different colours
But it all looked the same to others
For my dreams, the jar was a shrine
Every stone was a memory my heart coudnt confine

Throughout my everyday walk
I searched for that special rock
Pearl, ruby, topaz or emerald
But the one not meant to be hurled

Little did I know about moments passing by
It's after everything when gone, we cry
Images flashing and nostalgia striking
Stones from my jar began smiling

Every stone was a special one
Reminding memories of someone
Childhood, youth ,adulthood
My jar contained everything it could

Life is a regret of letting go of some stones
Tinier than the memory it owns
All I need is a pool of such stones to dive
To bring my dead forgotten dreams alive
santa was in a chimney on christmas night
when someone  down below a fire they  did light
the smoke began to rise up the fire flue
santa coudnt see in the smoke so blue
he  climbed back to the top so he could get some air
shouted out for help to anybody there
the fireman they came to rescue santa claus
now when it comes to christmas he always uses doors
Karan Jul 2015
When a promise dies
My girl promised me
We'll walk hand in hand
She said we'll walk besides
Until the end
She said she woudnt care
For my empty poses
We will die besides
On the bed of roses
When we'll return home
Droped deep in scars
We'll spend tired nights
In each others arms
She spoke of her sordid times
And how she's changed
She spoke of warning signs
And her love for rains
I was doped down in love
I kept falling in it
We made some promises girl
That we coudnt keep
And then it had to be
On one envious night
When our minds were dull
And the air was blight
In a moment of panic
It was all erased
My love for you
Was bent to hate
The day had come
To say goodbyes
All blown to cold
When a promise dies
Notes (optional)
Pedro Henrique Z Sep 2013
I ******* say goodbye,
I had not enoght time,
When I realized
You were already gone.
I coudnt say goodbye,
But if I could fly
I would find you,
Hold you,
Embrace you in my wings,
In a never ending moment,
Just like and angel.
Yes, I said angel,
But I'm not talking about me
Since I'm here for you.
my  poor little dog he coudnt here a thing
he was very deaf all heard was ring
but if you threw a stick he could plainly see
he would pick it up and bring it back to me
i couldnt call his name it would be no good
it would be like talking to a piece of wood
i took him to the vet to ask him  for advice
he was very pleasent and also very nice
to my little dog he seemed to take a shine
then he moved his fingers and began to make a sign
my doggy seemed to know what he had to say
just by making signs he could hear me everyday.
now i can spell his name and he can come to me
just by making signs that he can plainly see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
I was awestruck by the sublime heat of our love which filled every jagged and rugged crevice of my soul.
But it only took a lightening bolt and soon we were dusting its ashes from our clothes
It burned swiftly like the scorching indian summer when we first met
Your hazel eyes glued to mine
The sultry southern wind could do nothing to calm your untamed passion that i innately knew would perfectly rival mine
The swooping birds whistled your lovesong
Tickling me tainting my dreams with specs of reality
Everything felt so inevitable
Maybe i was naive or
Stupid enough
I coudnt smell any warning
Maybe i was inebriated by your smouldering scent
Or did i deliberately turned a blind eye
Or a deaf ear when the placid waters of the tranquil lake began to roar
Impelling me
Trying to save me from going astray
But my heart knew you would save me
If only i knew
That you never ever felt the same
Cause you were never the one to stay
emzee Feb 2017
MANY OF THEM SAYS,,

ITS SO HOT,,

BUT I COUDNT FEEL,,
THAT MUCH HOT,,

THE SUN NEVER HEAT...
OUR SKINS WERE HEATEN...

GET IN ,,,,
IF THAT IS DIFFICULT..
STOP BLAMING,,

ITS SUMMER,,,
PART OF OUR LIFE
morning
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell
he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat
the little dog was clever a clever do was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
Joel Johny Jan 2018
i was young and naive,full of emotional turmoil
I'm playing tough guy, I won't cry! Really internally I'm about to burst.
Time has flown past so fast when did I become this man?
Scared as hell and coudnt tell ya what's bout to come next
But I know you were there with me from dusk till dawn
Thank ya for never quitting, giving up on me.
I promise to fulfill your purpose
If wasn't for your gifts, there would be no glow on me.

I told myself I wouldn't breakdown in  verse
But it's hard to walk away from the one place you'd always go first
Leaving at all the memories, **** that's the worst
I know we dont talk much..but when we do..it feels great
Thank you Jesus...I can finally feel my life has started to change
Took me out of the dark and let me see the brand new me
Never give up when you're down, you can get back up.
That's all i needed to hear from you

I'm gonna let go of the past break the mold of this cast
you gave me the heart of a poet,so easily shattered by your touch,
Be careful what you hold on to, Because it just might be too much,
As it drips from your hand, Piece by piece,
Never knowing where it will land,Never having any peace.
Cause Jesus is the man..and he was born to be the light
To cast away all our troubles far beyond our sight..
God has helped me overcome a lot of stuff i dont even like thinking about ..so this is just my way of saying thanks man...i know youve got my back
Le Lotus Mar 2019
Some people say that poem is
Only for the sad and depressed souls
But hey, look at me !
Read the following verses and you'll know.

There are varies of arts in writing,
Its a way of me expressing my feelings,
The deep part of me that coudnt be seen,
But in poems I lay them in ordered scenes.

Few times when I feel like crying and can no more bear things,
I lay my feelings in a piece of sheet and went to sleep.
But! That day when the sky is clear I also picked up my pen and let it dance,
Just by listening to the birds singing I'd do the same.

Am not trying to play poet but to convey a message,
Writing poems doesnt mean that I am depressed,
Its a medium for feelings to be expressed,
A comfort zone for the creative people like us.
in 1989 there was a tragedy on a football ground
for all the world to see
96 were killed lives just took away
all them were there to watch the two teams play

fans outside  rushed in through an open tunnel door
police had lost control couldnt control them anymore
people suffocating coudnt get away
ninety six were killed on that tragic day

cover ups were made statements rearranged
details by the police they had all been changed
witnesses came forward proved that they had lied
if policing had been better on one  should have died

a mother for fought justice her son was there that day
he was just kid whose life was took away
anne williams was her name did her very best
fought through thick and thin she just wouldnt rest

she just kept on going for her justice fight
time and time again till they got the verdict right
unjustly killed that day she was looking for
then tragedies like this wouldnt happen anymore

anne got what she wanted the truth about that day
killed unlawfully the judges had to say
her battle it was over she got her victory
justice for them all for all the world to see

anne she past away her fight it had been won
she got what wanted now united with her son

RIP to those who lost there lives that day
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
rudolph he was sad on a christmas day
wasnt very well coudnt pull his sliegh
his nose it would not glow very bright and red
so he spent his christmas tucked up in his bed

all the other reindeers pulled the christmas sliegh
delivering the presents many miles away
filled with lots of toys for every girl and boy
to fill the childrens hearts with lots of christmas joy

rudolph he got better went back to his sliegh
you could see his nose glow from many miles away
when  christmas comes again rudolph will be there
delivering his presents to children everywhere
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see
there was a little dog the poor chap was blind
he was very gentle and very very kind
this it didnt stop him he still had his smell
where ever he was going he could plainly tell.

he would use his nose when playing in the park
find his own way home when ever it was dark
he could sniff his food when it was time to eat
pull it with his paws  to enjoy his little treat.

the little dog was clever a clever dog was he
happy and content all though he coudnt see

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