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Nina May 2019
I've known you for 70 days
Within those 70 days
I've grown interest in you
I've fallen in love with you
I've become happier when I'm with you
I've started to miss you
I wanted us to be more than friends
But it took us 70 days
To fall apart

70days is such a short period of time
But the bond we had
The countless meetup and calls we shared
Was worth more than 70days
But i guess we weren't faithed to be together
Yet
Those 70days i had with you
Was the greatest moment I've ever had
And I'll never forget a single day

It took me 70days to fall in love
And 70days to fall out of love
Addie Eliades May 2013
Someone’s at the Laundromat
with a few bolts of currency jingling in their pocket
and a bright red shopping cart
made of holes and heavy plastic.
An empty machine running on suds
churns the lottery squeaky clean.
The price of wishes
faithed in the Lucky Charms of Loose Change,
is printed on leftover tags on old clothes
on sloped shoulders that have
just enough gumption to
fling coins
into the
wishing well.
i am a small child
Eshwara Prasad Apr 2021
The dud took the bait.
Drove his troops
inside the enemy land.
Blind faithed troops
pillaged gold and money.
The god father waited for
his time to act.
Act he did by calling
the invasion
an act of aggression on a sovereign empire.
It was too late for the
dud to reverse his stand.
God father captured the dud
using his almighty force
and hanged him.
The dead body of the dud
fell to the ground with a thud.
The God father received a thundering ovation and the *****.
Hakim Kassim Apr 2024
I am he who through that long November
       night
Watched your eyes with untamed delight,
Earnestly travelling into the mystery of
      your mind;
In the highnoon of heart we heard and
      spoke the same notes;
I am he who once held you in willing
       arms,
Unknitting wells  of passion beneath
       your heart;
I am he who wrote a Writ with you,
Sowing in your heart a Promise not to
      break the shared bond;
I am he who, in trust of  love, am a voice
     echoing in the skies;
 Faithed, in a leap for your love, and your
        hand, and that look in your eyes;        
The sea here sheds tears as it the earth
        crushes,
The shore beside me pains as water race
       back to their depths,
And I am he who with confused past
      shares the anguish of the sea.
Farewell!
And now I turnto be living with your
      memory, without blaming fate.

                                                -by
                                     Hakim H.  Kassim.

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