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LN Dec 2018
I saw him in a K-Vibe store
His sight melted my ice-*******.
He saw me watching and smiled at me.
Walked the short distance, my heart filling with glee.
Our hands brushed,
We both blushed,
And then I noticed the thing that broke the love spell
He was wearing an EXO hoodie
And I a BTS sweat with koya smell
And hence we couldn't be together
for I am an ARMY and he an EXO-L
A POEM DEDICATED TO THE COLD WAR, NOT BETWEEN US AND CHINA
BUT BETWEEN ARMYs AND EXO-Ls

Lol its just for fun
No hard feelings for EXO-Ls


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Philipp K J Nov 2018
Musa stands for banana
But his name sake was Furhana
His headwear folded like samosa
Not to be confused with mimosa
Yet the fold was like Koya's head towel
Even the fantastic Ayamu's downwell.
That said: Koya heckled with his sickle knife
Never failed in the field to sit and file
The blade to trim out the hedge's tendrils rife
Closed one eye to see the fence's profile
The cutting-hedge technology of fence
Continued without denouncing offense
Rarely reaching any end, the dense
Fence talk gains again as every day commence.

Beauty creation was his faint inclination
At the entrance of the tea plantation
Stationed near to the police station
Part of his task unasked in the division
Was standing and talking to the man on the bike
Talks like, the strike, the Labour wages hike,
How to dodge a strife for a fair bounty
With words coated with 'chondy-chandy sugar candy.
For its said, he can wear any colour, I-uhml-green or P-yellows
To send jaundice or dainties to the Poor-fellows.
The talk prolong as the baron mellows
Till the madam's call comes from the bungalows.

Back to Musa, sorry for the interruption, he was left behind the lines...
For names of Mayan, Maanu and Jaanu make a beeline
Like Beebi and Kaybee,  maybe the guy too, sounding Shanghai,
All are bonanza, for a due stanza.

Musa chirped with chops of English
And fizzed out the name of fish and dish
Proud that he worked even with some British.
Once he mumbled the name mom and mummy
To call out his humble wife to introduce
The visiting chummy colleagues, over there.
Her numb eyes goggled out of a slimy shawl to reduce
Her head to a crummy Kameez that beleaguered  on her.
Not knowing what his trendy husband is telling,
And why he is calling her before them, Asia instead of Aisha!
His friends knew her trouble and told her its alright
And that made her feel she is the same Ayichumma on her own right.

Once Musa stumbled on the name 'chips' at a shop in the city;
Ordered the same along with other civil society
While seeing it packed, he grumbled for his stupidity
And burst out, "O, just the Koya fried banana, that's aplenty in our vicinity".
The shopkeeper gave a laugh,
And there, Musa left in a huff!
Chips=chopped banana slices fried into crispy chips.
Iuhml and PLO are political party and trade union respectively
Chondy-chandy= the local dielect with a musical intonation
Gyara Pragathi Aug 2021
Mujhe dar nahi hai Duniya ka
dar nahi hai andere ka
dar nahi pyar mein kone ka ya
pyar mein ko kohne ka

Mujhe dar nahi ghum hone ka
mujhe dar nahi girne ka
mujhe dar nahi hai harne ka

Kyuki bhai, mujhe pata hai ki
jab zaroorat pade
aap kade honge mere baju iss duniya ke samne

Andere se aap bhi darte honge
par rahoje mere sath
mujhe darate hue ya pir mera majak udate hue

Jab pyar mein kohi hui main
gussa zaroor karte honge
par chedne ka mooka nahi chodoje

Jab pyar ko he koya
rahoge pass
thamke mera hath

Kabhi kabhi mein rasta bakat ke ghum ** jati hoon
teri gabrahat ** ya na ** teri baduri ki lambhi kisse me
par kisse ke akhar main
tum hamesha mujhe dond loge

Mujhe dar nahi hai Duniya ka
dar nahi hai andere ka
dar nahi pyar mein kone ka ya
pyar mein ko kohne ka

Mujhe dar nahi ghom hone ka
mujhe dar nahi girne ka
ya pir harne ka
kyuki bhai, aap har maane nahi diye mujhe.
jeffrey conyers Apr 2015
Your picture still hang upon the wall
We look at it
It makes us smile.

To all of us you simply was a beautiful child.

We remember you for your kindness.
And the way you help anyone out.
Without a moment hesitation.

Yes, you was a beautiful child.

With all the qualities of you mother.
And the complexion of your father.
Whom you often were compared too.

We not amazed that many came to adore you.
From those within and out of school.

Faithfully you was into the word.
Messages God must have surely heard.
jeffrey conyers Apr 2015
I miss our morning talks.
Where we constantly agree or laugh.
I miss you saying 'Love you dad'

We miss you.
See it in your mom face.
You will never be replaced.

To hear your favorite song.
Makes us simply break down.
God, we miss having you around.
jeffrey conyers Aug 2019
My little flower, you continue to grow.
Just to be mention daily let many know your impact.

My little flower.
I still can see your smile.
From cheek to cheek it beamed.
You still in many memories.

If leaving this earth with a lasting impression upon another.
Then I thank the lord above, for having you as my daughter.
jeffrey conyers Apr 2015
Nice, you were.
Polite you were.
Unselfish you were.
Born to be loved.
This is the Le'koya we knew.
Who would do anything for you?

Helpful to anyone.
Even those that talked about her.
You was a wonderful one.
That anyone could have loved.
This is the Koya we knew.

God gives angels to the world to be enjoyed.
And you just happen to be one of the lucky ones.
jeffrey conyers Dec 2013
There's nothing like a mother's love
A mother's love, is like going through thick an thin,
they will love you til the the end of TIME you will
have your UP's and also Down's but they will never
ever give up on you an that one person that will never do
that  is a mother is like a precious diamond once you lose that
diamond you can never get that diamond back


By:Taylor Conyers, Le'Koya Collier
jeffrey conyers Aug 2018
They say time heals things.
And they are just words meant to comfort.
As time pass and memories stay.

This when you comprehend you still here.
Just in a better place.

Away from your enemies.
But with better friends.
Those surrounding you now, are selected, angels.

Not many get into the special place.
jeffrey conyers Oct 2015
Tears fall.
They slide slowly down your face.
And easily to trace the path to why they started?

When I think of you.
Tears comes easy.

Others see them.
And quickly know why?
Others see them.
And might never ever know why?
Or afraid to ask why I cry?

I just know tears comes easy.
When I think of you.
Just as quickly than the day we cried at your funeral.
And your burial too.

Dedicated To Le'koya
Johnny Noiπ Jan 2019
A good heart is a love for clothes
Fall and fall of red Fall in the garden;
The window of smile, The Welsh
smile is fasting for the buyers
Smiling little brave warrior
He is a bright innocent smiling
on Saturday; I want to throw my bad
smell, Blow the smell; The smell
of small smiles of Geraniums,
Dianne; The sudden *******
of the cockroach by a marital moratorium,
a marriage ceremony, a ceremony,
a marriage, a marriage, a marriage,
a marriage, weddings, weddings,
strength of fiber, strength in fingerprints.
On the other hand, in the interview,
his story is in the garden of pain,
the temperature of the heat,
the harsh hunt, the microscopic
pleasure of laughter, the decomposition
of GIVING fat the impression of GOLD,
the drops that fall, the Red-Daughter
of the shepherd, The biggest girl;
The reminder of T-Shirt;
The wonders of the king;
The royal emperor, The biggest storm
of a storm affected by a great wind
To play Hardly The love of the heart's
red tears and the fall; The fall
of the plant was full of dollars
thinking of hitting flower side
looking for a way to melt
the big fall guessing the smile
of the window especially for the intelligent consumer
alert; strong alert to the song's live
whispering hollow death lip girl
warrior Shape's bright deep cleans korguga,
thank your flow, I want to beat Saturday
for a bad experience
with the white-smelling person is a lucky crystal dancer who flies.
The kiss can run suddenly to the unfortunate girlfriend named Koya.
     His face with the pain
of a garden, a continuous
corruption of the cough,
must be taken very close
after the delicate Hunting,
the joy of memory to cut
in a microscope the small
crack of the corridor, the fat
of GIVING GOLD copy;                the spirit repudiates liquor drops
for free;       Free redness
of the Small doll Swords,
Snow George's Worst trees
Sunset Glory distance
from my friend;
Glory Army Watches
The father of the red girl,
the largest number
of children Write a t-shirt
Reminder; Remember
a furious poet a great wind
to fill the lips of the royal
voter; Promises study
difficulties partially
                                            interrupted to load a dark burst of singing
Johnny Noiπ Apr 2019
Let us cherish life and keep a good heart,
tears; the red of the daily routine is the
pain of broken little eyes, a piece
of paper on which the ease of a friend
falls into the flow of his work, a miracle,
a face full of eyes tear, Window flower
and earth as your closest friend, cherish
the glittering hell with crochet hooks;
crochet hooks Clarabel black crocheted
leg, a black hat catsuit camouflage
black leggings, black hat; hat will hit
lips park warrior, is small laugh
ready black inside shell cut
the original goodness of wild Groups'
poor friendship's goal with pupil
holding his nose please hide turn
away lunar movements; colors
of sweatshirt Bikettes Polish winds,
girl dancer leaving her badge on;
wide lots with pollen keeps gums;
hear the laughter of parents;
hear hands of a horror urn
is wider than the material of Cry
that promises releases, the distance
between enthusiasm and bursting.
No, the evil will try.                             The piece of magic is the color of life,
the time out of the hatred of beauty
loses the vulture that fills with the root
of Jealousy, gets up in the ***, cheers
and touches the ICU Koya and the
men's choir with the Venetti and the joy
of it we should be more sensitive
to the older Arnedo in the hands
of the thick branches,                                                 the red star that can fall,
I will praise the report of the army
of their crowd, without their legs
to give, threw his hands to the top
of the deformed fall for joy,
the fear of the different hands
of the glory of the sun, the core
of the fool's favorite hand
Dear Amal , last night I had a strange dream about you.
I dreamed that suddenly you lived in my house.
In the morning my washing machine sounded.
I saw you washing all your clothes.

I took a shower and then I drank coffee on the terrace.
After that I cleaned my car while waiting for you to take a shower.
Then after taking a shower you wore a blue shirt , pink jacket and black jeans.
You put on your makeup and put on your ugly glasses.

I took you around my hometown Batu City , East Java.
A very calm and beautiful mountain town with cool air.
I drove my car slowly while you sat next to me.
You seemed happy to see the rice fields and vegetable gardens along the side of the road.

We stopped at a roadside stall.
We had chicken soto rice with boiled eggs for our breakfast.
The broth was very tasty with the addition of lime , koya powder and black soy sauce.
You tasted it and felt the deliciousness.

While eating you talked about your life.
You wanted to forget all the trauma. Because you suffered too much for a long time.
You just wanted to be able to feel truly alive again.

After breakfast I took you to visit Jatim Park 3.
This is one of the famous tourist attractions in Batu City.
You looked excited when you entered the dinosaur park.
We rode a small train around the entire park full of dinosaurs.

With a happy face you took photos and videos many times.
After exiting the dinosaur park I took you to the aquarium zone.
All the walls are made of glass showing many fish in the water.
Shark , manta , clown fish , turtle , octopus and others.
It looks beautiful with coral reefs and underwater lighting.

You asked me to take pictures many times.
You posed while smiling at each wall of the aquarium.
We also took pictures together while laughing.
Then we recorded videos many times while walking.

After leaving the aquarium zone you felt hungry.
I invited you to eat cheese burger and drink boba at the food court.
While chewing the burger you uploaded all the photos and videos.
So that Aya , Asmaa and Malak would see them immediately.

When it was noon we left Jatim Park 3.
You asked me to take you to a beauty salon.
You wanted to do hair and ****** treatments.
So I drove my car to the nearest beauty salon.

When we arrived at the beauty salon I took you in.
Then you were immediately served by the salon employees.
I waited quite a long time in the parking lot.
While smoking and listening to music.

When you came out of the salon your face looked so fresh and beautiful.
You also dyed your hair a bit maroon.
Then I took your picture several times. You posed while smiling in front of my car.

We went around Batu City again.
Then I drove my car to the mountainside.
After that crossing the vast rice fields Along the road of Pujon village.
Until we arrived at Selorejo Lake.

A calm and beautiful lake on the edge of the mountain.
The air was cold and looked a bit foggy.
We ordered grilled fish rice for our lunch on the lakeside.
Then we drank hot chocolate while talking about each other's lives.

Then we walked along the lakeside while taking pictures together.
After that we rented a boat to go around the lake.
You looked excited going around the lake while recording video.
While I smiled seeing you happy.

Towards the evening we left Selorejo Lake.
We returned to Batu City through the same rice fields as before.
Then you wanted to shop for cosmetic and fashion products.
So I took you to Batos Mall.

When in the mall you were busy choosing various clothes , t-shirts and pants that you liked.
Then you chose various cosmetics such as lipstick , powder , eye shadow , blush on , perfume and others.
After that we bought a lot of snacks to eat at home.
Chitato , Twistko , Taro , Beng Beng and others.

It was getting dark when we came out of Batos Mall.
Then I invited you to hang out at the Fifteen Celcius Cafe on the mountainside.
The weather was getting colder but we sat outside.
So that we could see the sparkling city lights from above.

We ordered a pepperoni pizza for our dinner.
Then we sipped warm macchiato slowly.
While jazz music sounded softly in the calm atmosphere.
We sipped macchiato while seeing the beautiful sparkling city lights from above.

After that you made a video call with Aya.
With great enthusiasm you showed Aya the sparkling city lights.
Asmaa and Malak also saw it.
They all seemed excited to talk to you.

The night was getting colder we went home soon.
After arriving home I smoked on the terrace while you immediately took a shower.
You took too long in the shower until I felt sleepy.
Slowly I fell asleep on the terrace.

When morning came I woke up in my room.
I felt strange and confused.
When I came out of the room I looked for where you were.
But you were not in my house.

It turned out I was just dreaming.
It was a really strange dream.
Maybe because I thought too much about you.
You who are still trapped in Gaza.

Dear Amal , this world is so unfair.
We live on the same planet under the same sky but my reality and your reality are so different.
How can I live my normal reality while your reality is so far below normal ?!...
if only I could bring you to my reality I would always see you smile just like in my dream.


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven
Satya May 4
Bin kuch kiye
Saza mili kuch asi
Jis Bharat ne panha di thi unhe dharam ke naam pr kalik unhone poti

Kya unhe keval dharam hi dekha
Ankho mai ansu ka mol na sikha
Kya fayda us jeet ka
Jisme manavta ka roop na dikha
Jeet bhi jaye agar
To kya abad hai ye
Jinhe poojte hai ye
Onhe bhi swikar nahi ye.
Kisi ne baap khoya
Kisi ne pati
kisi ne apna beta koya
Aur kisi ki ishwar se astha miti..

Kya yahi sikhlata hai ye dharam
Kya Begunaho ko saza dilata hai ye dharam
Kya manavta ka andhkar hai ye dharam
Ya ishwar dwara diya ak abhishap hai ye dharam

Saval kayi hai man mai
Aur ** bhi kyu na
Jinhe Bandhu mante the ham
Jinke paksha ke liye lad jate the hm
Aj vahi Nazar giraye khade hai
Ab kis baat ke nishkarsh pai aye hm?

Meri samaj mai to Dharm vahi
Jo sahi galat mai farak batye.
Jo manushyata ka arth batye
Jo sikhye saman dena
Jo bataye ishwar ka pana..
From core of my heart
Incident:- Pahalgam attack..

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