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Marg Balvaloza Oct 2018
take me to a place where it’s just me and you
talk about anything like how the sky turns to midnight blue
sit beside me, lean your head on my shoulders
find tranquility together in midst of busy skycrapers.
for instance, you can either rest your head on my lap
caress your hair incessantly until you take a nap
for i will help you to throw all of your fears away
kiss your tears good night and forget the pain of yesterday

{ l.m.l.b }
in a world where home is neither a place nor destination; but a feeling that i have whenever i’m with you.
KA Poetry Dec 2017
Skycrapers on land of history
Buildings filled with people who tries to live
A twilight city
When it's the first time to saw an angel, You.

Berjabat tangan diawal realita
Berpeluk mesra diakhir imajinasi
Aku jatuh padamu
Terlalu dalam.

Walking around the city
Feels like just you and me
Talking things, laughing things
Living our day in different dimension.

Hari - hari disisimu membuat hari mewangi
Ketika kaki menginjak di depan duniamu
Menatap mata
Hati pun berbicara, mulut membisu.
13/12/2017 | 21.16 | Indonesia | K.***
Ayan May 2019
At midnight the clouds rain
Dreams flow down the alleyways
And streets, till they all fade
With them bustling with the wind
The music and light
Hands around her waist
And the world in her eye
The leather jacket skycrapers
And the neon in their shades
They name all the stars
While you take me there
Ziya mansoor Mar 2019
The bright noon had come,
As a shine in the world
The sun is blazing with fire
With heat,
People bustling works,
Animals in shelters
But poor birds ,
They are sad,
They don't have their green shelters
No trees to sit and sing ,
But instead big skycrapers and buildings
No juicy fruits instead the dried once,
No forests, no friends
THEY ARE LONELY
and we are the VICTIM,
for their LONELINESS
fariha Jul 2020
waking up knowing a deadly disease is running wild,
the news flooding as if it'll never ends,
that unexplainable chills went through the spines,
as if the hell to human beings is awakened.

everyday passed by with sounds of,
the birds chirping happily in the trees,
gliding through the skies freely,
like its had been locked in a cage for years.

a serene scenery of vast blue sky,
skycrapers can be seen miles away,
how long has it been since the sky this blue?
it is truly a blessing in disguise.

the pride of our country is fighting,
boldly,strongly,no signs of surrender nor give up,
theres always a silver lining with whats happening,
but,we will keep fighting through this together!

-afi-
Neil Mcpake May 26
While horses graze in a wintery maze. Now stolen too take part in our humans crazy ways. Tunnelling through trenches made out blood, sweat, wood and mud. With bodies covered in mortar shells and lead. It was a soldiers spell of living hell. knowing there enemies leaders would never have enough. Just wishing they could stop the death rate. Never knowing they could be mates after there iron curtain hate. As the grass dry's just as a couple walks down a country lane. O Wayne of pain this life I live is never rural as I go to another co vid funeral. So why was man destined to fly as citizenry draws to a lonely road. As concrete jungles make there own struggles. While watching skycrapers look like they touch the sky. As man follows rainbows looking for there *** of gold. Just as the sunshine mixes with the rain. There's always another guy that blames his woman. That's when relationships are ruined. With pastures of green as the young tell the old another story to be told. On motherland on realm did we not witness god's kingdom that was not define. Knowing that time wasn't mine. With there wartime lies and British spies. As this wonderful nation cried. You would think after all that pain and misery. No missles and bullets would be fired. Knowing all of our world war hero's have nearly died
This poem is for my grandads friend who lived in boxers Lake. The many soldiers and civillians who lost there lives in that evil war called world two. the co vid tradgey and how we have progressed. They should never be forgotten. May we stop all wars then we might find peace. Because when we see the dead and there lifeless souls are gone. With a yellow tint to there skin is never a nice thing. Especially if it's your own family. God save the king.

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