Moods and Moments (Soul Reflections Of Loving Hearts)

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Moods and

Moments

(Soul Reflections Of

Loving Hearts)


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First published in 2013

First Edition

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Cover by Himani Vashishta

ISBN-13: 978-1482797893ISBN-10: 1482797895

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A collection of poetry from the WRITERS EMPIRE 2013

Valentine Poetry Contest. Its a poised collection ofrandom thoughts epitomizing the different shades, moods

and moments of love. The poems encompass a wide range of

thematic paradigms. All moods and moments of love are

captured in this book like joy of love; sensuality, the ideal of

love and its manifestations, a sense of loss and isolation,

sufferings, tragedy, and finally the pain of love. Poets from

all over the world have used poems to emphasize their

feelings and experiences of love and relationship.

Written in rich language with vibrant imagery and

depth, adorned in metaphors and similes with other

poetic devices it is a joy to savor and a must read for

anyone who loves to delve into crevices of human

mind. The poems in the book are basically based on

love, loss, life, dreams, fantasy and passion. The poemsin this book are not just poems rather are heartfelt

feelings, the songs and an outcry, born in the heart of

the poets which they have expressed eloquently and

mirrored their emotions in them.

Its truly an outstanding pen down collection of

moments in literature. Summarizing it all-highlightingthe eternal love and wishes to the beloved!!


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Memories of those magical moments,

Are always Overwhelming,

Embracing in each other's arms,

Singing, crying, laughing,

Holding each other close and warm.

Love has all moods and moments,

Blooming joyful time like a spring

season,

Filled with beauty, happiness and

flowers,

Unfortunately sometimes,

Have clouds and showers.

After Love encounter we may walk,Many roads toward other goals,

But we forever have those moments

inside heart,

No matter even if we forever grow apart !!

-Himani Vashishta


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Contents1. Moonlight Duska Vrhovac2. Lovingly I hate you Shal ini Samuel3. MY TITANIC Heera Nawaz4. LOCKED Aabha Vatsa5. Virginie ( Ver-john-

nee )Er ren Geraud Kelly

6. 93rd street Er ren Geraud Kelly7. 23rd street Er ren Geraud Kell y8. The Journey Tina Broderi ck9. Captivated Shahbaz Khan10.Beyond The Grave Ar iana Leon11. WILDERNESS OFBROKEN DREAMS E.B. Wilkes

12.A Poet in your Age Mark Chandos13.You Cannot AlwaysHear Words Arvind Passey14.Sweet Surrender Heena Ahuja15.The Flowers Of YourLove Waseem A Malla

16.You Make My LipsShiver Waseem A Malla17.Forevermark Heena Ahuja
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18.I See You In MyToday & Tomorrow Atul Kaushal

19.For the Dream Angel Atul Kaushal20.How Could SomeoneBe So Cute! Atul Kaushal

21.My angel Vivek Singh22.She Loves Me Yes Mark Kodama23.Dan Giovanni Mark Kodama24.When you were nothome Sunil Sharma

25.VOICE OF AYARNING HEART Saroj ini Pattayat26.Just for you to know Hiten Shah27.Without you Hiten K Shah28.you Hiten K Shah29.On the Threshold of aDream Stephen H olland

30.She is the Girl WhoDumped me at School Stephen H olland

31.Charting a path Steven Harz32.BECAUSE I LOVE Heera Nawaz


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YOU33.Candle And Moth: AGhazal In English Waseem A Malla

34.Nostalgia: YearsLater Waseem A Malla

35.Love Sign! Sujaya Venkatesh

36.Jim, My Love L inda D. Hays-Gibbs37.Afraid to Dance Ushiku Crisafu ll i38.Into The Twilight S.Moore39.A Love Crime S.Moore40.A Broken Cave S.Moore41.We have waited toolong Wayne BenitezCastillo42.Silent Words Melindy Wynn-

Bourne43.I'll Give whatever youneed ! Nehali Lalwani

44.Let me start my daywith your smile Vi jay singh

45.Unresolved Mystery Elizabeth E. Casti l lo46.You and Me Shal ini Samuel


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47.Unending Union Shalini Samuel48.On the Threshold of aDream Stephen H olland

49.Being TogetherForever Stephen H olland

50.We Belongs to us everand forever Kantha Raj

51.Briony Russell Gardner52.What Did I LoseLoving You Atul Kaushal

53.I am home Nehali Lalwani54.Love Was Atul Kaushal55.LOVE Anil Kumar56.HEARTY Anil Kumar57.BEAUTIFUL Anil Kumar58.I am Waiting S.C. Adams59.Roses S.C. Adams60.Angel Jaden61.She is the Girl Who Stephen H olland


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Dumped me at School62.62 Kevin Cole63.Memories of Love Tatyana Del64.Sightless Insight Sameer Sinha


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MoonlightLoneliness does not fade in the moonlight.

By that primal candle

fades only our unstable character

stooping over loneliness

wanting to portray it as a mystical moment

chosen and embraced voluntarily.

But the smell of iodine in the air warns.

The depth of breaths give us away

and we and this rich night in the distance

turn into cosmic pain

instead of the wax seal

which seals the important messages.

Pain thickens in the moonlight

Hands look for each other

as they are not twins

but strangers from another planet.

Not the smell of sea water

Nor the substantial iodine can help it there.

In the night of moonlight everything opens

and releases abstained traces

unfinished kisses

and easily broken dreams.

Not even the tide or ebb can do anything.

In the night of moonlight only love helps.

Duska Vrhovac


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Lovingly I hate youLovingly I hate you dear

Fear of missing you my life

You will leave me, I fear

Wish to be your loving wife

I want to be always yours

And want you to be mineFor then world will be ours

And our life will shine

Unite us together lord

Do you hear my word?

Will you leave me die?

Or say him not to lie

Will not he be wise as everyone say?

Will I get reward for the good I did till day

Shal ini Samuel


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MY TITANICAlmost like a Polaroid camera of life,

I caught your caressing, dreamy gaze and

I knew spontaneously and instantly that

we two lonely misunderstood souls had clicked

As our eyes met with fiery intensity,

telepathy emanated out of my mind

saying the words one loves to hear, I love you

,which resounded overwhelmingly

in your gentle, tender and soft heart,

As I looked at your gentle countenance,

I felt as if electricity was shooting fiercely through me,

As a wonderful vision of both of us

holding hands as we walked across a VIBGYOR

rainbow

with the suns golden rays binding us together,

flashed across my inward dreamy eyes,


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LOCKEDThe first look

The grace

The tuning

Locked in time

The smile

The gaze

The gesture

Locked in time

The rush of warmth

The joy

The duet

Locked in time

The throbbing moments

The realization

The deep breath

Locked in time

The hesitant walk

The dancing heartThe tentative steps

Locked in time

The unsure move

The coming home

The bliss

Locked in time

The tingling sensation


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The unexpected touch

The wanting

Locked in time

The gay abandon

The deepening ecstasy

The dream fulfilled

Locked in time

Stolen from beyond

Defied from allThe wonder

Locked in time

Aabha Vatsa


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Virginie ( Ver-john-nee )We traveled to Paris from

Long Island City, Queens, on the

E train;

her voice was rich with

croissants and pain de chocolates,

she told me

Paris was New York City

Without steroids.

She spun my soul around

like a windmill;

I wanted to put her in my

Movie.

She would be good

for walking

along the seine river, with

her legs long and sleek,flowing like gauze.

Even the train smelled

Better because of the fragrance

on her neck,

that lingered like a

song.

Erren Geraud Kelly


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93rd streetMia's cyst is the size

of a button

on the right side

of her face

near the temple

her hair covers it

she's going to have it removed Monday

i tell Mia i'll call on god and the angels

to look out for her

Mia says she nearly got

hit by a car

as she crossed the street

to union square

I guess angels work overtime

I pray to god

when I wake up in the morning

and before i go to sleep

knowing that

things will happen

in their own time

Er ren Geraud Kelly


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23rd streetMia rebel.

in her annie hall attire

androgynous tomboy

but still all womensometimes, i feel like my life

is a woody allen movie

more about characters

than about action

Mia and I

make our explosions

as we talked

Mia is from GeorgiaI would've never guessed

I had Mia pegged for native new Yorker

maybe west village

or Soho

but Mia says she's from

Spanish harlem

Mia wears a long gray skirt

with a man's oxford sweater

and button down shirt

underneath it

she wears a 20's style men's

flapper hat

Mia tells me

she plays basketball

and she went to military schoolMia became an individual

in a sea of conformity

hot damn...

the butterflies are tapping

like congas inside my heart

and Mia knows it

Erren Geraud Kelly


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The JourneyTwo young hearts enjoy

the smell of perfume and sweat

mingling on sheets.

The thrill of first contact

Their first true love

flirtation and flowers,

wine and dine,

dance to celebrate.

The endlessness of life, stretchedbefore them green and full,

fresh blooms and cerulean skies

so deep that

they seem to be enameled.

They live in the shadows,

run barefoot between the trees,

wet grass licks their toes,

until moonlight feasts upon bare shoulders

as a creek bubbles in ecstasy.

In dreams they see colors

and lay naked beneath the sky

unafraid.

Their hearts old, revel

in the smell of perfume and sweat,

still lingering on the sheets.

The thrill of each coupling

fills their minds,

love tried and true, theirs.

Tea and pastries,

cuddle and comfort,


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until the sun rises.

Their mortality stretches out before them,

ripe and full, with only one blossom picked,

saved,for a rainy day.

Two hearts,

beat beat beat, then

the earth turns allowing the sun

to abandon it's post.

Lying on the couch,one remains, ready for sleep,

a cat curled under her chin.

Remnants of a treat settle,

as have her memories, and

an open window allows

natures breath in.

The only sound, her heartbeat,

echos, treading on tip toes

so as not to disturb her dreams.

An Indian blanket cuddles her

with strong, ancient arms,

while spirits dance around a campfire.

World and womb are one,

as if she had never been

an outsider.

Drifting with the current

of time she hears divine music, and

softly sifts through the events,

of her life, until only the Goldremains.

Tina Broder ick


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CaptivatedCome away, O my sweet

sweet love,

Cross air streamed oceans

and fly to me,

Let frothy waves guide

you to my shore,

Bury past worries beneath

golden sand.

In dreams you are mine,

enchanted,

Listen now as clouds call

to each other

Speaking passion's

language...your name,

Where no translation is

necessaryBetween lovers and

unspoken wishes.

I am the poet, you my

poetry,

You my quill, I your tome,

Our delight stretches

across sand and sea,Desires countless, while

kisses confess,

What beauty in this day,

with you in my arms,

So close sunbeams cool,

beholding two, Within love's sweet

embrace, we are engulfed,Destined to dream of love

In the shade of each others arms.Md. Shahbaz Khan


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Beyond The GraveMy kisses do not show the infinite love I need to bring

you

My soul, colorful and a whirlwind, do you feel me in

the air?

The tears that fall on the Earth crumble my chances of

reaching you.

Your aura of black and blue vibrates continuously

through outer space

The morose bitterness you grasp cracks your heart of

glass

Shattering the wickedness that consumes your innerbeing.

My whispers of peace floats in the air waiting to enter

your mind

Regrets flooding throughout you; you grow weary of

being lonely.

You rock back and forth, holding onto my body,

withering away

Nails of the behemoth scratch and chew at your essence

Causing sparks of fury to fly- no one hears your pitifulsorrows.


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Beyond the grave I sing you a meaningful lullaby

repeatedly.

My dearest, I will not let you join me here until you

believe in the creed.

Your life will deteriorate as slow as I was muffled in

your demonic hands.

Taunting you in your slumber; no; I will sprinkle my

amity upon your fantasies.

You could not relish in the joy I brought to you when I

was visibly beside you

So lay awake yearning to meet me on the horizon when

your time comes.

Ar iana Leon


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WILDERNESS OF BROKEN DREAMSOnce an overflowing oasis

Now a desert barren

Is, this withering heart of, mine

Where love once lived abundantly

None is, found, no more

The acid in my tears have replaced

The whispers of her breath

The flow of our intertwining stream

Her quivers that made me quake

My mortal compass is broken

Im left in betoken

A wilderness of broken dreams

Where the signs are everywhereTo bath in the burning sands of hell

That I was not able to foretell

Because my eyes were blinded by her spell

E.B. WILKES


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A Poet in your AgeWhat secret do you hide where others touch,what part of me do you grant at all hours,

how much am I the flower in your flesh?

What could I give or take without your gift,

how much of you is given when I touch,

or hands that touched before how much?

Away from me what hands can touch,

who enters now with arms or hands,

what space in you is still untouched?

Cry up tensions teased from flesh,

guard for me nothing that can't be kept,

give to me nothing but what I show,

summon meaning with your effort,

tell me nothing I have heard but know.

Mark Chandos


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You Cannot Always Hear WordsWhen do you see words holding tightEach other in embrace to love?

They silently come next to one

To be the reason for a thought!

Thus man may wait for smiled to come

When lovely and woman come near

Then stories can go gushing on

With words, more words, going with the flow!

Right words in line create the scene

That thought can see and picture well

Its time to share what no one knows:

Its words that give a life to love!

Is there no love in silence then?

Does silence never lives to love?

Words are silent and when they meetSome more of silence they create

A silence that is vocal too

A silence that two lovers can

Hear well and know theres love in life!

Arvind Passey
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Sweet SurrenderMy love!You are my star

Shining so bright

Holding so tight

Hearing your voice

Drives me insane

A fleeting touch of your hand

Lightens my skin

Brightens my heart

You are my man

With whom I can't bear to part

You are my light

When darkness overcomes me

Your love is my sun

Warming my soul

In cold winters nights

Your love is my cool breeze


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Cooling my heart

In hot summer days

Always in your arms

I hear the joy of an angel's glee

Tonight to you I surrender

I surrender my soul .. my heart

Rolling deep in your love

Filled with passion and aura

Your each touch

Turned my soul with treasured gold

Your tender kiss

Sends sensuous shiver in me

Your love unfolds

Each mystery of god's blessing

Tonight in this shimmery night

Lets renew our vows together

Continuing our journey

Towards a breathtaking fantasy !!

Heena Ahuja


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The Flowers Of Your LoveFrom the barren lands of my heart,

Sere for years, in utter thirst,

Do spring the flowers of your love.

Those flowers of Daisy- Innocent,

Resembling you: loyal and pure,

Which perfume my soul and mind.

And there does flourish life:

The flowers of Acorn- Immortal,

The immortality of our love,

In the midst of the Anemone,

whose scent lingers in my breaths:

The scent of unfading love.

And then the Hibiscus makes it way,

It blooms tall and strong,

Decorating the perfect bride,


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The bride of dreams, so delicate,

With her Maidenhair fern tress:

Strengthening the secret bonds of love.

This barren land of my heart,

Yields forth all of these and more,

For it is just a miracle of yours,

Which intoxicates my mind and soul,

Makes my heart and mind fragrant.

This fragrance of your love-

Immortal, Unfading, Pure & Loyal,

Brings a smile to my lips,

Unknowingly, unconsciously, you're there.

The smile of my life: it's you,It's just you, dearest beloved,

On my lips when they smile,

In my heart, when barren lands flourish.

Waseem A Malla


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You Make My Lips ShiverYour eyes like the cups full of wine,

Tempt my lips to shiver,

Whenever, I see these cups full,

Of that Elixir- the elixir of love.

And your face, so bright as moon,

Deprives my eyes of their vision,

For they can't endure those rays,

Of beauty, emanating from it.

And your brows, as arched as bows,

And your lashes, as sharp as arrows,

Have left my heart bleeding,

With all those scars: unfilled,

And ever increasing wounds: deep, Regaining their

youth with every look:

Every time you look at me,

Every time you look into me.


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And your touch, as of Philosopher's Stone,

Turns me into precious gold: immobile,

Every time I try to speak and,

You seal my lips with your hand.

And your lips, as red as blood,

Blow life into the dead body,

Surrounding my living soul,

The life that is endowed by you.

Whenever you kiss me, into me,

On my lips, for a moment,

That's all that keeps me living,

And my soul for eternity...! ! !

Waseem A Malla


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ForevermarkLove....

Sweet as honey

Deep as an ocean

Endless as river

Wrapping us in its cocoon

Reuniting our souls forever

Entrapping us into oneness

Letting us surrender in its nest

A silken thread holding us together

Into a bond that shall last long

Gently caressing our deepest scars

Leaving sweetness all its way

In this serene cool night

Sky filled with shimmery stars

You reach out your hand

And gently caress my soulYour sweet devilish smile

Illuminates my desires

Your touch like velvet

You embrace me in your arms

Creating an unbroken bond

Of love, desires and warmth

For a forevermark journey !!

Heena Ahuja


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How Could Someone Be So Cute!How could someone be so cute,

I asked so her trying not to sound rude.

How could I be knowing about this,She answered back looking even more cute.

But oh somebody must make her understand,

That it was she whom I complimented.

But it won't matter if not many did told her this,

Satisfied I am that I could first start it.

Keeps dear this one's for you,

No matter how far we stay,

Wait for the time anew,

It'll show us a way.

@Little one: This one's for you :-)(-:

Atul Kaushal


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I See You In My Today & TomorrowThis is to answer your doubts about my past

She Was With Me,

In The Movies,

In The Social Service Club,

In The Hospital Taking My Care,

And Where Not.

Do I Miss Her Anymore?

No.

Do I Still Miss Her?

I Don't Know.

Did I Consider Her Important?

Yes.Why Do I Still Consider Her Important?

How I Would know..

Do You Think That I Don't Have Anyone Else To Think

About?

Yes, Apart From My Studies & You.

Do You Think How I'm Being Unable To Forget HerMight Affect My Future?

Yes, I Remember Her Only As The Source Of

Inspiration She Is...

Now your doubts must all have been addressed

properly

Atul Kaushal


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For the Dream AngelThere is this slightest aching in my heart,

As something is missing in life.

This poem is for that overlooked - unknown - unheard

fairy.

Baby just come to me now,

Now this shortfall can only be relieved by you.

The air breezes past me but still I don't feel like

breathing it anymore,

Lest I lose you somewhere I am certainly worried about

this, but why?

But why could not you just look at me,

I have seen the world but my mind only liked you.

So now you must come asI just keep my hopes alive,

When you come in my dreams,

I wait when you come to take me to that world.

So now you come,

Take me, take me away.

Atul Kaushal


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My angelMy angel in red, green and blue,

you have beauty all in you.

Smile on your face, is all it takes

to make me happy.

May you shine brighter than brightest

star, you are star all in you.

You outshine the beauty of flowers,

you are flower all in you.

Somewhere in our conversation,

I fell in love with you.

Your beautiful pink lips,

make me think of you.

I can search you anywhere,

even where Google can't get you.

I asked god for heaven,

he send me you.Please stop looking so pretty,

I may die without getting you.

You are life,heart and soul,

I live to be with you.

Vivek Singh


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She Loves Me YesWinters cold,

Summer hot,

She loves me yes,

She loves me not.

When she holds my hand;

The world stands still.

I am her man,

She is my daffodil,

I long to hold her in my arms

Keep her safer from the worlds harms.

She loves me yes,

She loves me no;

It does not matter,

I love her so.

Mark Kodama


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Dan Giovanni, the Poets PrologueThe Summers Day

Youre my blue sky, youre my sunny day.

Lord, you know it makes me high

When you turn your love my way.

Allman Brothers

Blue Sky

The graves a fine and private place,

But none, I think, do there embrace.

Andrew Marvell

To His Coy Mistress

The Bus Driver Young man and little soubrette,

Sing us your songs of romance in sonnet,

Take a chance on us and open your hearts.

Show us your poetry; show us your art.

Oh, lovely Erato, muse from above,

Infuse their sonnets with beauty,


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Infuse their sonnets with love.

The Poet Can I compare my love to a summers day?

My darling Jennifer is much, much more.

She will be my wife once I have my way.

For her charm, wit and goodness I adore.

Smell the scented perfume of her black hair,

That floats across the room, filling the air,

And for her large brown eyes that dance and shine.

I will walk through fire to make her mine.

I am like grains of sand upon the beach,

You are like the infinite blue ocean,

With each waves reach,

Oh my darling mistress of the sea Jenn

Take another part of me into the sea

Oh my sweet Jennifer take all of me.


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Dan Giovanni, The Poets TaleForever and a DayIf patience is the purchase price to sway,

Your heart and your love will not be hurried,

Ill gladly wait forever and a day,

For the night that my love is requited,

I will lay siege to your battlement walls,

And assail your ramparts with my passion,

By gentle wooing bring down its fall,

And thus prove my sincerest devotion.

If then you will not let me in your heart,

I will patiently camp outside your fort,

Come wind, rain and snow, I will never part,

Each morn I will sound love calls on my mort,

On bended knee I will offer my life.

So someday you will be my wedded wife.


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Jennifer Faull, the Young WomansPrologueThe Gentle Reply

Nice Encomium Moriae, but love not yet,

Tomorrow with you I may share my life

I am more than an expensive trophy wife

Maybe in the future with you I will commit,

Right now men of means are a better fit,

Today you meager means do not suffice

For my beauteous looks do enticeI can take my sweet time and wait a bit,

Until then, I will remain unfettered

You may linger outside my apartment,

Do not interfere with other suitors

The ones with suit and tie are your betters.

You may wait until I find a replacement,

Or please go find a new date at Hooters.Bus Driver Young man, I love romantic sonnets of your

sort,

But I even liked better your friends gentle retort.

While your mellifluous tongue may gently woo in

the dark,

Your lady friends words hit closer to themark.

A boy is in lust with a woman when he dreams

Of her surrender to his many sexual schemes.

A man is in love with a woman to me it seems

When he dreams to make her dreams his dreams.

Mark Kodama


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When you were not homeO, dear,

When you were not there,

The colours had lost

Their luster,

The wind had lost

Its velocity---

Earlier, you remember,

It would come down from

The hills yonder

Like screaming children returning home

From a four-walled prison-house called school,

And, leave the valley and the quaint English cottages

Rattled and shaken in the sea-whipped Hebrides,

You would snuggle up to me,

Scared like a child,Seeing demons in the rushing wind---

And it scarcely sings.

The framed collage of pictures left dangling

On the bare white walls,

Like a red tattoo on a white chest,

By your tender tapering fingers---

Artistic fingers, they say,Long and tapering

With sensitivity pads,

Reveal the artistic bent of mind,

And you were/are

An artist who never painted

But creates art objects in home

Out of ordinary pots and picturesDone in a regular pattern,

Creating art,


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Out of the mundane---

All the pictures,

Moments of happiness and frenzied delight

Caught forever on celluloid,

Those pictures have all slipped out

From that precious collage---

My only memento of you---

Like truant children

And, escaped into this deepening night.

Together,It was so ordered and ordinary world for me,

In your absence,

Hark,

You, the pilot of my life---

It has become a topsy-turvy world,

Without illuminating light,

Stranded and abandoned,I sit down and write.

Suni l Sharma


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VOICE OF A YARNING HEARTI am inside the SEVENTH season,

need you and your care for me,

need your soft careful voice,

need all the joy that nature feel.

But,

where are you???

You have vanished from my time,

promised not to appear again;

Is it good and is it your judicious decision,

when you know that, nobody is pure and perfectin this world of illusion.

You know,

this world is full of sorrows and joy,

We are also not here for civilization to come,

We are here,

to do what our conscious mind speaks,

We are here,to appreciate the kind nature and that unknown

whom all say GOD.

So...

Oh! my purest heart,

Letting go the poisons of our arguments,

Letting go the feelings of sorrows

Letting go our pride and anger,

Letting go what we destroyed yesterday,

I welcome you cordially to my abode of happiness,

where sky is more blue,

where birds sing song of LOVE,

where moon writes poem with stars,

and, where ocean paints

the stories of ages, to feel and enjoy our little moment.

Please come... Saroj in i Pattayat


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Just for you to knowI know youre broken and sad,

Know you never wanna love again,

But its just for you know that,

A tree never dies being ripped off of fruits.

I know your life fells empty,

Know you wanna die just to rest,


A river never dries itself when monsson ends.

I know youve been betrayed,

Know you want the best support,


Every drop of wax still can make a candle, new thread.I know you loved for him too much,

U think youre nothing without him,


Never will a sea caese to exist if left by a river.

Hiten Shah


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Without youPockets empty, eyes full,

Eyes full, mind blank,

Without you I feel,

Like I wanna shoot myself point blank.

Mind blank, body numb,

Body numb, feeling dumb,

Without you I feel,

Like to death will my life succumb.

Feeling dumb, drinking rum,

Drinking rum, pains awesome,

Without you I feel,Like I want my death to come.

Pains awesome, lifes gruesome,

Lifes gruesome, tears blossom,

Without you I feel,

Like my time on earths done.

Hiten Shah


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YouIm awake and its 12:00 at night,

I know thinking about you aint right,

Im sleepless, void of clue,

My soft heart says its you you and you.

Im happy when I should be sleepy,

Thinking about you sure is creepy,

But youre stuck on my mind like glue,

Unfortunately my heart sings you you and you.

Im felling cute like a cheek of a kid,

Knowing its love what my heart did,

Ive cried of joy and Im wet like dew,

Definitely my heart laughs for you you and you.

Hiten K Shah


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On the Threshold of a DreamOnce he was rejected so many years ago

Once he was tormented, how could she ever know?

Once she really liked him, but fate would not allowOnce she could have loved him, but missed the boat

somehow

He stumbled onwards through his life in clear and

constant pain

He erected his own barriers, to hide it just the same

So standing on the stage of life, the play is unforeseen

He found himself tied up and trapped

On the Threshold of a Dream

Why did he then falter, not play his final hand

He never could forget her or everything he planned

He walked away not looking back, no rhyme or reason

why

She moved away, his love destroyed, he lived his life a

lie

The bitter tears of wasted years returned to haunt his

mind

And yes he had his fatherhood, he left the past behind

But always there, right by the wings, in the stage of

lifes long scene

He still looked back, and found himself

On the threshold of a dream

Now in the Play an interlude a brief but precious time

She found him there upon his stage but saw him past

his prime

She held out her hand and smiled at him and asked him

for a dance

He saw her there stood in the wings, his last and final

chance

A moment of bliss where time stood still their passionreaffirmed

Now separated once again but now the lessons learned

He wont let go and walk away from loves most


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precious scene

A future now a promised vow


Finally yes finally she walks upon his stageHis wounded heart is fully cured shes part of his lifes

play

The audience have left the show, after thunderous

applause

She leads him now her loving hand guides him through

her lifes door

His one true love, his destiny, his futures cut and dried

Now through the years he has no fears his heart is filledwith pride

Both old and grey the loves still there and life is so

serene

And though they aged they turned their page


Stephen H olland


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She is the Girl Who Dumped me at SchoolSo into my life walks this girl with no name

And changes my whole way of thinking today

She is dark haired and smiling and so my heart grievesHow do I talk to the girl of my dreams?

Im uncouth and stupid shes out of my league

She is so far beyond me Im led to believe

My defenses go up, I try to act cool

She is the girl who dumped me at school

I pursue her with passion, but hung without ropeIm tongue-tied, embarrassed, exist without hope

Relentless I chase her, my sanity bruised

Hormonal and love-struck and so so confused

If loving is this when Im dying inside

I offer my soul to be wrapped up and tied

Life is so pointless and bitter and cruel


Wonders of Wonders I think she is mine

She reels me in on a hook with no line

A few days of heaven, incredibly proud

Im walking with giants my head in the clouds

I think shes my soul-mate one promised to me

Until I am sick with my head on her knees

My soul is laid bare, I am such a fool


My worst fears have risen it simply wont work

We still can be friends - Im incredibly hurt!

Its like bereavement except you cant mourn

I cry on the sofa all night until dawnI have to be friendly tormented I try

We walked in the park while the months slipped on by


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The chapter then closes the book used for fuel

She was the girl who dumped me at school

Friendship can spring from roots long decayed

Gillian baby Im still so amazedNow part of my life, I hope and I pray

Id promise the world to you even today

Im long in the tooth withbalding grey hair

But Im still seventeen in my head when youre there

Forgive Im outspoken and stubborn like a Mule

I still love the girl who dumped me at school

Stephen H olland


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Charting a pathEach night I press

my ear to your

empty pillow

as if it were a

seashell, conch or nautilus

and while your

voice used to

echo each night that we

were forever and anchored

and true

your pillow now only

provides me with the deafening

silence of distant waves

from a now vacant shore

where we once laid with

bodies and wordsintertwined in the sand

drawing a map with our fingers

and charting the path

of our journey to

a world of occupied

sheets and pillows

and fleshwhere we would be

forever and anchored

and true

Steven Harz


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BECAUSE I LOVE YOULet our two souls reach out in love,

which from my side would put a love-besought Julliet

to shame,

Let your two intense eyes see my sensitive beauty

capable of launching two ships,

if not a 1000 heartless ones,

Let your two ears hear my words of earnest

contemplation

for you which will never ever be like the words of

Delilah,

which treacherously deceived poor Samson's heart,

Let your two lips respond in pleasant,

pleased replies when I warn you in the manner of an

overwhelmed Calphurnia

who bade Caesar not to go to the Capitol - for herdreams

- like mine for you - wished only for his welfare,

Let the two of us make out of our lives true love

imprinted on two diamond rings on our ring fingers,

Why can't our two auricles and our two ventricles

render sweet resonance that echoes romantically in my

heart?I admit that my heart has its two reasons

of liking you for your qualities of sharing and caring,

This whole poem is about the number "two"

I'll end it on a twist by changing the number:

Let our two hearts beat eternally,

not as two, but as one because I love you! ThisValentines Day, May our iridescent dreams come

true! Heera Nawaz


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Candle And Moth: A Ghazal In EnglishIn the far away lands I saw its glare,

The candle at which the moths do stare;

There I sat with my mates to see- How,

The moths embrace death? How they dare?

Came a sound from the midst of the crowd,

Challenging my art in taunt and in jeer;

Confident, I spoke to them of the moths,

The ones who circumbulate the fire;

And I spoke to them of the candle,

To which all those fragile beings cower;

Bonds of life, of death and of love,

I spoke to them of the cotton they share;

They asked why do only moths die so,

Why is that the candle seems not to care;

Little did they watch the fiery beloved,Lit at the dusk, and at dawn not there!

As it mourns the death of a pilgrim,

Weeping I saw it, in its eye a tear;

It is in the nature of love when pure,

The lover, the beloved- nobody does it spare!

All in vain, moth tried to plant a kiss,

The flames bent a little in utter despair;By then the moth had become eternal,

Precious was no more the candle's flare;

love- the dirtiest of the nature's forces,

Knows no warning, knows no scare;

Love absorbed the two & I, the crowd,

August the way, Waseem ended the affair.

Waseem A Malla


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Nostalgia: Years LaterYears later,

As I passed by your streets,

I felt the same euphoria,

That I had felt years ago,

When you pretended to be mine,

And I was all yours.

Years later,

As I saw you in my dream,

The same pain charred my heart,

That I had felt years ago,

When you freed your hand,

From the clutches of mine.

Years later,

As I remember the days, gone,

The same ecstasy possesses me,

That had been there the night,


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When you kissed me the last time,

And then you were gone.

Years later,

As I pass by your streets,

I wish I had never met you,

I wish you had never left,

And I had never loved you-

For it has been a costly affair,

Costing me my heart and my life.

Yeas later,

As I write these lines,

I wish you could be here,

To see the bleeding fingers,

To love and be loved, again,

But I know what happened- years ago,

Can never happen again- years later...

Waseem A Malla


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Love Sign!Hope of togetherness -Shattered!

Tomorrow -

(I dread the day

With my future bleak)

Daddy and Mummy part ways!

Sniffing hostel life for years

Makes me

Sickeningly homesick!

My parents take turns to see me

But I've always seen them -

One in the eyes of the other!

Today -

Being Valentine's Day -

Both have come to see me!?

No, Each other!!!

Oh! They hugged meTo hug themselves!

Joining them in celebration

I thanked God Almighty

And Saint Valentine

For this family reunion!

Sujaya Venkatesh


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Jim, My LoveI cry for the Love

I cry for the pain of the love

I cry for the joy of the love

I cry for the surrender of the love

I cry for lost love

For

My Love

The wind that blew around us, scared us, scarred us

The heat and fire seared us,

Scorched us and burned

And we were afraid

My Love

I cry for the memories that haunt us, healed us, helped

usThe horrendous desperation of lost lovers

Withering

My Love

The many nights, days, years, that I carried you beneath

my left breast and wascomforted that you remained, if in splinters

My Love

As I walked the floor endless nights, endless days, in

countries near and far,

aching for youFeeling your love through distance and time

My Love


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A pain so deep it stays a lifetime remaining, sustaining,

ravaging, and

comforting, taunting, remembering, with a life of its

own

My Love

I cry knowing she never loved you as I would have,

could have and did even years

apart, worlds unknown and infinity to the depths andheights of ecstasy

My Love

The battle scarred heart with lust filled memories of

your touch, your tempting

smile and your swaggering manner, your vanity

My Love

All that was you, bad and good, lost and found, below

and around I loved, I

adored

Though I never returned to you,

My Love

Return to me now in death and let me mourn, let me

hold your apparition, just a

glimpsing part, a piece of my destiny, of what was

meant to be,

My Love

That I let slither through my fingers never to be touched

again in that secret

part where


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I held you dear and true and with honor within

My Love

Go my love into a lighter place where you will have no

pain, go become what you

were meant to be, love

My Love

I say goodbye with cry and despair, laughter and tears,

and soul rending love

through these years I say goodbye sweet one as you layinside the quiet earth

I cry

My Love

My Love

My Love

Linda D. Hays-Gibbs


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Afraid to DanceShe was nakedunderneath her 7 veils,

She didn't dance, even shoes subdued her.

She removed her first veil:

She was depressed until she met me.

She told me of scabs that remained opaque in her

memory,

She revealed this truth whilst self-love remained

hidden.

She held my arms, comforting the butterfly - she broke

the chains that cocooned him.

She is straightyet as illuminating as a transcendent

rainbow.

She cried when my weakness became a source of her

strength,

She was overwhelmed by the mirror that showed her

reflection in my eyes.

She drowned in her own sorrow,

She was oblivious to the love that evaporated oceans of

doubt.

She removed 5 veils too many,

She was afraid to dance.

Ushiku Crisaful li


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Into The TwilightAnd so it is twilight,

rush hour has past

They started as two,

and are two once more

Years have been kind,

but worse for some

Aged bodies worn,

wrinkles tell their stories

Together, hand in hand

they still walk

a life time shared,

no need for words

Many lives they have lived,their journey almost done

Hand in hand they walk

into the twilight.

S.Moore


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A Love CrimeA long way travelled

but more to go

Many friends a foot

but more to show

Friends will comeand friends will go

lovers move to

and fro

Flowers are found

but eventually dieSometimes I laugh

and sometimes I cry

But to kiss you

but one more time

would bare chance

to solve this crime

S.Moore


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A Broken CaveTo where must I go in search of you,to toil forever in this never ending grace.

I must learn to forget, my mind is wandering,

to past days of triumph and glory was mine.

I lean forward now in my brain,

to search for tomorrow and where it lies.

A never ending battle for love and respect,

where Luther is ever presentmoaning for his unforgotten shame.

It is Spring now opposite to twilight,

where youth and lovers hold no bounds,

and where melancholy moaners die in happiness.

The love is not lost but hidden away

in a broken cave that is my heart.

S.Moore


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We have waited too longWe are all waiting

in this room

where your love has marked

its place

but never to come back

like a dead cat rotting

beside me

but i never learned how

to bury dead pussies.

I was defeated.

and the mice came out

from the depths of hell

in joy and ecstasy.

They all came to bite

a piece of my corpsebut

the hell I cared.

Go on, you can have all

of me.

I have nothing to offerto life but this

I always knew it was here

where I was supposed to belong

but every time it happen,

the women keep coming

to rescue me, they were like

the angels and the sunsetsthe blue sky and the singing birds

of the tropics


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only to push me to a deeper

well of shit.

i heard a knock from the door.

the mice retreated back to the kitchen.

she was the 5th attempt of love

the gods sent to me

I opened it,

she was beauty, she was the sun

she was a goddess, she offers enlightenmentshe brings joy and pleasure

she was just like them.

I dig a blow to her body,

I knocked her down

and she lost her consciousness for a whilethen she came running down

of the stairs, screaming.

"asshole!, asshole!"

I closed the door then

locked itI have nothing left to give,

love has failed all of us.

There came all the mice again.

and they are all in my bed,

triumphant in their conquest

against me and love.

Wayne Beni tez Casti l lo


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Silent WordsShe needs to hear the words he cannot say,

And waits with bated breath to hear his voice

Softly whisper sweet words in her ear.

But she is met with silence. So she turns away.

He feels her pulling back and wonders why

The starry eyes that gazed upon him once are now

Burned out, dark, invisible in the murky fog

Of days and months spent listening to silence.

He once reached out to touch her hand, to feel

Her fingers gently curl around his own.

Now he reaches out to grasp her like a life preserver

But she is just beyond his reach.

Shes stepping back and looking at her life

And wonders how much longer she can stay.

Its only silence keeping her with him.

He can live without it, but she cannot.

He walks in on her packing up her things,

Drops into a chair and bows his head.

The silence that has plagued him all his life

Never seemed so final as it does tonight.

I dont know why I stayed so long. It wasnt meant

For you and me to share a loveless life.

It only hurt us, you know that. We both

Deserve to love someone, be loved by them.

How can you say that? he replied in shock

Youve always known how much you meant to me.

The he fell silent, reeling to his very core.


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How was I supposed to know? she asked.

Toread your mind? You know Im not clairvoyant.

In all the time weve been together, never once

Have you said the words I needed most to hear.

I told you in the silence of a gentle kiss,

As I held you close and let your heart feel mine

Beat strong and steady with the love I had for you.

I told you once Id never say the words.

But you would find them if you searched for them.

Now she is the one to fall silent as he reveals his heart,And wonders if perhaps she cannot feel

Any more than he can say the words.

Melindy Wynn-Bourne


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I'll Give whatever you need !I read your wordsthe tears just come

I stare at the page, my body is numb

I feel your pain like it was my own

My heart sank in my stomach like a stone

Im wishing I could span the miles

To wipe your tears and bring you smiles

Id hold you close and hug you tight

Making promises that all will be right

Our love is so important to me

I truly hope its plain to see

I wish from pain your heart was freedYou know Ill give whatever you need !!

Nehali Lalwani


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Let me start my day with your smileLet me start my day with your smile, let me think of

you for my whole life....you are my breath you are my

soul, since you came in life its rock n roll,,,,

i am your boy you are girl, i am your diamond you are

my pearl,...

I am in you, you are in me; we are in us every on

envy.....

let me hold you tight, let me have a fight,

let me cry for you , let me sing a song, you are with me

I don't care whats right or wrong,

let me care for you , let me be with you on every step,

let me give you comb, let me sleep on your lap,.......

for my sweet angle,

Vijay singh


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Unresolved Mystery

Why do I love you?

I cant seem to find the exact answers why

I guess its just how love goes,

Your heart beats for someone

How long it will last, no one knows.

Unraveling the mysteries of how love came to you and

me

On one fateful day, was it fate, mere destiny?

Distance separating us cant even stop our yearning

Our ever growing love.

My feelings have conquered the depths of the oceans

and seas

Scanned the horizon as emotions soar high above the

clouds,

With every drop of my ink

Your name, your sullen face I trace.

El izabeth E. Casti l lo


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You and MeYou and me,

on the brim of past;

holding hands, to cross

the bridge of present;into our bright future.

Can you or me

Who can isolate two waves in the sea?

Who can separate, two colors of a glowing flame?

Who can breakdown, two souls intertwined by God?

Who can take away lava from the volcano?

Who can split breath and life?Who can steal soul from its soul mate?

Can you or can me, stand against Gods Will

Shal ini Samuel


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Unending UnionRose buds drenched in rain

Bow to the gentle breeze passing

Chirping birds fighting for their glimpseOn the wild flowing clear stream

My mind fused with nature

Almost in a dreamland

My body forgot its presence

A sudden splash opened my eyes

A couple on the other side

Sitting beside each other

Sad and worried faces

Still holding their hands

The handsome boy said her

Break over is over, darling

Why are you still mad?

Turned her face towards him

She pinched his pink nose

Lovingly I hate you, my beloved

A rose petal flew across

I too ended up my snooze

Shalini Samuel


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On the Threshold of a DreamOnce he was rejected so many years ago

Once he was tormented, how could she ever know?

Once she really liked him, but fate would not allow

Once she could have loved him, but missed the boat

somehow

He stumbled onwards through his life in clear and

constant pain

He erected his own barriers, to hide it just the same

So standing on the stage of life, the play is unforeseen

He found himself tied up and trapped

On the Threshold of a Dream

Why did he then falter, not play his final hand

He never could forget her or everything he planned

He walked away not looking back, no rhyme or reason

whyShe moved away, his love destroyed, he lived his life a

lie

The bitter tears of wasted years returned to haunt his

mind

And yes he had his fatherhood, he left the past behind

But always there, right by the wings, in the stage of

lifes long sceneHe still looked back, and found himself


Now in the Play an interlude a brief but precious time

She found him there upon his stage but saw him past

his prime

She held out her hand and smiled at him and asked himfor a dance

He saw her there stood in the wings, his last and final


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chance

A moment of bliss where time stood still their passion

reaffirmed

Now separated once again but now the lessons learned

He wont let go and walk away from loves most

precious scene

A future now a promised vow


Finally yes finally she walks upon his stage

His wounded heart is fully cured shes part of his lifesplay

The audience have left the show, after thunderous

applause

She leads him now her loving hand guides him through

her lifes door

His one true love, his destiny, his futures cut and dried

Now through the years he has no fears his heart is filledwith pride

Both old and grey the loves still there and life is so

serene

And though they aged they turned their page


Stephen H olland


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Being Together Forever..and since you went away

Theres an aching in my heart

It hurts me every day

To be so far apart

and you now ask what cure

Exists for such a pain

we both want so much more

to live and love again

Theres only one way now

Since oceans now divide

I wish for your return

I prayed and how I cried

You are my one true love

Regardless of the past

You are and always were..and so the dice is cast

I offer you my heart

To cherish and to share

Two roads I see ahead

One is to despair

The other is full of hopeI see you beckon me

I set off down the road

To be yours finally

I can now see the light

As your love leads the way

Our time is closer nowNearer every day

If I stumble or I fall


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You will be with me still

To take me by the hand

Oh how I love you Gill

Eventually two lives

Together though the years

Forever until we part

For one more journey dear

and on the other side

You will see my face

Eternally just yoursIn that Fantastic Place

Stephen Holland


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We Belongs to us ever and foreverI remember the moment you stepped into life myduring abandoned and flavorless days,

Of course only the fatality can spare me from such a

lifetime memory.

On that day, You silently entered my conference with

your divine smile,

Even your normal state enlightened me as am

addressing only an angel in the crowd.

The next few days were celebration to me, we meat,

chatter and take in hand,

We carry all our queries with extreme care and love,

and were answered with up teem care and affection.

My mind pushed into deluded state for another couple

of weeks,

Heart is missing its rhythm as it feels you,

Your gentle foot steps are dismantled my atrium,

My cognizant was lost in the dimple of your cheeks,

My Lungs were not at all be in customary when I feel

you,

Joints are de-fastened by seeing you,I didnt make any holdup instead geared up myself.

I anticipated first pitch of my life by holding tender

heart on shuddering lower limbs.

You discarded my offer by your silence, but your eyes

were showering care for me.

Your silences were drilled my heart and floods of painwere flooded out, but

Our hearts were synchronized each other.


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Kindly tell me why you walking away from my world

being an empress of the same.

You can impede loving me for any reason,

Listen, my heart and soul are already yours forever,

Only bereavement can spare me from loving you.

Kantha Raj


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BrionyI. Conversation

And the name, Briony, do I recall correctly?

Why, yes, it is.

And is it Irish then?

The name for an Irish colleen. From a plant, Bryonia.

And this only grows in Ireland then?

In the British Isles, it's a vine, not a flower--though

flowerets it shows--delicate those.

And from does it stem? the Gaelic? Saxon? the Anglos?

From Britannia, from those Roman centuries, and now

it's a vine you see

on building walls. In Sherlock Holmes, Scandal inBohemia, Irene Adler,

a woman meant for him--though hardly--knowing him--

but my point, she lived

in a place named Briony Lodge. Imagine a vine-

covered wall.

Did I say it right?

Oh, pronunciation: it's a long i (think of bride)

and a long o (think of own)

and a y--(though it sounds so, it doesn't end in e--and e

in bride is not her end).

2. A Name's Meaning

Bride stems from the Old English


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Long I means she tells the narrative

Long O means open,

and owns the later y, that shriveled chromosome,

that tells the making of a man, whom she, full x-ed, full

sexed, will own.

3. The Disappearing River

And then last night I dream of Briony Stream--

in limestone country this disappears,a winsome stream, it courses, meanders,

wanders through the countryside, touches

with graciousness all it waters, greens,

and suddenly it goes, it disappears,

goes underground, I suppose.

Only down to grow, to tell her further story,

only there to feel full glory.

Russell Gardner


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What Did I Lose Loving YouSTAGE I

You were there like an angel,

True was seeming that fable.

I loved you or at least thoughtso,

Love was all that seemed sought by you.

STAGE II

You were always demanding more,

But who knew that it wasn't just time.

I gave it my everything or at least thoughtso,

Love wasn't all that was actually sought by you.

STAGE III

You were always wanting me harder,

But I am not a pleasure machine.

I wanted to be a human again,

Love wasn't sought by you.

What I thought to be love wasn't love entirely,

For she loved my presence not my absence.

Atul Kushal


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I am homeHow easy my life is now you are here,

Now I relish each breath,

Now I crave the light and laughter you have brought

me.

I have fallen in love without taking a step,

Fallen into the sweetest of dreams,

Now I hope no one wakes me.

The simplest gesture wraps itself around my heart,

Where I will hold it forever,

Each time we say goodbye a part of me weeps,

Though I know it is not forever,

To my aching soul it is an eternity.

I see my happiness shine in your eyes,

Every time you hold my hand my heart skips a beat.

How sweet life is to be yours;

How meaningless life is without you,

They know nothing of the loneliness before you.


85/98


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Love WasLove for me was everything,

Beyond the troubles & distances.

Love for her was something,Bound to touch & the distances.

Mistake made. Love failed once.

Love for me was everything,

Beyond divinity & all the miles.

Love for her was something,

Bound to the kisses & smiles.

Mistake made. Love failed twice.


Beyond the doubts & suspicions.


Bound to me & the meetings.

Mistake made. Love failed thrice.


Beyond past & the time to come.


Bound to the chances & instances.

Mistake made. Love failed again.

I made a mistake, repeated it once, repeated it twice &

repeated it again.

Failed four times with different persons..

I don't fear the fifth time, but I'm simply too tired to

love again the way they want...

*Peace*

Atul Kaushal


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LOVELove is

Not Having

Love is

Not Possession !

Love is

Never Won

Love is

Never Lost !

Love is

Giving

Love is

Belonging !

HEARTYHearty Heart !

Residing

In one .

Beating

For Many .

Even when

Lovesick !

Never ,

Ceasing to

Beat !

ANIL KUMAR


88/98

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BEAUTIFULBeauty

Is not of

Self

But of

Others .

Beautiful is

One ,

Who beautifies

Another !

No one is

So beautiful

As Smile !

Any one ,Looks beautiful

As it comes !

ANIL KUMAR


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I am WaitingI am waiting for you...to let me go,

The Reasons twisted and squeezed dry,

For you have lost the Wonder of my Soul,

Just leave the Explanation....where it lies.

I am neither Haunted...nor am I Torn,

I have been a Traitor... In my own means,

My Heart, This Affection...to loosed to mourn,

Patchwork Promises left among these tattered seams.

The difficulty....that feeling of lonely as the Embers

wax,

Dancing round our Truth...caught in this endless

Pirouette,Whittling away at Love until I am All.... that I Lack,

You have not mustered the Courage of Goodbye....just

yet.

Caught in this Twilight...of Love's impending Doom,

The quiet Joy, the whispered speak...closing in likeShadows,

Once It begins...one can not stop what comes so soon,

So...I have been waiting for you...to let me go.

S.C. Adams


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RosesStumbling. (...Poems to My Self)

Here in this Silence, I stumbled on You

Like a chair left out of place,

You were easy and I was wrong

Caught in the noose with a twist of Fate.

Could I have been more nonchalant about you?

Guarding that persistent ache,

Never realizing each moment with you

Would leave me with my greatest Mistake.

I held you at a distance for another

Believing This...not quite worthy,

The Greater has become the Less

And the Least, The Most... Surely.

And here now at last, lost in this Silence

I cannot accept something less than Holy

Letting go and living up to the consequence

That You may never stumble upon....me.

S.C Adams


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AngelBeautiful she lays as the night has taken over the

waking world;

The words "I love you" warming her lips with baited

anticipation.

Can she see me as she sleeps?

Am I dream?

Am I real?

May I touch the lips that have spoken my name in

passion for all of these years?

May I disturb the peace of sleep, all to satisfy my own

need?

Before me lay an Angel so inviting that the most

devilish of thoughts rise to the surface and torment me

with a thirst that cannot be sated.

And even though myself indulgence calls,

I cannot steal what you so genuinely offer in the

waking world.

Jaden


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She is the Girl Who Dumped me at School

So into my life walks this girl with no nameAnd changes my whole way of thinking today

She is dark haired and smiling and so my heart grieves

How do I talk to the girl of my dreams?

Im uncouth and stupid shes out of my league

She is so far beyond me Im led to believe

My defenses go up, I try to act coolShe is the girl who dumped me at school

I pursue her with passion, but hung without rope

Im tongue-tied, embarrassed, exist without hope

Relentless I chase her, my sanity bruised

Hormonal and love-struck and so so confused

If loving is this when Im dying inside

I offer my soul to be wrapped up and tied

Life is so pointless and bitter and cruel


Wonders of Wonders I think she is mine

She reels me in on a hook with no line

A few days of heaven, incredibly proud

Im walking with giants my head in the clouds

I think shes my soul-mate one promised to me

Until I am sick with my head on her knees

My soul is laid bare, I am such a foolShe is the girl who dumped me at school


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My worst fears have risen it simply wont work

We still can be friends - Im incredibly hurt!

Its like bereavement except you cant mourn

I cry on the sofa all night until dawn

I have to be friendly tormented I try

We walked in the park while the months slipped on by

The chapter then closes the book used for fuel

She was the girl who dumped me at school

Friendship can spring from roots long decayedGillian baby Im still so amazed

Now part of my life, I hope and I pray

Id promise the world to you even today

Im long in the tooth with balding grey hair

But Im still seventeen in my head when youre there

Forgive Im outspoken and stubborn like a MuleI still love the girl who dumped me at school

Stephen H olland


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62

In the world of work

Numbness

Of careful control

A breakthrough

A bloodsurge

A shift in the wall

Awake in the grayness

Mist peeling away

An old new morning

Colors

A name for it allWithered emotion

Refilled with life

A long ago feeling

Returned from lost pages

From volumes of self

On this day of joined skinRain and sun mixed

On this blessed day with her

Kevin Cole


95/98

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Memories of LoveHow could I describe

The true feelings I have inside

That take me to paradise

To hell and heaven in just one night.

How can I truly speak

when for words there is no need

senses and images of all

remain quietly as proof of love.

The simple images I treasure most

The orange flower ensign of Love

The long walk along the shore

One starry night and much more.

And I still listen to you my loveSaying in Spanish just two words

Te quiero with heart and soul

A dreaming Hastings by the sea shore.

The flower died long time ago

leaves no proof of deed at all

just memories of a youthful lovecarrying with it sweetness, tenderness and more.

Tatyana Del Carmen Caballero Leguisamo


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Sightless Insight

I am different from others but still among you mybrothers,

Whether its day or night, I don't bother.

How can I feel the colour of rose to which you bow?

How can you explain to me the splendid beauty of a

rainbow?

Yes! I am blind,

But do you think God to me is so unkind?

For me you feel sad,

And say Oh! The poor lad.

To me you sympathize,

And utter your usual empty cries.

To me you extend your hand,

As if without you I can't stand.

They care for me, my parents and my friends and

everyone,

If I get a little scratch, they make a fuss in unison.

I try to walk, running they come,

To help me, as if I need some.

No school, no play, just stay at home all the day,

A scratch to you, a band-aid and smiling you go away.

I have experienced the things you have never,Ran into walls, fallen from stairs, not so clever.

Yes, it uses to pain me a lot,


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What pains more, is cheap your thought.

You think without you we tremble,

Forgotten you have, for me life is more than a gamble.

And yet, I have loved the things which you don't adore,

Unseen to you, easily you ignore.

Talk to me the fragrance of wet soil in midsummer

eve,

And doors and windows through their loving creaks.

Gloomy, below the overcast sky you feel,Rejoice I the warmth, filled with zeal.

Give me a chance, my friends, not your extra care,

To prove to the world that I can also dare.

Let me live my life, my own way,

Let me do what I prefer and not just your say.I am also one of you, can always put a fight,

So what if you have sight, don't forget we have insight.

Sameer Sinha


98/98

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