lexi zamora, 2 september 2012
I want the stars at night instead because
I cant put on his heart he said
I wore my love around the moon
As big and as bright
As a star lit night
The leaves turned us fall
And the winter turned us cold
But no matter where i'm taken
My love still tends to grow
I want the sun to warm myself because
Now his warmth is for somebody else
From blue skies to better days
The birds chirp a song that is sung to me
But only in an unkindness of a melody
I want the wind through my hair instead because,
His fingertips are moving through the back of her head
Her highlights shine through his skin
As he makes his way to her chin
I want my lips against my own because,
His lips are filled with hers whenever they're alone
They are filled with trust and with hope
Something that everyone quotes
But my first love was a murder
So i give to you
My first love surrender.
lexi zamora, 2 september 2012
For nine little months
We all waited to meet
Our hands and our feet
Soft as can be
The late snacks
And the afternoon naps
As the days went on
We soon called you mom
Our words grew bigger
And so did our love
At times we may fight
But dont worry mommy
We'll still be holding you tight
So on the this day
Your very special day
We all wish you a
Happy Mothers Day.
lexi zamora, 2 september 2012
Childhood memories
Is all that we shared
The time that we spent
And how we each cared
Teaching each other right from wrong
Climbing the trees
And spreading our wings
I Stood by you once
This was so long ago
I figured I had all the time in the world
To see your face once more
But little did i know
You were comong to an end
And when your times was cut short
I had lost my friend
Now you lay face up
In a world above
In the arms open with love
He will take you in
As his own
And there you may rest forever
But not alone
You are still with us in our hearts
And in our soul
Be brave Kaleb High
We shall meet once more
So now i must say goodbye
Untill next time.
R.I.P Kaleb High
!990-2010
I miss and love you.
Satish Verma, 2 september 2012
In twilight of pain
I blink for a dot
to punctuate the intelligence.
My incoherence brings the unseen.
I stay at a vowel
to see the truth.
Immenseness versus depth,
in shoals of turbulent life.
Where do I hide my vessel?
A lure of the exotic death
does not bring the peach color
to reveal the light on earth.
An inverted blankness prints
the words of green bruises,
where the falls meet.
Satish Verma
Esther Thornburg, 2 september 2012
Inspiring words
Keep on giving
With mercy in view
And love for you.
Ideas are inspired
Willingness is required.
t's an uncharted road to learn.
There is enjoyment in return.
Mystery of tomorrow in view
Activities of now are to do,
Search for the enjoys of today
Finding life has better ways.
Bazyliszek, 2 september 2012
I'll never be your hero
'cause I've never won a war
I'll never be your teacher
'cause I've never been at school
I'll never be your god
'cause I've never carried cross
I can only be your lover
'cause I met a bird
and learnt to fly
Prachi Agrawal, 1 september 2012
Are you just a thought?
Or do you really exist
Because without you
I’m thoughtless.
I can’t write poems
Without the thought of you
I can’t smile endlessly
Without the smile from you.
Haven’t seen you from more than a year
But still to me you are very dear
That swing, that cycle are still there
But neither of us could stay there.
You know my thoughts
But yet you choose to speak in silence
I don’t blame you for anything
Without you I’m thoughtless.
Satish Verma, 1 september 2012
With stoicism writ on face
I invite the chisels
for giving birth to a dialogue
between me and the shaper.
Where did the things go wrong
in making the life a simple page
to write a beautiful poem?
Buddha give me a bo-tree or an interlocutor
who invents skin, teeth and eyes
of a failing system. The command
has gone to unknown robots. They were
manipulating the atrophied
limbs of high-tech generation
who do not know the pathless love
when we walk into the moon,
Satish Verma
Prachi Agrawal, 31 august 2012
They killed my innocence
That I had protected for so many years
They hung me down
My innocence was murdered without a sound.
It was end of it all
The end of my best part
I have lost my everything
However, I saved my soul.
I have nothing left but the soul
Everything was ruined by that phone call
Once the trust is broken
Nothing remained to be horrified.
I am crying in this deadly silence
My soul is afraid to get revealed
It’s hiding under the cover of my body
Like the stars hide in the sunlight.
I am not good at taking revenge
But I promise I will change
For my good, for your worst
You will pay the price of breaking my trust.
Melanie Gardiner, 31 august 2012
Trust is something you can not see,
But is inside you and me,
Its the key to all people's hearts,
The virtue that is beyond smarts,
A link, a bond,
A connection, a love,
Trust is all that,
it seems to be,
But the question is always,
Do you love me?
Of course they can love,
Everybody can.
But let me ask this,
Is Trust at hand?
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