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 May 2016 Sky
Urmila
See You Soon
 May 2016 Sky
Urmila
My love,
You are in pain,
You can't hear me through the glass doors,
Nor does my hand touch yours,
- To comfort you (and me), momentarily, in vain
Thankfully, thoughts are not bound,
By these physical dependencies of expression,
You are with me,
In these thoughts,
In all the music,
Your gorgeous smile, like the wallpaper of my head,
Keeping me going,
My darling, your body hurts,
As does your mind,
There's not much I can do,
Except hope that you'll find,
My thoughts and love,
Ever present,
A warm blanket over you,
- I hope you feel,
Just a little longer,
And I won't have to steal,
Your smile from photographs,
Your laugh unreal,
A little longer,
A little longer,
Vacant eyes will shine,
Empty hearts will overflow,
Just a little longer, my love,
Through the clouds we'll see a rainbow
 May 2016 Sky
Stephan
Do unto others
 May 2016 Sky
Stephan
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Do unto others
as you’d have them do
Such an old saying
it’s not something new

Then why do we fight
calling each other names
Pointing our fingers
and casting the blame

Looking for wrong
when there is so much right
Walking in darkness
ignoring the light

Talking behind
somebody else’s back
Laughing at problems
or things that they lack

Making them feel
like they’re nothing at all
Hiding our hands
if they happen to fall

Locking the door
when they’re out in the rain
Wearing a smile
when they’re crying in pain

If we all try
we can turn this around
Open your heart
so the love can be found

It would be easy
you know that it’s true
Do unto others
as you’d have them do
 May 2016 Sky
complexify
Have you ever thought
That we might die at this exact moment?

What did it made you feel?
Afraid?
Relieved?
Sad?
Happy?

Let me tell you what I'd feel

Nothing.
Death, pain
Sadness, anxiety
We will all get desensitized.

If you commit suicide
Will your pain really end?
Or it would just hurt you again, and again
Because nothing could stop it anymore
Not even death
Because you're already dead
At that moment?

We will one day
Die unknowingly.
And be forgotten.

Is it the oblivion that scares you?
Is it the pain of death that got you chills in your spine?
What is it now?
Is it still death?
What is death?
Do you think that death are only defined
Of a death angel ripping off the life force out of you?

Let me clear something out for you
Put death into perspective.
Put everything in your life
Into perspective.
You'll see
That life
Has a lot of other things to offer.
No matter how life kicks you down, you gotta get back up.
Suicide is not the solution.
 May 2016 Sky
complexify
This one
Happened not long ago
To a boy who had lost too much.

One day
He was wandering
Inside his house
Empty, no one was home
Except for himself.

He kept thinking
About how
To let go of someone.

He tried
Killing her in memories of his
But she's still there
Haunting him.

As he wanders
He felt like his eyes
Are about to get teary again
For the uncountable times on that day.

Suddenly
He found a balloon
Floating around, anchored by a coin.
A purple balloon, to be exact.
Her favorite color, he thought.
And the best idea of the century came to his mind.

He wrote a note
A farewell note
To the love of his heart
Who no longer loved him

And he tied it
Tightly to the balloon's thread.
He went outside joyfully
Untangled the coin that anchored the balloon to the ground
The coin that kept him from moving on
And let the balloon flew
As he sighed with relief.

He lived
The next day
And the other days
Full of happiness.

Sometimes
He would wonder
What happened to that balloon, anyway?
I literally did this thing, and it worked for me. I actually hugged the balloon myself and I just thought that no normal human being would do that so I didn't put it in this poem
 May 2016 Sky
Haych
9:58am
 May 2016 Sky
Haych
She looked left, she saw pain
She looked right, she saw struggling
She looked ahead, she saw tests
She looked behind her, she saw heartbreak
She looked up, she saw illusions and deception
She looked down, she saw cracks in the pavement
she felt very much like the pavement
Walked on. Ignored. Deadly Silent.
People called her 'pretty',
But she was so much more than just a 'face'.
She was skin deep, filled. With intricate delicate details.
 May 2016 Sky
South-by-Southwest
I felt the sudden change in the air
As icy breath clung I was made aware
Outside my window the shadows fell
But it was too early for night to tell
Still it was cold and dark I know
Then came that knock upon the door
"Thomas , whom I come looking for
Won't you open up for evermore ?"

I shook with fear , for all the years
Suddenly I was filled with tears
I had always made my covered bed
And in absolution I held my head
Still you have no earthy clue
When comes that knock upon the wood
"Thomas , oh Thomas ,  if you would
Unbolt the lock now if you could."

I stood in silence , made not a sound
But by the shadow upon the ground
I knew he waited so patiently
Waiting ! Waiting , there for me
"Come Thomas , the seconds few
You cannot avoid what's in store for you
Do not bother looking for the key
For I have kept it safely here with me ."

I said I was not afraid of Death
That I would not bend in my final breath
Then I remembered my father's passing
How the stillness became so everlasting
And I knew I was no more special
That life is certainly full and spacial
So I opened up the door
"I am Thomas , the Thomas of whom you do implore ."
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