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 Aug 2018 Seema
JaxSpade
Losing touch
The way it used to feel
Skin and flesh
Heart against breast
Tongue on tongue
        Legs in knots

                 Side by side
Together we crushed
The way it used to feel
When you wouldn't listen
                 To anyone else

And we did whatever we'd want

                        Out of touch
we lost
When we were in
                              So much

Because you wanted something
                                             More

                     Than us
Freedom is being free in spirit body and mind

Born in a free country
I have my freedom to express my thoughts
Freedom to persue my dreams
Freedom to visit the places I desire
Freedom to do whatever I like
And be a law abiding citizen

My Independence has come for a price
Paid by the many freedom fighters of my country
Who fought till their last breath
I cannot fathom their struggle

It only brings me tears
When I listen to the patriotic songs
Watch movies
Read the story
The truth , the history of the struggles

We had many rulers
We allowed

But today
I enjoy my freedom

With deep gratitude and respect
I salute
To the many freedom fighters
To The Armed forces of my country
For protecting and safeguarding me
When I enjoy my freedom , my life
I salute them all
And Recite , The Pledge

And promise that I will never bring dishonour to my country .

Happy Independence Day to my Country


Love Peace and Harmony to the World !
Some thoughts on Independence Day
 Aug 2018 Seema
SassyJ
Love shows it’s streams
on parallel planes and lanes
patrolled by all the unbelief
On the unfocused broadways
where sour taste is unforeseen

Let’s think it is just so hard
to undress a soul’s vulnerability
it’s a struggle to give words
and make calculations of the game
in this circus of indifference

Love as we know it on this train
is a complicated compensation
a float of condensed disposition
such a position of surrender
weighted by pleasure and not meaning

Let’s pretend and hang on
to the inclinations of final contemplations
In the sound hesitations of the unseen
for when you indulge me, just forget it!
as your intentions are of lust
 Aug 2018 Seema
Edmund black
Deep in abyss of
The evening
I couldn’t sleep...
Just like a wolf
My mind always on the hunt
Body’s craving love
The beast crying inside
Ready to come out and play  
If you get my drift
The Sheep
My Queen
Deeply into her beauty rest
While lava running through my veins
Temperature increasingly getting hotter
Must find a way to cool off
So I stepped out the door
Ventured forth along the edge of night
Close to the creek
Not too far away from where I dwell
Momentarily I’ve noticed
the Moon wasn’t it’s  full self
Yet still so beautifully bright
Surrounded by shining stars
Oh my what a beautiful Sky
Goose bumps caressing my flesh
Loss of words trying to enjoy the moment
Not long after lava started piercing through my skin
A simple reminder our business not yet realized
Suddenly the moon appeared
back to it’s full glory self
So I went back inside
With silent foot like a predator
Gave my  Queen a kiss on the neck
she turned And smiled
Like always, she knew
She always knows
Never afraid of my darkness
For she knows it represents
Love and be loved
I slowly slipped away
The cover she was under
Her waist gave an invitation
Only a beast like a wolf
can truly appreciate
time for me to draw some blood
Forever  lightly never too deep
Just enough to taste her beauty
She dances like a wolf
Her wildness became wilder
It drove me crazy forevermore
The hair on my skin
Flirtatiously tango with excitement
Finally the beast awaits within
Slowly creeping out with conscious
Of safety
Flowers of garden forevermore
Beautifully arranged
I thanked the man above
For my dear Queen
And simply shut my eyes
And feast
Like a wolf!
 Aug 2018 Seema
SassyJ
You said it,how you broke my heart
every time we talk I break and cry
I stop as I was so crazy to love
To give all there is unconditionally
burnt shatters and pieces evoke
Now sat here at the cross legged bench
this country oak that soothed misery
the one with antique aesthetic split
Overlooking the misused McDonald’s
where ducks prey, play and swivel  
by the bus stop where people load
carrying suitcases to a distant destination
Yet, never had I been broken in my life
with lack of direction and unknown trauma
lost 10 feet under the revolting grounds
no apologies, no goodbye ,no explanation
not another chance,nor another beat
not a fiery fire, decrepit with the low blows  
Now solitude is a glove that fits me
It has justly put the pieces back together
Washed the foolishness and carelessness
For we are not made of bricks and blocks
Sat at this very spot today after years...... memories just streamed
 Aug 2018 Seema
Elizabeth Squires
a
goddess
of
love
a
symbol
of
lasting
adoration

a woman throughout the centuries
who has attracted
many a man's devotion

she of charm
and enticing allure
she of a superlative
nature

men have fallen to their knees
in exultant praise
worshipping the embodiment
of her feminine maze

and she invokes
powerful feelings
within a man's
core
Venus the allegory
of
timeless
armour
Why did love doom us?
Emotions a raging torrent
Fear, anger, hate, jealousy
Washing away the truth

Love fails no one
The absence of love brings the flood
Awash with sadness, darkened thoughts
Love was the light not the abyss
The light will return to guide your journey through the rapids
To open ocean, calm seas
Love never doomed us
Only our outlook
I hear to often that love is "evil" or "mean". I believe love is the greatest only our perception of love after it has been severed and stirred all the emotions we avoid do we think it is cruel.
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