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 Mar 2015
Devashish Kumar
They say they want to be birds.
‘Cause birds have wings
Wings they can use to fly
Wherever they want.
But no one notices
The difficulties they undertake
Every time they leave their nests.
They even don’t know that
Their nests will be there or not
When they return.
They don’t know
What’ll happen to their young kids?
No one says these birds
Have to go miles to find
Their food.
After toiling for the whole day
They’re able to feed
Themselves and their kids.
Their much treasured freedom is constantly in danger too.  
Is being human that bad?
Or it is just that
We can’t show gratitude for what we are
And what we have got.
 Mar 2015
Olan Douglas Webb
Oh, how can I let you know?
Oh, how can  I tell you
of my love for you?
You are the one abiding
dream in my heart.
Oh, I wish! Oh, how I wish!
I could give my body
to be all twisted and torn for you.
Let me be scourged with a scourge
that reaches to the bones
and leaves the flesh all tattered and torn
and my blood collect around me
in puddles of scarlet red
and runs down dungeon walls.
Oh, I wish it were!
Oh, how I wish it were so!
Then you would know
how deep is my love for you.
Oh, let me be impaled
upon a stake of pine
as my body struggles in pain
and my blood run down the pole
to stain the wood and ground deep scarlet red.
Oh, it is too late! It is too late now!
I am past every cure.
Oh, I see your face and ask myself why.
Why can't I find the word or do the deed
that would show my love?
A love as deep as the ocean.
Oh, what could I give you to show that love?
Oh, if one could tear out my beating heart to give to you
so that you would know the depths of my love.
Oh, your charms and lovely face fill all my waking moments.
Oh, if I could give myself up
as a ransom for you.
My life. My soul and beating heart.
Then I hope you would know.
Oh, I weep when I think of you.
How you are gone from my arms
and the miles hold us apart.
I know you think I am a madman.
I know you think I am a fool.
I forgive you! Oh, I forgive you!
For who could think otherwise.
Oh, I do not care!
For I have left all my selfish pride far behind.
Oh, without you let my heart no longer beat.
For I would be but a hopeless dead soul
who would be better to have never been born.
 Mar 2015
Andrew Durst
don't
  be honest
       for
          their
              sake,

      be
         honest
               for
                 yours.
For a friend.
 Mar 2015
alavandala
~
Insatiable-
There never was a quarrel.
Do you remember?
Love, never once adequate
Death's caress reigns infinite!
 Mar 2015
ZenPen
I'm trying to get inside my mind
But all I find are empty spaces inside
I'm trying to find the words in time
But all I see are letters spread wide

I want to share my thoughts with you
I want to show you my world too
I want to shine some light into you mind
I want to shake away all your fears

I can't find the words to tell you
My dear, I long for you to know
The beauty inside my mind
Is nothing you could ever imagine

What can I do
Life is
Beautiful
But you don't have a clue
 Mar 2015
hellopoet
scowling as a threatening storm cloud
sombre as a brooding sky
my errant thoughts stumble
and leave my tear ducts dry:
exhuming an abundant cascade
of strained expressions that reflect
a stained and bedraggled soul
whose fond recollections failed to connect.
 Mar 2015
Lennox Jones
i died last night
and amongst it all
from way up here
i saw your sparkle
and wished i had done so
much more to love you.
 Mar 2015
Gianfranco Aurilio
Don't be afraid
to pass by the Earth
- the moon said to the comet -
the autumn rains
darkened it,
they sent armies of clouds,
ranks of lightnings and storms,
legions of winds and tornadoes
to imprison
the sun.
But the day and the night,
tired of hiding,
asked for help to the sky
and today
the stars have come back.

10.10.'13
The original poem ("Son tornate le stelle") is in Italian.
There is no good translation for a poem.
I apologize for mine. Corrections are welcome.
As far as the sound of the poem is concerned,
please, read the original poem.
 Mar 2015
Gigi Tiji
just breathe and go with it
it'll turn down the volume slowly
it'll pick up again in no time but it'll stop
it'll stop but it'll pick up again in no time
no time and all the time in the world
all the time in your mind

and if you keep looking back on it
so frequently
you're just gonna get dizzy
you're gonna be spinnin'
brain fizzy
fizzy bubbles in a
glass of water
clinging to the sides in little clusters
born out of black holes
emanating truth

the weight of it
bending all things into it

you can look back now
but look far
look to the horizon
reach further than that
and you'll see it unfolding
and folding in synch with the ocean
the caress of tendrils of bubbles
tickling the sandline

you'll be able to feel it
between the fingertips of the moon
where yours fit perfectly
wrapped around
warm radiant stardust
radiant stardust

that you, too
are everything
Upon this old world
Economic piracy
And social chaos
Are still common currency
Who keeps them legal tender?
Tanka
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The rain falls and yet,
Darker clouds to come,
Lumbering towards,
Increased intensity.

And I find myself,
Approaching the point,
Of greatest downfall,
And lingering there.

All too soon,
Blue skies interrupt my,
Joyful refreshment,
Leave me soaked in silence.
...
Motionless
...
Stare
...
Stand
...
Walk
...
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