Poet - Hello Poetry

Aug 2012

Ajay

A sweet billet-doux
with the sweet words "I love you"
is waiting for you.

Aug 2012

Ajay

Beauty

Let us
come together,
not letting beauty
be
a curse, but
a blessing on the world,
helping those
who feel
lost and
unwanted, feel
beautiful.

Aug 2012

Ajay

The Sky is the Limit

When joy takes leave, friends betray,
fortune frowns as spring’s away,
When you are left to part
Alone to face the shattered heart,
You feel lost as never before,
But try once more and this time soar.
Wipe the tears and stop the crying;
The sky is the limit if you keep on trying.

Jul 2012

Ajay

My garden

Planting
each seed
perfectly
to create, and foster
this beautiful bounty,
cultivating
each
individual plant,
stimulating each
to
reach
its potential,
enabling
these tiny seeds to
nourish me
as I
have nourished
them.

Jul 2012

Ajay

Precipitancy

When I first saw her
I fell in love with such haste,
Hoping it could work

Jul 2012

Ajay

Name-Calling

You can call me names
even on a gloomy day,
but they will not stick.

Jul 2012

Ajay

I love you.

Three words
that
can alter the
outcome
and
morph an attitude
of an entire day
when received
producing an erruption of
intangibility
exhuded by the individual
receiving
the message
adding a voluminious effect
if the feeling is
now
mutual.

Jul 2012

her

Sing To Me.

Sing to me.

Even if your voice is raspy,

And you can not sing,

Love me enough to sing to me,

In the dark,

As you take my hand,

And lead me into your arms.

Sing to me your favorite song,

Or of the fears that plagued you when you were young.

I will memorize the melody,

As I listen to the vibrations,

That your vocal chords conjure up,

As I lean my head against your chest.

Let your insecurities lay at my feet,

And sing to me.

And if you can’t bring yourself to do so,

I’m willing to listen to you hum.

May 2012

Ajay

Our Conversation

By opening up
We explore the depths.
Through the intricate touch of the friendship
Our minds continue to expand
I Write as I converse with you
Bringing me the utmost joy
Feeling, barely noticing, the slightest growth of thought
Options arise as to whether we shall continue
Our discussion of what may seem like nothing
Intrigues me more, allowing myself to grow
Expressing myself in various ways
However you have yet to learn why I am
Why am I, who I am?
Continuing the relaxed mind battle
Fighting over what is true
My friends, you, my friend, continue to push me
Motivating me to be the best I can be
Encouraging free expression, disregarding the absurdity.
I come to my senses and realize
You have only bettered me through our deliberate thought
As the hour glass of time slowly drops the delicate pieces of sand,
I want to thank you before my time, our time is up
For everything, even the smallest of actions
You have helped me be me.
I shall always remember you have made me think
I wish I could think of a word other than deep
But that is exactly how you have made me think—“deep[ly]”
However my mind has exhausted and I only hope
Assured and aspired to have another “deep" conversation

May 2012

Ajay

Writing

Fastidiously
Writing every thought I have
Until I lack ink

May 2012

Mark Boucher

Something I'll Forget...

Tonight, I was made aware of my lonliness,
Or my lonliness was made aware of me,
Either/Or, I'll walk like confidence cause it's all I've got everything to lose,
No one needs to know how this feels,

These words will haunt you...
Your lust will haunt you...
My absence will haunt you...

Like a ghost inside of your head,
Your vanity showed through,
You packed up and started new,
And I'm still here, teary-eyed, and wondering why,
So don't blame me because I'm ******* bitter,
And I'm demanding some answers.

Don't try to fulfill my memory,
Because you are just a memory,
Don't express your love for me,
Because it's something you'll regret,
Don't let yourself feel special,
Because you're just something I'll forget...

Angst has taken over. I'm getting sloppy...

May 2012

DeeDeeK

Words

words
brought us together
strung carefully just so
it was the way I wrote that ad
and the way you responded
words seemed to simply flow

words
are what I look for now
but the timbre and the tone has changed
no longer reassuring to me
the silences grow longer
words are jumbled, I silently chant your name

words
feeling empty, hollow, like a box
left after the present has been opened
longing and pain are acute, stabbing
reading the spaces left gaping between
words so graphic, dashing all hope

All we have are words

May 2012

Mark Boucher

How It Feels To Be Abandoned.

Smile.
I miss always being behind one,
But I'm too tempermental by the things you say to me,
There's always another happiness to **** time,
And I'm convinced you can't bite your tongue,
But you just as easily bit mine.

Lay down, think of silly things, and feel seventeen,
Stop moving and don't breathe, it's so serene,
For all we know we were built to last,
But I'm the only one to acknowledge that,
I wouldn't hurt so often if I didn't mean it,
But those words are as tender as the scars on your wrists.

Unpredictable.
You ask, "Will my car drive today?"
My reply, "I don't know. Will my heart die today?"

Rejection