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 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
I explained.
You understood.
We reconciled.
For the most understanding man on earth <3
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
Here I am again, my dear
Reading our past conversations
Oh, it seems only yesterday
Where we don't have limitations

I wish you can feel me
How I want to cry when doing this
How I  deeply miss you
How I long for your kiss

We have a great story
The best story ever told
How I am thankful having you
A man with a heart of gold.
Feels good to look back where they have started until this day that they are holding each others' heart.
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
If you love somebody, you must not be a cause of any pressure to his life.
:((
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
You fell so many times
But you stood up straight after each fall

You cried so many times
But you wiped out your tears and never surrendered at all

You failed so many times
But you still tried with much hope, not feeling small

Yes, you tried so many times
Believing that one day someone will hear your call...
Faith, not fear!
 Feb 2015
Michelle Morine
Eyes of the dark
in the death of tomorrow
you see past the sorrow

Eyes of the light
in the birth of yesterday
the ending nears

Visions of night hawks
climbing in the stars
burning their vengeance
into well worn scars

Burying their breath beneath the sea.
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
He brought me flowers last year
Three flowers on Valentine
It's obvious he meant HE LOVES ME
Though he didn't give a line

He brought me flowers last month
Seven flowers on a January eve
I asked him what he meant there
He said I LOVE YOU SO MUCH,  DON'T LEAVE

He brought me flowers last week
Six flowers on my birthday
"Why six? " I asked him softly
"I LOVE YOU FOREVER,  PLEASE STAY"

He brought me flowers this morning
Many flowers on February
But I cannot ask him anymore
When in his eyes those tears I see

He brought me flowers with love
On my grave,  now it's all I have...
Sorry,  deep and dark concept for now.  :((
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
Carry me with your arms
Let our body swing on air
I will shout the words I Love You
Oh, how much I really care

Read my lips, don't hesitate
My words are just for you
Hear my songs, oh, hear them
Sing it with your heart, too

Stretch your arms and let it be
My softest pillow on this night
Your warm kiss on my forehead
It's the time to turn off the light

Kiss my lips, hug me tight
Embrace me with your words
Let me lean on your shoulders
Until we hear the evening birds

Touch my head, let me sleep
Then sing me a lullaby
I want to see you even in dreams
Of love without an alibi

Wake me up with morning kiss
And smell of coffee that you made
Oh, you always give the sweetest date
With our love that doesn't fade.
I want to make a Valentine poem, but since any day could be a Hearts Day, I have made this one.
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
If you are a friend of  him,  you will really try to know
What things can make him happy,  or make his eyes glow
What makes him feel alive and let the joy flow
Things that could make his heartbeats stop or make them slow

If you are a friend of her,  you will try to find why
Her days have been so gloomy and you always see her cry
Why she struggles so much to see a brighter sky
And she's becoming bold when you knew that she was shy

If you are a friend of them,   you will try to understand
The things they need to have with decisions now at hand
It's really hard to grip when the remaining unbroken strand
Is the one that's not fitted to keep a sacred bond.
They knew. They felt.  But no one understands.
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
I had never cared for this day
As they look at it in special way

It became special because this time
When you and I recited one same rhyme

We were best of friends then fell in love
So in love with the true friendship that we have

I wish in this lifetime we'll have all Valentines together
For my love will never end and will stay forever.
Happy Valentine's Day,  sweetheart <3 <3 <3
 Feb 2015
Nirali Shah
Rays of the morning sun
Encroached the attic
From a very notorious
Broken piece of window
Exposed the little specks of dust
Suspended
In the rotting wooden walls.
Some sticking in the peeling paint
Some lying
On her mother's once famous cookbooks
Now being devoured
By selfish
silverfish and fungi.
The dust
Telling stories of her childhood
Settled upon the rocking horse
And her favourite little music box
And a carton full of holiday polaroids.
The dust
Such a dry commodity
Moistened some old memories.
Reminiscence.
Isn't it amazing?
February 10,2015
I wrote this little piece after a friend of mine suggested the word "Dust" to write about :)
 Feb 2015
Dhaye Margaux
If this life is my second chance-
My another lifetime
I wish my heart could be
With its missing piece

Only you know
Where it is.
Love
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