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 Jun 2015 Deeba
Amitav Radiance
Draped with nothing but eloquence
Every contour chiseled to perfection
Love flows delicately to drip off the edges
Hearts take a plunge into the sea of passion
A synchronized display of two entwined souls
Lost in the haven, love writes an enchanted tale
 Jun 2015 Deeba
SøułSurvivør
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secret in creation
poetics set in code
difficult translation
they ***** me like a goad

wanting to improve
wanting to impress
do i write this for myself
or follow all the rest?

written in frustration
and when, at last, i read
my own words do obfuscate
quite puzzling indeed!

perhaps you have written one
then you may have been
trying to solve their riddle

for you don't know
what they MEAN!


soulsurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(c) 6/13/2015
 Jun 2015 Deeba
ryn
Pockets of Eden
 Jun 2015 Deeba
ryn
I have observed brightly lit stores...
window displays welcome
with wide open arms.
Kaleidoscope of colours,
dancing to catchy music...
adding on to the allure and charm.

Droves of shoppers have identified this
as their slice of heaven.
Flagging retail therapy
and finding their
pocket of Eden.

I have observed some laying down.
Relaxing...
unwinding...
On patches of grass.
They stare at the sky
with much adoration,
as wispy clouds float on by.

These skygazers have chosen this
to be their little slice of heaven.
With the ground on their backs,
grass between their toes
and azure as their witness...
this is their pocket of Eden.

I have observed a couple of lovebirds,
seated at a café...
immersed deeply in conversation.
In their own private universe,
their own little bubble.
Employing hugs and frequent pecks as punctuation.

There's nowhere else they'd rather be.
From their eyes I know,
they've found their unique slice of heaven.
In each other
they've found their pocket of Eden.

I have observed myself...
I thought myself to be lost
for the longest time.
Seeking a place
for the voice in my head
that only spoke in rhyme.

All is not lost when
I finally found that place.
My little slice of heaven.
For almost a year ago today
I decided on Hello Poetry
as my pocket of Eden.
Thank you all for your kindness and support.
Much love,
ryn
 Jun 2015 Deeba
Tamika Dakota
I could free myself laughing from all of your words
I could **** sweet emotions that had me so cursed
Riding from dawn until sunsets our eyes
Soaked by intentions, all's well, I have tried
Miserable Mary get up from your bed
Please guardians, please hear the words i have said
Losing it all without having a clue
The angels will send me and I'll be with you .
 Jun 2015 Deeba
David Leger
Thoughts
 Jun 2015 Deeba
David Leger
Here they fall,
    As words they lay;
Like rain on leaves,
    Then drift away—

New ones come
     Lonesome and weak;
Shrugged off by the old,
     Obese and bleak—

Stillness, then shock
     Illuminates my mind;
A scape of rusted reveries,
     Desolate and unkind—

Hallucinations by and by,
      And I chase their light;
Dreams and adorations,
     Faint whispers in the night—
 Jun 2015 Deeba
Ambiguous Frizz
Snap
 Jun 2015 Deeba
Ambiguous Frizz
We are to show
Our finest flaws
To grow.
10-word poem
 Jun 2015 Deeba
Craig Harrison
We're all searching
all across the world we're searching
looking for love
a connection
for someone to end the feeling of loneliness.

From the moment of our births, we've searched
we've searched the world
some find love
some make a connection
and a few find someone to end the feeling of loneliness
but not everyone
no not everyone
Some spend lifetimes searching
but never finding what they are looking for
at least not in life, maybe, just maybe
they do in death.
 Jun 2015 Deeba
leeannejjang
A blank canvas in front of us,
An image of you with colors black and white.
As you walk along the path,
You will encounter different people that will add colors to your life.

Some would paint you yellow,
Like a sun beaming with a smile.
They will bring you warmth that you will never forget.

Blue like the ocean will come in your way,
A feeling of comfort and sense of calmness,
They will greet you with a wave that will hit you but would never hurt you.

Sometimes there will be gray that would cross your path.
Loneliness and sadness comes with them.
They are those who lost their way while trying to fill up the canvas of life.

Pink blooming like a flower on a field.
They best fit with things that glitter and spark.
You would see happiness in their eyes,
And wanted to keep them by your side.

An image of a strong and dependable man forms in my mind when I saw Brown.
Like earth I can stand, they will never let you down.

Green green grass dancing in the wind.
A suitable partner when your in need,
Someone to cry on and would never leave,
A true friend during thick or thin.


No, they will never let you get hurt,
Violets are like knights who never fails.
Tough like a wall but with a heart as soft as a foam.

My favorite color of all? Red.
A color that makes life such an interesting work of an art.
You may see Red in a different way.
Red, like a lover that left us.
Red, like the husband we pledge our love.
Red, for my first love.
Red, for the man I can never have.
Red, for the unconditional love of a mother.
Red, for the person I want to spend the rest of my life.

All this colors,
Once painted on the canvas of life,
Creates a beautiful portrait of you,
That nobody else can have.
 Jun 2015 Deeba
Mercury Chap
Figures of black and white
Walk around in the street
Half black, half white,
They all bow and greet.

Inside some are complete
Shade of black
Inside some are complete
Shade of white.

Only if I could look into their eyes
Only if I could know who they really are
Only if I knew they were like smoke of a cigar,
White from outside and black from inside.

Is there some way to know
If they are truly sincere?
If they are more white than black?
If being more white is rare?

Figures of black and white
They may deceive you in the shade
Figures of black and white
In the darkness they completely fade.
Figure of Black means a black heart or to elaborate more, the bad the people in the society.
Figure of White mean a white a heart or the good people.
It simply means that I am confused if people are more good hearted or not. Then my confusion ends at the end.
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