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You know you are in love when

You go out for a great meal and nothing
On the menu appeals more than
His/her lips...

You are kissing him/her and
A tiger comes up to lick your
Hand (tasting?) and you don't
Even notice...

The thought of him/her
Sends a thrill through your
Entire body...

When you are around your
Other friends they tease you for
Being a bore because all you
Talk about is him/her...

You see him/her across the street
And rush headlong into
Oncoming traffic...

The mustache on her lip
Only serves to make you want
To kiss her MORE!

You love to run your fingers
Through his hair...
Even though he has more
On his BACK than on
His head!

It's been 20 years and the above
Is still true!
Can you add to this?
Please do! And repost!
The more love in this world
The better!
Close your eyes,
and imagine.
Imagine your own world,
everything that makes you happy, and smile.

Drifting off to a deep slumber,
as you feel your soul goes down,
deeper.
You see the people, things, and smells that
make you smile.

Your dream is a magical paradise.
It is your escape from harsh reality,
whenever you want to escape, just simply close
your eyes.
and think of the happy things.

Nothing well go wrong in there,
my friend.
why use four
symbols when
you can use

one


Just some early morning
silliness

Gee, it's good to be back!
You told me that her chapter was over
You told me that I was a new beginning
How could you whisper so delicately
When you were keeping me from the truth

You anticipated a short story
But you promised me a novel

You tore out so many of my blank pages
I didn’t know how to keep writing from there

I was thrilled when I found out
Someone had picked up your story
But quickly replaced it
Just like you had done to mine

Though you tried to pick up writing
From where you bent my page
I will not let you ruin
The few pages I’ve managed to save.
Fire with fire
an eye for an eye
the whole world burns
more men become blind

The earth became charred
man had lost his way
that choice of blindness
brought his last day
...
One day
When all events will be finished,
Then you will see
Over and over again
Is this why the door closed,
By that time the window next to
The road is full of trash

Little by little
I will be almost removed
From your mind
Then Red Sun will be appeared
In a new horizon,
The birds will sing the same as before
You will laugh
For some reason mystery

Flowers will be dancing
Before you
You will be singing with someone
Highborn
Moonlight will brighten
Your night
And your Sky will be filled with
Full of dreams

But then you will not feel the,
Moonlit wet night
As your first feeling flourished
Like a Red Rose,
Either an Evergreen Love Song
Or As a Romantic Poem,
Hold your hands in a way
That will be mystic wandering

Remember My Darling,
And then I will exist
Thousands of Millions of miles
Away from you,
As a Bright Star
Will be burned myself
And be Fallen as dust
On your Eyes-
...
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
dust of bright star
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