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Erian Rose Apr 2020
his fingers fidgeted with the stars
comets flying like racing cars
when he glanced above, all he hoped
to sing a lullaby to the one
he loves the most
MAJI JAYAJIT Apr 2020
I met her above the hill as a boy
     far away from the Reality
    I thought  it would be easy
    I thought it would  be simple
            but not the society /
   And it went on ,days were  
                passing like a
    brook into the far woods
She was like that story book   
               I loved to read
    loved to flip her pages even  
                      when
             I used to sleep //
she was like that  baby whom I    
                 like a mother
      loved to cuddle even after
        hundred sleepless nights
            But did the society?
One day she said she belonged to
               a different faith,
  though I never read it on her
                        face,
            I never learnt it
         when we gossipped
      possibly it was our fate
may be we were not  for each   
              other mate !
till that date we have never met
till that day every moment I hardly  
                      spent
God never made the barriers,
                    we did
   God never created religions 
               Society did //
     If I get those days  back again.    
                and I wish
I was not that high school lil Jack,
   I promise  I wanna ask myself
why did not you say anything at    
                   her face?
    why did I accept that as  
                    my fate !
I want to know are you happy  
     are you ok with all those    
                 prejudices,
    with all those myths and.    
                 blatant lies,
   that has nothing to do with us    
                   my friend //
   Then I realized its not that simple
   because you and I , we all belong to
              this Cruel society
     where still some mugs live/
    with their long straucht arms
        to condemn you and me,  
   to outcast my you and your me
    Still I want to ask you dear
why could not you dare to ask
     if not them atleast to me
   it was  really  you or your me
    that asked me to leave ? maybe
its the  differences that told us to  
       apart or  its the society who
               played her tricks,
  to safeguard her  status-quo and  
                   age-old bricks //
    I wish We  had been born
              as adam and Eve,
    I hope  we were  born in that
                        society,
     where hardly any differences
                         exist
this mismatch is nothing only the    
                icebergs' tip
      differences are more than
       that we could ever think
  God has not set the barriers we did,
                 you and I did //
This poem is written to address a particular aspect of our life.
no political or hatemongering motive behind this
Andrew Layman Apr 2020
Drain the venom with your pen
write it out,
until it wraps around you.

Stem the bloodflow
use it as a tourniquet
spit out the poison onto paper.

This world was made to devour
unhinging its jaw,
seeking to binge on us.

Do not be afraid
be forewarned;
take off the head of the hydra
and be resolved to continue with the cause.
INTO THE UNKNOWN, Copyright © 2020 Andrew Layman
All Rights Reserved.
Breathe in energy
Breathe in light
Breathe in prosperity
Breathe in delight

Feel limbs relaxing
Feel more flow
Feel greater confidence
Watch your dreams grow

Breathe in radiance
Breathe in health
Let your breath resonate
With the rhythm of wealth

Feel the guidance
From above
Breathe in the plan for you
Created in love
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Stone Jan 2020
how is it I'm so uneasy
how is it that you've been fine
life reveals what it's dealt through seasons
circle comes around each time

you're above
over me
you're feeling the love
above
craving unconditional love
inspired by Mad Season "I'm Above"
Butterfly Dec 2019
You said that you still have the picture of me.
And the only thing I wonder
That picture is the most ugliest thing that exists
That thing should be burned
I wanna laugh until I can't breathe with you
But I know I'll cry until I can't breathe
Why the **** is the poem here and not above
francine Dec 2019
as above, so below
as good, so evil
as within, so without

is what they say,
contemplating on morals.

they say its the same,
but is it really.

as above, so below
as good, so evil
as within, so without

these aren't the same,
these are opposites.

above isn't the same as below,
good isn't the same as evil,
within isn't the same as without,

they are pure opposites,
and yes,
one could not exist without the other.
just a thing,
Colm Nov 2019
Smooth as softened alabaster
Their scent to you an immeasurable bliss
Where the sun tucks the moon beneath his chin
Rests an endless dream no more than a wish

(4LINE)
This series is all about containment. Quick and expressive. My kind of people.

The vision - A Lovers Embrace From South Pacific
George Krokos Nov 2019
The love between us isn't as it ought to be
for true love is much deeper than the sea.
We both stay on the surface breathing air
but love dives deep in one's heart there.
We seem to give in diminishing returns
whereas love pours out more as it burns.

The problem lies in our incompatibility
and physical attraction we think is free.
Appearances can be very deceiving here
together with ignorance born out of fear.
We both desire and need the same thing
though for all we know it isn't as lasting.

We're so demanding in a shallow way
but love doesn't ask for things to play.
If love bothers us with a good reason
it's because of the time in due season.
Our lives are caught in an invisible net
and real love will draw us together yet.

Love and beauty often will go hand in hand
and there's nothing that they can't withstand.
Two people looking for love are sure to meet
no matter in what conditions they both greet.
The love and beauty they'll see in each other
will be like the kind found in any true mother.
--------
We are all looking for unconditional love
that may only be found in the Divine above.
________
Written early in 2019.
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