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Dhaye Margaux Oct 2015
Yeah, I am older and bolder
Reborn to be a fighter
Mature, yet I am responsible
Still not wanting any trouble

Getting older is not a problem
I am just wanting more time to be solemn
Quietude is a great opportunity
To evaluate my worth, my rights and duty

I am bolder, creativity is my passion
No time for heresays or wrong notion
I am teased by kindness and respect
Beauty is in the heart, not from what they expect

I am older and bolder,  just feel me now
I  was waiting for so long somehow
Explore my exotic beauty and madness
Take me, bathe me with your sweet kiss and caress

Oh, take me now, my love, I am yours
Lets have plenty of travels and tours
Take me to the heaven, take me to the moon
We will grow old together, our life will start soon!
Another mature piece...
Al Aug 2015
hello, i am a
writer, i am happy.
look at me smile.
look at me,
look at me—

no it’s not, you
dumb **** shut up,
you’re worthless,
you’re worthless,
you think you can be happy—

i am sad sometimes.
all the time—
half the time—
my lifetime—
where is the lie?

i am.
i am.
okay, i’ll be fine,
it’s fine,
okay, okay?
okay. yes, yes,
yesyesyes

look at me, i am
worthless stupid
******* amazing
shut up and look,
look at me don’t,

i don’t care i
don’t care i don’t
love you
 yes i do
i don’t care of course
it’s all i think about


stop stop stop,
don’t look at me,
i am too great,
too great, look,
look, i am on top,
the world is mine—

only in my head
only in my head
only in my head
shut up, shut up,
be quiet, i am tired!

leave me alone.
i don’t want to be alone.
help me be alone,
go away,
please.

please.
please.
please.

[…I don’t know what you mean.]

“I’m sorry, it’s nothing.”

*where is the lie?
for those of two faces (which one do you believe in?)

this is a bit of a mess (lol); i decided to deviate from my usual(?) style, and it turned out... strangely.
He brought out the light she lost in the dark.
Always lost and alone she was scared of that spark
Thoughts in her mind made her feel destined to be alone
Pondering if someone would save her and bring her to a place called home.
He gave her that hope; though he was soon to elope
Helping her down her dark hollow road
She felt like she had a due that was to be owed
To show him his efforts where helping her grow;
She conquered her demons and put on a show,
Slowly but surely she made her own lights
No longer was she scared like before on those dark lonely nights
Thanks to that man who gave her hope and a spark
She found a place she calls home now that her life is so stark.
gale Jul 2015
lost in your eyes, your smile,
          your laugh

over and over, it all seems to fall apart
          but in a blink of an eye it gets
          stitched back
          over and over it happens
          just like that

riches in actions and gestures
          you show

every little thing is made more
          precious by you

zenith, the peak, the best, the bold
         but still quite unsure

oh how i wish our future together
         is as definite as the sun sharing
         it's light with the moon
Jayanta Jun 2015
Brave - bold- bonny young are bloom here!
They have dream, desire and determination!
Preparing for peruse and practice,
Be desperate to   perform in perfection!

But we the elders try to eliminate them
In the name of enormity, efficiency and effectiveness;
Enable to create ground for their experiments
We are envious; don’t want to change our thought for them!
*
We fail to remember, their dreams are also our dream!
Because it’s grown up on the soil
What we prepare through our toil!
They grown up, as we prepare the soil!
*

But, brave, bold and bonny young are struggling  
Struggling to build their path to achieve their goal!  
Through a street which is full of snag, snobbery and sabotage
But they are poignant, they are pioneer.......
They look forward....!
*
Vacate the road for them now
Let them blooms further
To carry our seeds further!
Dedicated to the young people, who struggling by their heart and soul to chase their dream!
Lahela Jun 2015
Don't be so foolish to think you even belong anywhere.

If you were born to stay in one place, God would've made you a tree.
Simon Obirek Jun 2015
My thinking is in bold,
but my words in lower-case.

She dreams in italics,
but,
unfortunately,
speaks in CAPITALS.
Sydney Marie Jun 2015
THIS* isn't for YOU
THIS isn't for ME

THIS is for
my eyes

THIS is for
my ears

to understand
Nebek Wormer Jun 2015
Running to avoid the pain
Running to remain sane
Everything is fine in its place
Everything is fine in its place
-
Dont think that you're onto me
Lost tabs on myself
Been running all this time
To keep it on the shelf
-
To afraid to change
Im fine in these ways
Despite the apathy and stagnant days
Im fine in these ways

Hardly recognizable;
Reflections of my face
Shattered mirrors represent me
And all of my disgrace
-
Running to avoid the pain
Has driven me insane
Must break free from these ways
Everything is out of place

Everything is out of place
you can only run for so long until you become tired
Kerdell May 2015
People never listen to your noise, But could always hear your silence!
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