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amber Apr 2018
you promise comfort,
but I see nothing but chills,
in your eyes.
Sabila Siddiqui Apr 2018
“I keep expecting people to care. To worry about me. To pull me back when I push them away. To be my umbrella on the rainy days. To try harder, ask and reach out. But when they don’t, it breaks my heart. I know it sounds irrational, but I feel disappointed. And once I’ve healed from the experience, I go back to hoping once more. It’s like I never learn my lesson.” Each word reeked of despair and regrets as they slipped off my tongue.
“Yeah, I understand you. I do the same.” She said in the most reassuring of ways with her hand holding mine. Her ocean blue eyes were comfortingly soft and deep with wisdom. “The only thing that really has been getting me through is trusting myself enough to care when someone doesn’t do the same. To catch myself when someone else doesn’t.”
(A Psalm of Expectation.)

Seeking deliverance,
Day and night I cry unto God
And would not be satisfied.
How long, O Lord,
Until my deliverance is come?

My heart securely
Trusts your word.
You are my salvation
And the anchor of my soul.

Protector from all harm,
And a refuge from the storm.
My battle-axe and shield
In the war of life.
Stronghold, high tower,
And a shield from strife.

O God my Strength,
My helper and guide—
The cleft of the rock
In which I can hide.
I will trust in you.
Holding on to past Recollection  of happiness

Itching to gain back the people that we were

at Some point, no save  point , we lost where we were

We had dreams and made schemes for our future endeavors together

Like erosion our foundation became weathered

With time, Will we rebuild each other or will this ship perish and sink beneath the vision  of unforgotten finish line.
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2018
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She was too young to die
He was too old to live

A new day begins.
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Genre: Haiku
Theme: A  touch of thought
Kathleen M Mar 2018
Do you know
The shape of the my mind
The glimpses I catch
Give me a fright
Pretty please tell me
What do you see?
Are the images less frightening
Than I've known them to be

How do I put it together
How does the baggage become the feather
The philosophy tells me
What Will be will be
And acceptance of the facts is the way to be free
Free of expectations
And the following disappointment
An accidental acquisition easily defeated by intention
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
“Son, how much did you score?”
●10/10
Beside you, who else did score that?
     ●2 others
“You have to work much harder”, she told.

Let me know,
If possible, scores above 10/10.
I’d like to join too.
Theme: Expectation Vs. Investment. [Roadside conversation]
Maxx Feb 2018
i had the sweetest dream- that rain was falling, the sweetest dream that when it ended, i ended. and rain was falling and tears were falling and i was smiling, at all the destruction left in my wake, and rain was falling. that day of my wake i wake up in bed, nothing has been destroyed there are no tears, not at my wake.

but it is still raining
consequences can only be imagined
and they will never be
what you imagine them to be
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