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K Balachandran Jan 2019
Inwards turns my gaze,
From solitary sun deck;
Find eternal light!
Becca Dec 2018
they tell me how to live my life
and do you know the funny thing about that?
the funny thing is,
is that they don't know the nights
the reasons
that's lead to the bags under my eyes
Wai Phyo Win Dec 2018
Open my eyes; frozen and dry
I see your face rarely smile
Your trust never left me behind
Who's holding the Ace; when and where and why?

Keeping us in far distance; why?
Is the race really worthwhile?
Courage to disgrace in blind
Retrace; rational database won't lie

Barricade; between us high up sky
Trespass fury field to tie
Sacrifice like samurai
Give advise with precise; to qualify
Shofi Ahmed Dec 2018
Bloomed upon a star!
The setting sun sliding far
into the twilight pool
captured the picture!

Eye on the bumblebee!
That was first to bask in the sun
thinking that it dove to the length
into the shades of the midday rose.
There it's silhouette gets caught
is half-lit on the bank
of the milky way brook.

Shades of blue put
in the mix an inky shadow.
Oh, what’s in an unseen hue?
The sprawling black night puts
a veil on the day on every eyeball.  
Guess what it’s anyone's guess!
Even the leading light of the day
the sun shuffles an acre of the night
blindfolded down the full moon!
Masin Dec 2018
Look up to the sky
My heart is wide

Ill give you my camera
I want see what attracts your eye
Maxim Keyfman Dec 2018
nostalgia again
again my soul is living my eye
my hearing my words my language
all my music and all my days

nostalgia again with me
nostalgia again owns me
as always like that rainy day
when autumn leaves were like snow

nostalgia again with me
nostalgia again owns me
oh my gosh what do i do
what to do what to do now

nostalgia nostalgia again
come again again again
there comes no escape from her great steps
don't go run away never sleep

17.12.18
Mitch Prax Dec 2018
With eyes like that,
you could rule the world, baby.
Irises that gleam like
beautiful brown pearls
in between those eyelashes
clams could only dream
of becoming.
Solaces Dec 2018
For a moment for a second I saw a shadow face in the sky..
Its eyes were made of pale light and false shine..
They were watching us..
One of us one of the same..
They created it all..
They ran everything..
Deep underneath..
And high above..
Their eyes could see us all in single moments of our own..
Each of them would have an equal to us all..
I was once part of them..
But then I fell asleep..
I have now awoken in the hills of forgotten eyes..
A place where their shadow shine eyes could not see..
They are called "The Hyperion."
They map out all of our lives..
Earth is just a chess board..
For all of us to die..
A chess board where we are all of the pawns..
While they are the kings and the queens..
But one pawn has made it to the otherside..
Unseen by them..
I will take them from the inside..
Just me as one..
Just me as everyone..
A very starnge dream I had..
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