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kalo zadukr Dec 2020
I know, there are miles between us.

When someone smile at me just because
When someone give me a company without any reason
When someone just pay for the next person who needs change
They all reminds me your kindness and you.

I find your black long hair whenever I see some dark Columbus Clouds at the east corner of the sky.
During the rain, Nips fall by the back allay,
Your favorite flower remind you every rainy summer.
Whenever I walked at night by the quite neighborhood-
and hear Samina's soft song.
My heart start singing with your song like a spring bee.
Each Starry Starry night, I lost myself in you.

Somehow you seems to be everywhere.
You live around me in a distance of one hair.
I can see you around me everyday all year.

Although I may never just touch you anymore.
Aditya Roy Nov 2020
I drove all the way
Out here on an empty highway

Should I keep going
Or stay with the rust-colored sky

I'm not sure
But, I sure love the horizon's shine

The eclipse on the cacti
A bit of light colors the reptile

I know behind the blue sky
There's a diamond mine

But, a bit of dust never hurt anybody
So, I stay back searching for the oasis of my life
With many miles in sight
With many miles in sight

Before I sleep.
:) Love is the flower, let it grow. Also, there are no mistakes, only music.
distance makes the heart say you want her
"distance makes the heart grow fonder"
Adonis Yerasimou Apr 2020
I know I must pretend again. Just one more time.
I ought to show you indifference. Even though you were the first to admit that..
That I’m nothing to you. Just a piece of charcoal among burned trees.
A nothing. A nobody. A foreigner.
Something short and sweet! :)
Michael R Burch Feb 2020
Cherokee Proverb
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Before you judge
a man for his sins
be sure to trudge
many moons in his moccasins.

Originally published by The HyperTexts
Garrett Johnson Feb 2020
Moonlight on her sweater.

Alex took a 3rd.
Shot in her head.
Didn't know any better
She pins the 44 at the wall.
Skulking at the rain.
Tired of the poor of it all
The lie of the weather man.
The azure wind in her ears.
Words.
Saying that ran.
Behind the fears.
Left only foam from her mouth n her toes in the sand.



Garrett Johnson.
Only and not just.
Iggy Chuck Jan 2020
If you ever ask me
how I really feel about you,
I’ll say that 

even though we’re hundreds miles apart
I can still feel your fingertips
wander through the lining of my skin
and the warmth of your lips follow in cadence

I’ll say that 
I fall asleep thinking about you
and wake with you being my first thought

That’s how I feel,
I feel you all the time,
all over.
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