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Zywa Jun 28
You're missing something,

so we wait, impatiently --


you break off your search.
Novel "Die Aufzeichnungen des Malte Laurids Brigge" ("The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge", 1910, Rainer Maria Rilke), chapter #43, Oft, wenn Besuch dawar, hieß es, daß Schulins sich einschränkten (Often, when there was a visitor, it was said that the Schulins were economising)

Collection "Held/True"
What is hunted for?
For who is searched for?
What is sought?

From nature: knowledge - compassion.

From the cosmos: companions - patience.
The nature of the cosmos, the cosmos being a nature.
Piyush Jun 26
Patience,
A little more patience.
Wait through the days,
With no expectations.

Dedication,
Followed by frustration.
I live in imagination,
Devoid of reciprocation.

Communication,
To sort the relation.
Before you fade,
Into silent celebration.

Desperation,
Still the hesitation.
Locked in forever,
In this realization.
Mariah Jun 17
Maybe it was dumb...
     but I had a lot of fun


  getting nothing done

                                                           ­     :)
That's the life
Elemenohp Jun 7
I want nothing more than to touch your heart, but I will never reach for it.

Instead I will build it a sanctuary.
Sacred grounds where none else shall enter - a home of its own.
Where ivy climbs columns, reaching toward the fountains overflowing with love - radiating with purity, honesty and compassion.
With a place to lay your head, and let all worries slip away, to be carried off by songbirds which sing your favorite tune.
Where every plant as you pass by, has flowers dramatically bloom.
For this space, as well as I, would do anything, for you.
Henryk Jun 2
The things we feel, they capture me like a spell
What will happen,  only time will tell.

At night we talk about the day, just how much it means to me, I dare not say.

Love can be a feeling, a taste a smell.
But how do I know its real?

Only time will tell.

Careful you must be about saying such words, for all is watching, all is seen and heard.

But how can we not, these thoughts dont quell. What should I do?

I do not know, but only time will tell.
Dency May 31
Hope doesn't always promise a return, Sometimes it's enough to hold your hand
For just a little while
Until the ache softens
Until your smile returns without guilt
Untill your heart feels light
Even whet it's alone.

And when the world feels heavy,
And silence grows too loud,
Remember hope's quiet hand
Is never far
It stays,
Waiting patiently
To lead you home.
Adnan Shabbir May 23
Kya pareshaniyan hai yeh intezaar,
Na Khabar, na paigham, na iblagh

What distress this waiting is?
No news, no message, no communication

Aate jaate hain duniya waalon magar,
sakht sozish rehta hai seene mein, yeh intezaar

People come and go in the world,
But a sharp pain remains in my chest, this waiting

Ache aqwaal karte hai bekhauf se,
Lekhin ghari tik tik karta hai, yeh intezaar

They speak words of comfort fearlessly,
But time ticks away slowly, this waiting

Mahine beet gaye mausam guzarte, kya barqarar?
Aatish-e-rut mahol dil mein, yeh intezaar

Months have passed, seasons have changed, what remains?
The fire of longing in my heart, this waiting

Ab yeh jazb aur zakham-e-rooh kya faida?
Shukriya kehta Nacheez, yeh intezaar

Now (after all of this), is there any benefit to this intense passion and spiritual wound?
Nacheez says thank you, in this waiting
Sam S Jun 3
Part IV

(The Spirit’s Voice)

I am not wing, nor thorn, nor spell…
but I watched them all when the silence fell.
I heard the hum, I felt the break,
the tremble when the bond did quake.

They all forget, but I remain,
carved in ash and choked in rain.
I carry names the world let go,
pressed like fossils deep below.

When bloom and buzz are echoes thin,
I keep the shape they once lived in.
And if the wind still cares to hear,
I’ll whisper truth through root and year.
Gentle breeze,
Softness that touches ears.
It comes and goes.
It does what shows.
It is mutual.
It brings scents of sweetness,
Or brings clouds of death.
But to tell why,
You may hold your breath.
Do not worry,
It is not what’s due.
Love in patience,
Will always- walk back to you.
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