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Jenna Mar 2019
pots filled with life

brimming with memories

light, a mother's caress

water, ingredient to growth

waiting for the opportunity

to stand tall and beautiful

no other, the same
Philomena Mar 2019
Ups and Downs
Sideways, Inside-Out
But at the end of everyday i'm in your arms

You're just human
And I couldn't ask for more
Because my past is full of monsters
So human is a nice change

And I know it's not flashy or shiny
It's not perfect and pretty
But it's mine
And I wouldn't trade it for the world

I don't care if it is never like the movies
I've never been one for the silver screen
Because flowers fade and die but rocks are forever
And this is solid as rock

Tears and fits put you on edge
But you have no clue as you try to help me reach perfect
Just how far I've come with you
Because you shine so much brighter than the darkness in my heart

And I cant remember the last time I dreaded sunrise
Because the long nights of my past made morning a mere dream
But now I could lay in the darkness forever
As long as I have you by my side

I know you're not perfect
I'm not either
But at the end of the day you're perfect to me
Hello bean
Jennifer Medrano Mar 2019
Paper Plane Girl, what holds you up?

Perhaps it is the air that fills your lungs
And hollows out your bones and veins
So that they become nothing but catacombs.

Or maybe it all goes up to your pretty head,
Inflating your cells and the idea of yourself,
And you float like a balloon with limitless air.

But you are a paper airplane without fuel
And when you finally carry yourself into space
There will be no wind to fly you anywhere
Or gravity to pull you back from loneliness.
Jenna Mar 2019
Footprints in the sand
led me back to where I stand
the sun slaps me with a glare
a convincing circular dare

Shell beneath my feet
looking all innocent and sweet
the foamy wave
fills my hollow cave

Glitter sprinkled on the ground
birds overcast with a distant gnawing sound
her eyes were a clearer than the blue
Dear Daughter, you shame the view
Beauty is in the
Eye of the beholder

Sadly my eye
Is not a fan
Of it’s view
MJL Mar 2019
Sitting in a bowl of fruit
I hold a flower
Paint me with vivid colors
Make me look pretty
Or possibly as a reverent clown
With big floppy feet
In a contemporary return to classics
For the world to look and ask
"What did the artist mean with that banana, and why is that clown sitting on peaches holding a tulip?"


© 2019 MJL
Just a play on the definition of still life and contemporary art.... More than what people paint us to be.
Amtul Hajra Mar 2019
There are people
Under the sea.
Solitary,
Miserable
And exquisite.
They keep concealed
The treasures
Beneath them.
The beauty
Of which
Is incomparable.
I've only caught
Quite glimpses of them
In dreams.
As you know now,
They like to be veiled
With the cloth of the sea.
Take me,
To the lighthouse
Which is built
In their heart,
And allow me
To Uncover
The pre-eminent
Pearls.
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
मन गोरा, रंग गोरा चंचलसी अदाए
दिवाने बनगँए हम देखकर उन निगाहँे
य खुबसुरती तुने पाइ कहाँसे ?——२

समलकर चल्ना जालीम हे हर नजर
दवाकर रख्ना अप्नी बढ्ती धढ्कन
बन्द कर्दो होठपे लव्ज अप्नी
कम न पढे खुबसुरती तुम्हारी ——२

राहोमे तुम्हे भट्का सक्ता हे कोही
आवाज देकर बुला सक्ता हे कोही
बन्द कर्दो दिलके सारे दरवाजे
कम न पढे खुबसुरती तुम्हारी ——२

सकल तुम्हारा उस चाँदनीकी तरह
साँस तुम्हारा उस चमेलीकी तरह
दिल तुम्हारा  उस मोमकी तरह
य खुबसुरती तुने पाइ कहासे ?——२

उम्मीदे मराहँे जिनेका गम पिकर
दिप लग्ताहे हस्ता हो मेरे उपर
आइनो ने मुझसे बन्द कर्र्र्र्दी बातँे
समलकर चल्ना जालीम हे हर नजर ——२

मीलाव जुत्फे अप्नि मतलव निकाल सक्ता हे कोही
गिरालो अाँचल अप्नि देख् सख्ता हे कोही
बन्द करो होठ अप्नि पुछ सक्ता हे कोही
य खुबसुरती तुने पाई कहाँसे ?——३
Genre: Romantic Gazal
Theme: You are Beautiful
memoona kazmi Mar 2019
and if i ever get a chance,
to let you see from my eyes,
i'll show you,
how that smile of yours is,
i'll show you ,
how perfect you look in your own skin,
i'll show you,
that you don't need anything else,
to make yourself pretty,
coz you in real means,
are a masterpiece......
-memoona kazmi
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