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Destinee Wilson Apr 2016
You are an angel sent from heaven above
But maybe it's all too good to be true
I don't understand why I'm feeling this love
All I know is that my heart stopped when I sat by you
On your porch looking at the night sky
I finally felt what it was like to fly
Spontaneous of me to show up here
Unexpected but I show no regret
Don't be shy don't disappear
This beautiful moment please don't forget
Wow wow spark boom
Look at the clouds
Look at the moon
Look in my eyes
Do you feel it too?
Why so shy, boy?
Baby just bloom
Your eyes shone in the reflection of the stars
They blink and flicker back to mine
In that remarkable moment I knew
I had never seen brown so beautiful
Until they reflected the color blue
JK Cabresos Mar 2016
Show me love on hundred waters
that drowned me closer to you,
show me the moon and stars
hidden on the night's shadows.
Show me cruelty on every mistake
that made you realized my worth,
show me tears when you leave,
and I will stay, waiting for you.

Our hearts are burning with fire
we meant to ignite in the dark,
our eyes are bewitched with lies,
we never mind, we lost the spark.

Show me care on purl stitches,
trying to cover every pain,
show me my wings and wishes
so I could move on and fly again.
Show me love on hundred waters
that drowned me closer to you,
and tell me it is over now,
tell me, so I can let you go.
Can someone suggest a title? Suggestions and Corrections for the betterment of this poem. Thanks.
Pax Mar 2016
loneliness has defined
this old soul.
Bittersweet melody
has tuned my way of
living.

I don't know how much
my heart could stand
the weight and wait
for that simple moment,
that single spark
to feel alive
and stop breathing
the ashen smog of reality.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1410725/ashen-fields/
from ashen gray to ashen fields
comes, ashen smog...

do they care if I'm loved?

perhaps I'm too comfortable on my
own space and too confined to be bothered.

thank you for reading,
me...
We all are so terrified to live entity,
To genuinely be gracious,
To genuinely giggle,
Or howl .

And to pageant the world,
Who we truly are,
But yet, all so awed to die,
We are terrified of unfamiliar,
And loom.

To show our sensitivity, and our repentance,
Anxious of what others might convey,
To our face,
And trailing our back.

What's left to do?

I won't let myself douse,
In the agony of society,
Encompassing me.

I will emerge,
I will emotionally respect,
With every spark,
Of light in me.

I will be the discrepancy.
11.5.15
Libby DeLand Mar 2016
He is more than my boyfriend
He is my protection from harm
His lips are my wake up call
My morning alarm

The warmth of his breath
The caress of his hand
He makes me feel high,
Like I'm not on land.

When his thumb touches my lips,
Butterflies soar.
I stare him in the eye
We both need more.

He became my thoughts
I became his air.
I'm not in love,
I'm on my way there.
Sorry for the sappy poem. I really like someone
Praveen M N Mar 2016
The warmth in my heart,
or the glow on my face..
everything's amiss,
without your embrace.

Like the light that glows
In the shadows of the dark
You shine in my heart
My lil spark :)
Karen Nicole Feb 2016
did you feel that?
that thing they call
"spark"

because i did,
that one time
you touched my hand.
murf Feb 2016
Oh! A spark!
Better let the wind blow
Better not let this THING glow

For once it glows
It glows for a while
Slowly,
It gets difficult to survive
Who's choking who?
Nobody knows!
Killing it equally,
Faster then we built

It's like the cold steel now
Discomforting to touch,
Unbearable to handle.
Now, in the dark,
How do we light the candle?

Oh! A spark!
Better not let the wind blow
Better let this THING glow
Coleseph Nelzsun Jan 2016
She asked me, "Do you think you will ever meet 'the one'?"

I smiled because I see this as a trick question

"Well, no.." I replied..

She looked shocked

I continued.. "Because we all are the one"

You see I sincerely believe that love is a state of being

It is not as if you need some magical key that is only in the hands of one to unlock your heart

As long as the spark of love is in you and you can see that spark reflecting back to you in the eyes of your beloved you have found the "one"

But don't stress yourself with searching far and wide

Because you can arrive at this state of oneness with oh so many beautiful souls
when she says she wants to cut
upon the wings of her own feathered emotions
i was ignorant

when she said suicide was the only way out
and she needed a rope to grasp
i was ignorant

when she said she needed me
and i turned my back on her

she was gone

...but no more...
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