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The Fog, the Sun and the Kiss

The Fog, The Sun and the Kiss
Jatin Gauttam
March 7th, 2016. 


Holding hands, warming grace,
On the roof of a chilling space,
A colder time in January, I guess,
Breathing sighs were our closing phrase...

We sat there whole night, talking things,
Time passed by, counting heart felt strings,
Still holding hands, it felt so loving,
Cared not to foresee where this was going...

Then you laid your head on my shoulder,
I ridden your hand just to hug you closer,
It seemed blessing in the chills of night,
What amazing picture one could get of sight...

Closing in, our hearts matched the frequency,
Then time just took a leap, magically fancy,
Well that moment was, the best of the kind,
I remember every second as it was heartly abide...

First hands, then hearts and then our lips met,
Just then morning comes, shredding the fog to bed,
Nature blessed as we stood kissing amid of that bliss,
Witness were The Fog, the Sun and our magical kiss... :)


Gossip

Gossip
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

O scratchy ear 
Why you itch 
Is someone near ?
I am just sitting down
Looking at a tile 
Which is plastered down
On a floor
With an empty soul.
I contemplate
With frightly expectations.
No thing is guaranteed.
I hear scandal
Lip's are describing me
Heartly tearing me
Their word's are not dear
Tearing right down to the bone.
They myth and they lie
Festering my flesh.
Their knives are long
Castor could be right ..
Pollux could be wrong
Bright stars dim me light
Gemini's out of sight
Their justice talking
Music to my ears ?
Or lyrical decadence
What is the difference ..
In their deceit
There to amuse
Their lie's of me.
Their bugs don't hurt
They stab in my back
Right into my pride.
Word's sorely heard.
Form: ABC

I Love You - Dad

My Dad,
You are the strength of life,
You are like a waving winds of rife.
During childhood,
You shout, You beat,
but  I knw frm your heart you dn't bitterly 
treat.
Its bcz of your efforts we reached here 
today.Dad I am very proud of you.

You always had supported to reach our 
goal.Its because of you, me and bro had 
completed our masters.

You are one of the precious stone who 
always is potential enough to handle the 
things with mom's support.

Your sincere, arduous work throughout 
this many years had made you reach here 
today.

You always had been willing to pour rain 
and always we feel rejuvenated in our life.

Its because of you destiny miraclelously 
changed.

We all heartly congratulate you for your 
retirement.

Loads of love and wishes for your 
upcoming life.Thanks for everything you 
did for us till date and I am sure enough 
you will shower your blessings 
throughout.
© Maddy Sp  Create an image from this poem.
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Premium Member Heartly Natters-

Hartley matters heart just beating arms empty holding no one heart matters face Saturn parts yearning tears flowing fall falling to the ground watering the shattered seed Humanities smashes heart does it matter beating life's blood thinking for love muscles pumping fluids blood where is the love heart matters just greedy just wants to be loved heart matters energized circumcised cut reshaping loves not X excited yet brightened no longer excited heart beating love is gone fleeting never flourished never grew no longer excited heart speeding loves gone never came just wishful dreaming not reciprocal hardly matters

1/21/23
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23

Second Thoughts

Falling in love with someone  

You can never be with. 

Hiding behind a filter photo 

A smile, body gestures 

As a poet, we feel  

We see, we separate 

Our words with emotion 

So tired, so tired my heart (Elizabeth Browning) 

Even the tone throughout our write 

Any reader can pick up on it. 

And sometime interpret them wrong 

Endless love, a little gratitude, and 

most important for my soul 

Peace and happiness,  

Do I trust myself enough? 

to give myself to another 

Falling in love with someone  

You can never be with, whole Heartly, 

Is a dangerous move, a slippery slopes demotion? 

Once again do I trust myself enough to give away 

To another person, because of a smile? 

Should I say that I am fallen, 

And I can’t get up?


SHIDDAT

"SHIDDAT" it's not just a word to express,
But an emotion and desire to be felt by someone for someone.
It's something way beyond madness and going crazy for not just a thing,
But for something special which gives:
- the meaning to our life,
- the purpose to our journey,
- the desire to our soul,
which we try to chase every second and every moment in our life.

From our journey till we reach our destination,
Each and every moment, effort and sacrifice is the proof of our
unconditional love, passion and devotion as "Shiddat" 
It's not just a thing but a madness , an unconditional way
our soul expresses in every moment of our life as "Shiddat"
 
"SHIDDAT" could mean anything for anyone ,
But for me it's the purest love, feeling a true dedication , a heartly devoted and desired feeling.
Just as a way beyond anyone couldn't even imagine
Which I feel and express through my soul 
Throughout my journey till I accomplish my purpose of my life........

He moves freely

Copying the success tale of myth
He moved ahead to the orphan green
A vast forest of fast opportunity
Display was of lovely frames
A sound of track with hustling cracks
He relied on relief of hacks
A cozy kinder of lightning trail
He chose one precious gift alright! 

The talks begin to amplify
The words became the works over night
A close choice of heartly fellow
Sincere attack of pain and sorrow
It's the might of the fairy forest
He decided a lack of theory worlds
The maniac he was, he survived
Avalanche of hypnotizing eye
Restless body still moves freely
A part of him stays in the forest

Crown of Thorns

Crown of Thorns            

A trace of thorns you are 
on my body,
I am an eternal traveller, 
never stopping.

You are the bitter predicament 
of my comfort,
Traces of sensual pleasures -
The mist of a veil is 
my constant reminder.

You wound the stubble of my heartly thorns,
I stand alone on the dusty conflagration
Gazing towards an endless void,
I am bridled with the burning pain of the
thorns...

My gaze tirelessly roves,
Prickly are the thorns,
With malediction entwined...

I am drowning in a sweaty torrent,
I am plunging into thorny depths,
bloody and overworked 
from the struggle,
I yield myself to 
the decision of fate.
Form: Lyric

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