When i see you, I'm surprised.
Because youre more beautiful than i could have ever imagined.
You're more beautiful than all views I've seen
You're better than all the places I've been
Being with you feels like a dream
Everytime i see you, you make my heart flutter
Nd ur stunningness starts to make me stutter.
When im with you i get butterflies in my stomach..
I can't even believe me luck,
Ive met someone so terrific
If you want me to tell you why
You give me butterflies
I could give you hundreds of reasons.
If life was a race you wud be the prize.
If life was a game ud be the ultimate achievement
If it was a sport you would be first place..
I can't even began to describe how you make me feel
Leaning my head against your shoulder feels so surreal..
No matter what life has put me through,
When with you, everything's fine
Because I'm in love with in you..
And i don't think thats going to change with time
You're the only person im scared to lose.
i can't help my feelings for you
Nd i know obviously ull refuse..
But i had to say it
I mean it all from my heart,it's true..
There was a thief, name of Lonnie Lumpkin
Accused of stealing a thousand pumpkins
He put them in trees
They stank in the breeze
Wud-ja expect from a Count-Tree Bumpkin
Well one always wishes for that wich,
Isnt entirely possible,
Bits n bytes,
But not full mights,
Anyway it wud be better to hav som,
Yet then wat wud b the difference,
Of the biggest reward,
If u aready take ur pleasure now,
So to speak,
Patience has been a key,
Of all times success,
So God Willing,
Let’s dive in!
She was the one always in trend..
She was the one everyone want to befriend..
She was charming loyal and true..
She wud always stick by u..
She was there in ur every need..
But u never payed her heed..
She was the joke when u need to laugh..
She brought tht food when u almost starve..
She was the shoulder when u need to cry..
She was the motivation in all your try..
She gave you hug when u were low
Now you see her as if you don't know..
She is the one whom u almost forgot..
Slowly slowly deleted all her record..
She never finds anyone for her there..
May be her birthday parties were rare..
She is the one who cries all night
Trying to figure out what's not right...
She is the one who is forgotten
She now feels all friendships are rotten..
She can scream and she can shout..
But there isn't anyone to hear her out..
She's getting forgotten by each passing day..
Not only by friends but by her own way..
Struggling with a forgotten dame
People don't even remember her name..
U are too busy to even care...
One day she just won't be there..
*Savitri, a celestial soul or a mortal being?
Encapsulated in a physical form are you that cascading spring?
Just like the source of life,
just like the squeal of a new born,
immaculate and bright are you an offspring of Aurora**?
In your mother’s womb as you grew,
your mother wud have been overwhelmed in seeing God in her flesh.
Watching and feeling this little miracle grow in her,
a soul inside her yet to see the world.
Awaiting the day to love and to be loved,
waiting eagerly for a little pink finger to hold.
Didn’t she whisper to you,
to sleep peacefully in the warmth of her water?
As she knew for sure about crashing storm outside that was in store for you.
You slept in her peacefully so,
soon enough to discover the taste of your tears.
(*Savitri – One of the greatest actors of South India, Savitri Gemini Ganesan
**Aurora- the Roman mythological goddess of dawn and also the princess in the popular fairy tale Sleeping Beauty.)
©Chitra Arun
I wish to have a house by the sea,
with spring blossoms tucked.
Peaceful, would be my solitude,
with the music of the gushing waves.
I peep out of my little modest blue door,
to the never-ending vast blue canvas.
Walking on the shore,
trying to hold a little sand under my toes.
Sitting on the little chair there with the breeze gently caressing me,
My only worry is may the tide not reach under my chair.
Thinking of this itself gives me a high,
I wonder how I wud unravel the mysteries of the Sea?
©Chitra Arun
If I were a plane
I would have flown her to the heavens.
if I were a ship
I would have sailed her past the sea of rebirth.
If i were a tall grass
I wud have knelt in awe of her beauty.
Even if i were a simpleton
I wud have followed her till my knees failed me.
South of 80th.street & west of the Dan Ryan ,
Thairs a haunted valley , & I aynt living !
It looks like it used 2 B , a parking lot for trucks !
But now it's just a landing pad 4 ducks !
It's a nice place 4 piknix , x-sept 4 it being haunted ! Like macdonald,s is ,
A nice place 4 breckfast , x-sept that burgers R wunted !
Maybe we can bild an orbital eluhvaytor thair! & a barber shop 4 ball hedded girls
Hoo Badley need sum nair !
It's just south of the railroad tracks ! South of wair toys-R-us used 2 B ,
If sum wun wud put a dor in the fence ,west & south of thair .
P-pul cud git 2 the near by wite cassil easilly !
It's big Eenuff 2 play softball at. I cud hit home runs thair ,
Win I swing the bat . I wonder how much the leegoes cost ?
At the near by mall . & thairs a doenut stor ,
Wair I can by them all!...
She was d ice maiden,
Narcissism in full glory,
Bt behind her evry action,
Der was an untold story,
She had luvd a lil too much
Nd betrayed by one too many,
Wic had shaped her as such,
Dat she was cynical nd meany,
Relationships she now shuns,
Her quest for luv was all done,
Luv was now only for fun,
She was lonely, yet wanted no one...
Den came a devil in disguise,
Wid d most beautiful, glossy eyes,
Descending from d red tinted skies,
To evry lady in town ,he told lies,
D prettiest of dem, he wud chase
Winnin dem ovr wid gems and lace,
He took his fill frm each by turn,
The used ones den ,he wud spurn,
A chanced encounter between dem occurs,
And sparks flew frm both corners,
Cud he be different,he thought frm afar,
Nd der he felt his heart acting bizzare,
For her,he vowed to giv up his lust,
For him, she was again willing to trust,
It was a game of seek and chance
A chance to let go,nd find real romance,
Do dey find heaven or do dey find hell,
Only time shall tell,only time shall tell...
When it comes to perception,
Every one is an exception...
Carrying someone elses perception,
sometimes can b a deception...
If we all wud think d same,
Lyf wud b a perfect game...
With no differences in our mind,
to the same concept we all wud bind...
the period which we wud be remembering ,
the future which will be depending,
the memories which wud be everlasting ,
and our actions will be energising .
is engineering.
engineering
the entrance we write for our upcoming,
intially determined for studying ,
later start njoying,
engineering, the period
where friends are wings,
friendship is everything ,and
everyone will be flying with caring and sharing.
it is engineering
where
mistakes will be guiding ,
semisters wud be coming and going,
years will be passing ,
backlogs wud be following,and
relationships will be strengthening.
it is engineering, were
thoughts wud be optimising ,
professors wud be supporting,
career wud be passionating,
and our parents wud be worrying.
it is engineering
were,
farewell will be our last meeting,
everyone wud be crying for missing,
and later start thinking for money making.
yes ,
this is engineering
the path fr our growing ,
which everyone wish for persuing,
and the perfect period for educating......
I wud luv 2luv again, becuz once I felt I did
It appeared enjoyable, until we met that ruff n rugged end
Its funny with how ya world turns from being sweet 2 a bitter sour
Then bacc to sweet again, like da sour patch kids
But being da man I've grown 2be, I've gotten a sweet tooth again
Lately, there's been another special lady to myself
But I wouldn't know how to begin......
She's beautiful in many ways, that she doesn't even realize
I love da skin she's in, her smile, her style, her humor n complex mind
Tho she can be difficult at times, truthfully I like it this way
A possible future of happiness, but only God could say
But if left up to me, we'll be happy always
All it takes is for her to open up 2 me, n I'll do da same
Then we could enjoy more than each others body
Becuz I want more for us n 2 give her all
So let's unite mentally, spiritually, emotionally n share wit each other our hearts
By: Quiayren Young
As v all xpct on d beginning of a
year
For it to b a happy 1 n nt just a
mere
I wsnt 1 of those peer
cz I knew it wud b all of tear..
Twas a year of hardship
Twas a year of failure
Twas a year I wont like again
It became smthing kind of a
deadly fear..
Twas a year of clashes
Twas a year of pain
Twas a year dt I wud like 2
erase frm my life n drain..
D only happy thing ws my
birthday
Aftr which all d days I thot why
I tuk birth on sm day..
Days r passing by
Nyts r gone
I m still in search of d happiness
dt I ws 2 b blessd upon..
D year has cm 2 an end
And d search too
Bt I still cudnt find it
Neither in me nor in u..
D year has taught me hw harsh
lyf cn b
Wid evry new day u c
Wid evry new struggle wid d
break of d dawn
I fear this will go on n on n on..
Wid a new hope I wanna begin
d new year
Even though I knw it isnt gonna
b a 1 dt wud b dear..
Wid a hope I wanna end d year
Nt hopin 2 c evr a new year..
was sitting on a warm floor coated with green layer....
watching light covering d clouds dark haze...
my eyes r getting closed as was strucked by dream catcher...
a flash back has been started in my mind of u as a maze...
pictures of u has been wrapped in my thoughts ...
a glow of mine can be seen staring at u...
love ws d magic behind glow and all aughts...
a crystal line has been formed around it following cue...
suddenly echo of your voice has been heard ...
cracking of that line.. beneath leaving my heart burning..
quick reverse journey started in my eyes which was vizard...
i was sitting in that floor alone watching my love crushing...
i stood there as was lifted up by my hope hands both sides...
i looked for a tree through which clouds cannot be seen...
i lay down there washing my eyes through tears....
but hope has been there by my side and my heart in between...
love pari
if u likd d poem or if didnt ...just put ur input wid cmnts....i wud love to observe dt..
A angry sky, as cauld as Loch Lomon'
fair drew me out from cot o' peat, an' bed.
The wolves wus wailin', an' thund'r respond'd
Ah gather'd tam, me tartan, an' dug Red.
To 'orse ah took an' found the 'erd sam 'urt.
The 'ungry wolves 'ad already fed.
Inta the bi'er blaw, the rill ah skirt
thro braes a white, t'ward ham an' fire burnin'
the bleatin' sheep, the 'orse an' ah alert.
We wud mak it hame, stomaches churnin'
O smell the peat fire on the wild wind now,
'ear the cows faint distant ca', a lowin'
'erself wud know, we'r near ta the brow.
Noo, we 'ad beat the storm hame, an' kep' me vow.
Dedicated to Jimbo Goff & James Fraser
and the spirit of Robin Burns
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