OUR TIME

OUR TIME
by Dhaye

From my book Breathing Thoughts Vol.1 (Kinds and Forms of Poetry) https://www.createspace.com/4743484

Love Me Again (Rondeau)

Love Me Again (Rondeau)
by Dhaye

A Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR.

WHISPER

WHISPER
by Dhaye

WARNING: PURE FICTION. DO NOT TRY ANYTHING LIKE THIS.

You Can't Be Mine

You Can't Be Mine
by Dhaye

but I still love you...

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The Winds Of Change

The Winds Of Change
by Akanksha Chowdhury

What is more beautiful than the first shower and the roars of clouds, the fragrance of moist soil and the pleasantness it brings along!

Dear You ^_^

Dear You ^_^
by joe03lyn22

A blatant silence in my mind that only the wind can devour and discern its meaning.

New Hope of Life

New Hope of Life
by symphony

The hope to live a life .

Friends No More.....

Friends No More.....

by Hazel D'Silva

Was it for real........or was it a dream?

Nightmares

Nightmares

by awriterindeed

Nightmares are not really nightmares if you're having them even if you're awake

Pillows and Sleeves

Pillows and Sleeves

by YorkGewatter

Talk through your tear stained sleeve
and wipe them from your eyes
Tell me your pain,...

Each Thing

Each Thing
by Eienni

Would you rather want to know??....

The Tides of life

The Tides of life
by YorkGewatter

How rough are the tides of life?
and where do they take you?
...

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Beauty Upon a Mirror

Beauty Upon a Mirror

by YorkGewatter

Thy beauty upon a mirror
you do not see thy perfect smile
nay thy beautiful body...

Styx and Stones

Styx and Stones

by YorkGewatter

Styx and stones may break my bones
but my bones were never broken.
Maybe I heal too quick,...

his last call

his last call
by chizoba

Those who love us will always pick up when we call

Fake for Real

Fake for Real
by joe03lyn22

This is a poem for someone who's trying to do what is right but still no one appreciates.

FROM GIRL TO WOMAN

FROM GIRL TO WOMAN

by kelly

This poem is about changes we go through from a girl child to a woman or a .mother

Plastic Doll

Plastic Doll
by purpletears

Now, they are your owners...

EIGHTEEN

EIGHTEEN
by Manoj Barman

eighteen is an awkward age where we see the world in a different manner. sometimes we fall, sometimes we hurt and sometimes got disappointment. the poem elaborate the age...

Homesick!

Homesick!
by Akanksha Chowdhury

In this world full of violence, hatred, hypocrisy, hunger - both for food and for power, discrimination, I always look forward to my "home", the only place I find love and peace. But the question is can we not make the entire world our "home"?

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The Crescent Night

The Crescent Night
by Akanksha Chowdhury

The Moon has always fascinated me. Every night, in spite of the chill, I venture through the tranquil dark and take delight under the beautiful Moon which itself has always provided me with solace. This is a dedication in return of the joy granted!

Please Court Me Again, If the Feelings are still there

Please Court Me Again, If the Feelings are still there

by samewriter

This is a bit soapy. Found it along with my old notes :D Taaaahh, written during a lot of years ago and decide to post it here.

Seen

Seen
by Cyneburg's Field

Facebook connects people, but it also breaks hearts.

My Everlasting Sun

My Everlasting Sun

by samewriter

It is not everyday
When I could find someone like you
That is why from the very start...

Rough Road

Rough Road

by samewriter

Life has been too hard lately
Difficult to adjust
And so complicated to deal with...

Senses

Senses

by samewriter

I will not define colors
For I always get black and white
And in between is grey....

Don't let go

Don't let go
by bestdianneever

When you feel like the world is closing in on you, don't be such a feeler.