Light
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I look behind and after
And find that all is right,
In my deepest sorrows
There is a soul of light.

On The Sea's Bosom
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In blue sky floats a multitude of clouds --
White, black, of many shades and thicknesses;
An orange sun, about to say farewell,
Touches the massed cloud-shapes with streaks of red.

The wind blows as it lists, a hurricane
Now carving shapes, now breaking them apart:
Fancies, colours, forms, inert creations --
A myriad scenes, though real, yet fantastic.

There light clouds spread, heaping up spun cotton;
See next a huge snake, then a strong lion;
Again, behold a couple locked in love.
All vanish, at last, in the vapoury sky.

Below, the sea sings a varied music,
But not grand, O India, nor ennobling:
Thy waters, widely praised, murmur serene
In soothing cadence, without a harsh roar.

Appeal
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Oh, I am very weary,
Though tears no longer flow;
My eyes are tires of weeping,
My heart is sick of woe;

My life is very lonely,
My days pass heavily,
I'm wearing of repining,
Wilt thou not come to me?

Oh, didst thou know my longings
For thee, from day to day,
My hopes, so often blighted,
Thou wouldst not thus delay

thx alot dark, rehan & mansoor

Empathetic Heart
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Teeter on empty, tattered heart,
on the brink of catastrophe.
Awaiting for disaster to start,
happiness always eludes me.

A heart so full of empathy
enduring scars of a lifetime.
Feeling for others, sympathy
with such graciousness so sublime.

It matters not how hard I try,
the outcome can be predicted.
Foolish love I can not deny,
sad scenario depicted.

Among childhood fantasy,
happily ever after taught.
Growing up finding falacy,
into this sad dream I have bought.

Promises made, may not be kept,
discarded like yesterday's news.
Many nights alone as I wept,
realized I was born to lose.

When Breezes Blow
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I do not see but only feel,
the gentle breeze upon my face,
I feel my dreams go drifting by,
another time another place.

It gently blows from distant shores,
this zephyr traveling from afar.
whispering wind keep echoing,
give me strength in what you are.

Come stir the waves and make them swell,
unfurl your might upon the shore.
Consume me, over power me,
let me feel like never before.

Bring on the storm, make clouds roll by,
I hear you rustling, touching leaves,
you do not change when darkness falls,
remains the same, notion percieves.

Mighty swirls, nature comes on strong,
a tempest anticipated.
Its presence felt in many ways,
within the wind God created.

When Shadows Creep
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As shadows fall and shadows creep,
pain and sorrow drift into sleep.
Journey afar until the dawn,
broken hearts and tears to spawn.

Into darkness plummeted deep,
as crystal tears on pillow seep.
Unsure footing upon the path,
Twist and turn with ire and wrath.

Into madness, my living hell,
no one to catch me as I fell.
Depths of sadness all consuming,
midnight hour, shadows looming.

Frenzied spiral, dreamstate appears,
momentary escape from tears.
Blissful moments of tenderness,
night time lull from unhappiness.

Another dark night left behind,
fill with thoughts of shadowed mind,
God give me strength to face this day,
let my nighttime shadows drift away.

thx dears

Long Iron
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Infinite stretch of white metal,
Running parallel through unlimited access of territory,
Laid on mounds of defined camber,
Spaced at varying distances,
Connected by planks of resistant timber,
Criscrossing flexibly through a maze of routes,
Firmly stuck by tight screw; nut and bolt,
Welded to designer perfection,
In a kingdom of pointed stones,
And shady domains of tree foliage,
Bearing loads of flesh and cargo,
Along with metallic skeletons of speedy trains,
Excreting clouds of smoke as they pass,
Produced in coal chambers of captain room,
The train chugs blatantly,
With horns blaring in obstreperous unison,
Through steep slopes; cloistered tunnels,
Icy cliffs; steel bridges,
A jungle of stations; distant towns,
Embracing sticks of long iron rail,
On a compatible basis; for centuries of blissful travel.

hmm
a poem on train?
does it move u in some way?

thanx

ever so often
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ever so often
for no reason at all
you come to mind

every now and again
your face I see
as I gaze
into the stars

once in a while
your laugh I hear
through the busy background
of mouthing murmurs

ever so often
out of the blue
your presence I feel -

when the breeze
blows through my hair
or a butterfly
flutters by

you are
with me always

The Wonder Of You
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Breath of Heaven
Like fresh fragrance after the rain
Quenching my thirst
Her loyal love floods my heart's needs
Through compassion


I hear soft strings
As if an orchestra played
For love only
Nourishing silent lullabies
With gentle grace


Light poetry
Verses on the sheets of my soul
For all to read
So her eyes can behold my words
Blue as oceans


Devotion's tongue
Speaks crystal clear into night skies
Of Unity
Between the lines of life and death
Our love smiles

tasha, can you use your own "poetry session" to post your poetries??????

i mean, i know it doesn't sound too good!, that's what i do, i post all my fav poems in my own poetry topic!, u know it looks nice!

separate bhi post ker sakti hain, it's only my opinion! but the rest depends on you dear

your all poetries are too good!

Sisters
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She formed so many figures,
scripted through several species
of strange songs to sing.

Her eyes flashed fierce
in tiger trance,
as her fingers grasped at
claws of confidence.

Black strands of her hair
painted in panther strokes
and soft as silk; I recall
I used to braid it beautiful
in girlish giggles.

Her animalistic views
always had me laughing;
for I never knew
what she'd say next.

(Those eyes
could go soft as sheep
in an instant.)

Younger and yearning
to be me in every way, life
taught her too many lessons
the hard way.

Sisters are suppose to be sewn
of one soul, planted on pedestals
and paper princess dreams;
I was the princess
(no one ever paid attention to)

She was the queen
of drama and darkness, the master
of making mama cry. I never did
understand what it was like
to have a beast beating hate
into the heart of you.

thx

Memories
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How do you rid memories of the years past?
To burn away thoughts of those you no longer want to remember.
Is it easy to forget?

She walks out tonight with her pen and paper in her hand,
crying because she thought of him again.
She wants to call her mom but its been years since they laid her down.
She still remembers that day, and watching the coffin go down in the cold,
cold, dark ground.

She sits down on the edge of the couch,
She started crying now,
Takes a deep breath and looks around.

“This isn’t the way I wanted my life to be,
I wanted more adventure, more me,
More of what I got now.”

She looks around again, and starts to giggle,
“I forgot there isn’t even anyone to listen to my sorrows.”
As she Takes up her paper and pen,
holds in her hand so tight,
Closes her eyes and starts to write.

I want to forget everything,
her thoughts running through her mind,
I want to go back,
rewind time.

I want to forget the time when I was 3 and scraped my knee,
I want to forget all the bad, and even the good that happened to me,
I want to forget about my mom having to go,
I want to forget all of our memories that we had, that we shared, I need it all just to go.

I want to forget about my first lover,
I want to forget about past boyfriends and friends.
The friends that said they would stick it out with me until the very end. Where are they now?

I want to forget,

She keeps writing, and writing,
til her mind runs blank
and her hands grew sore.
She kept writing,
until there was no more.

With that she lit the paper on fire,
Sat there and watched her burn,
everything was leaving her memories,
even her hearts most desires.

As she watched the crimson red embers fall,
She knew she was forgetting everything once and for all.
Finally a tear trickled down her cheek.
So burning hot, it left a mark for all the world to see.

All of her memories parted……

She gets up and leaves the ashes there to scatter,
It doesn’t make a difference no more,
none of it matters.

She goes to bed calmly barely making a sound,
Closes her eyes softly and takes one last look around.
Tonight is the night that I will forget it all,
so goodnight world,
say goodbye to me now.