No chocolates, no roses, no candles
Neither lasting kisses nor cuddles
No myths, no mysteries
Neither peevish scenes nor pastries
Sweeter than the sweetest
Nearer than the nearest
Nothing seemed so agile
Lovable, strong and fragile
Lesser the wordings
More the understandings
Affection won over hurdles
There was no space for scandals
Technological contraptions- his and mine
Proved our fatal St. Valentine
"YOU'RE NOT MINE"
DEDICATED TO MY LOVE, MY LIFE, MY EVERYTHING; NAVDEEP. NAVDEEP, I LOVE U.
I'm waiting for that day and dread it too,
When right in front of me, I'll see YOU.
You'll be with me after so long, feels like a lifetime...
But now things have changed: I know u're not mine!
My hands will crave for a touch of your hand,
My lips will long to kiss your forehead.
My arms will be eager to hold you tight,
My eyes'll never want to lose your sight.
My heart will force me to reveal whats true,
That no matter what's happened, I still love you!
But the desires & the emotions will have to be suppressed,
Coz thouth our love is immortal, the relationship is dead!
I'll have to stop the tears from flooding my eyes
And wear a smile on my face- thats my pain in disguise.
A 'Hello' will replace a hug and handshake will replace a kiss,
You'll be so close to me, yet every bit of You I'll miss!
A deluge of emotions will conquer my heart;
The ecstacy to be with you, yet the agony to be apart!
The love in your eyes will make me weak
But i know, the bliss of having You... I cant seek!
A thought will come & open up the old scars,
Had you stood by me, the heaven would've been our's!
But the time thats gone will never come back,
We'll have to live our lives with this heartache!
Oh! You'll be with me after so long...
Really feels like a Lifetime!
But now things have changed: And i know, YOU'RE NOT MINE!!!
Deym, you are always so kind and so encouraging to me. I am grateful for my chance in knowing you.
Yes, as you say our bodies do glow very brightly and with our minds we can see the opportunistic future with great clarity and jubilance but as the glow of our bodies fade and our minds futuristic opportunities clarity softens somewhat because of the nebulous cloud of experience darkening our horizons we find that we can fulfill an adventurous subject that interest us, nevertheless.
Happy New Year!
Thank you Carlan.
Not to worry about the body aging: I have a feeling that while all outsides fade as we age (it is true that all aging, failing eyesight tends to see images fading!)your inside by comparison is growing and glows brighter in beauty until you will be a dash of fiery energy that can leap to wherever it is you are destined for the next adventure.
Keep this happy thought for a divine New Year!
You are writing better than ever. Always insightful, encouraging, and inspiring!
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SHOULD IT NECESSARY? Maqsood Hasni
Should it necessary
Beef and butter for poor
Or they live in own homes
What for,
air and sky
Earth and food in fact,
Not for poor
They must use contraceptive
Lo what a good idea
Maybe thrown in the river
What need of them here?
This way,
Man for fish
Fish for man
Water and land come near
When stars spread over the sky
I often think,
Whether it is sufficient?
If yes,
Why people light Lams?
Why the moon appears?
Should you believe?
Are horrible weapons not enough?
To win wars by techniques
Or by God gifted courage
Meanwhile my son gets up
That means dawn is about to break
Again a question arises
From where dawn appears
The moon and sun
Failed to realize hope and dreams
Does not it means?
No sky on their heads
Once again I think,
Should east has to search
Its own sky?
Or to look the big boss???
Lana, thank you very much and I feel likewise about you!
Lana, I liked what you wrote here because it shows me that you are still the beautiful dreamer of the truly beautiful that lies in our turbulent and too gray world. You’ll find me the same, as I was when we first conversed. A little sadder, a little older, and the mind not yet reversed. I have a few less friends than what I had before, but that is expected as we speed from each other’s retreating door. Time seems speedier and the pace I know quickens but I am slowed and the past runs away like the dickens. The future flings possibilities and opportunities before me as it always had before, and when I seemingly get there now they strangely disappear or they just don’t last. But dead ahead I see futuristic reckoning that furiously makes me chase that which could be if only I would not give up that which I am destined to see. So, on I go like the fool that I am forever chasing thoughts and dreaming dreams of what could be if only things would be understood a little bit differently.
(The past behind, the future ahead, and the human juggernaut of our lives always coursing toward our irreversible end!)
Your cloak of infinity and your loop of eternity’s chute make me think of a woman who is observed walking into an endless tunnel where she turns up her head to look at the stars that she knows are there and she not only sees those stars brightly shining but she deftly feels their radiating light blowing briskly through her beautiful hair.
Lana, my over use of unnecessary commas and my split infinitives and my unending clauses cannot and will not turn me into the “real” writer of words that you always were. Good Luck!
Carlan, I'm delighted you are still around, keeping everyone's feet to the airy ground!
Have missed the face
of your words and edgy text
or lacy light glaze
over a peppery phrase.
Words charm thoughts
Make them real, give them wheels,
Exponentially grow them
Magnifying the feel.
So tell me how you are,
In thought from afar
Let your lines loop
With eternity's chute.
Glide gently, float
Past commas and moats,
Let the Period soak
Infinity's cloak.
copyright 2005 by lana deym campbell
SUICIDE Maqsood Hasni
In the past, when ever
Clouds come on sky
Earth fruitless never
East is too hot
To wait for rain and rain
But no means
Clouds are not on sky
However match it death land
Unlucky prayers,
People know, after rain
They will remain no more
Surely it wills suicide
BUT TWO MORE MaqsoodHasni
God created man and sky
Man to bow and bestow
Sky for stars and Moon
Man creates robot
Conquer man
Robot for work and labor
While man for prayers
As well as for slavery
Not only two
But two more
Many gods
To break and prayer
Sky of flame and smoke
To kill Gods creatures
Lana, can you believe this. I did not see this poem when you first posted it. I have often wondered if you were still with us and I am glad to see that you were and I hope that you still are. I missed you then and I miss you now!
Angels, two, Lana and Michelle
Real human angels both
The angel things that both of you see
The angel wings and angel flights
Wonderful how you both delight
We the powerless and we the weak
Look for you to sooth our hearts
And lessen our burdened minds
We say thanks and we say welcome
We like those angels that both of you see
And we like to know that both of you
Are here for all of us to humanly know
Angels, Lana and Michelle, may you both
Always ring our fancies triumphant bell!
Poem Title: Im Sure You Are An Angel...
Poem:Im sure you are an angel sent from high
above,
Im sure you are an angel sent down to show me
love..
Im sure you are an angel i see it deep inside
your eyes,
Im sure you are an angel with heavenly
spiritual ties..
Im sure you are an angel when we kiss the
heavens sing,
Im sure you are an angel im sure i glimpsed
your angels wing..
Im sure you are an angel you make my life so
whole,
Im sure you are an angel i feel you deep inside
my soul..
Im sure you are an angel ive felt it from the
start,
Inside i felt your angels wings flying round my
heart....
Angels in Transit
Angels on the mantelpiece,
Angels on the fireplace,
They sit and they sleep,
They laugh and they weep
They watch those frozen in time
Miss their beats.
They are aware
Humans are just as bare.
They test while they rest
They place their bets
On longest legs
And highest leaps
To somewhere
That is nowhere
Between life and death
Between tears and breath
This glass of wine
Means blurry eyes of mine
See them dream of wings in teams.
Angles in Transit; they await their flight,
Await the apple that needs their bite.
They must have Orders
They must have Power and Right.
Then that day of Might
They will dance on pins.
If they want to swim
Their feathers will don fins
To pass the waters of life so fast
Away from the trite past
Into the deep while they will sing.
Songs heard in heavenly rings.
Copyright 2005 by Lana Deym Campbell
Foolish
I was a fool for
Believing your lies
Believing those lines
I should have known by
The shiftiness of your eyes
You wasn't none of mines
You played your game well
To get inside my head
To control my mind
I'll admit that I was stupid for
Getting into your bed and
Getting into a bind
But what about her?
Exactly what has she done
that justifies your deceit?
What do you say
After you've had your fun
And she's the one you meet?
We've all played a part
To keep this thing going
To keep this lie alive
You and I both had our thrills
All along knowing
That heartbreak would soon arrive
Neither one of us deserve
To be treated this way
Not her, not me
I don't think that you even realize
I'm glad to say
It's good that she and I are both free!
Relief
scattered clouds and hybrid theories
living in a world where terror is the next sunset and freedom used to
be the sunrise
we are all criminals, waking up to hypocrites and photographs of all
that is appealing to the human ear and eye
I once had beautiful dreams filled with flowers and people who I once
knew
funny how things change; isnÕt it?
I sometimes wish that I was a child again, seven years old and no
stories to be told
now 21 going on 22 and my life has been filled with theories and
responses to those who ask questions, of who I am and what I am
doing
I feel as though I have been reborn as the dawn and the dusk await
my answers to lifeÕs unanswered questions
I have fallen in love and for once I am not alone
I watch the crowds as they pass by me and I laugh when I see a family
of three or more making something of this world
for the teachings of the unknown are what spawn creativity
interesting how with the flash of a camera everything changes; wars
are exposed, death is no longer presupposed; we are students again
at each days dawn, for the news which we are charmed by is delivered
and in every part of the world, during every second we breathe;
someone is born, someone is killed, someone is raped, two people
fall in love, etc. the list is endless, yet we are filled with the regrets of
6 billion cry's
we are all strung out on our own addictions and in this world the
hardest thing is being given the chance to surpass what you once
were
the question is why? Why would you choose to give up; to fold your
hand, in the endless game of poker that we call life?
I am in love with time and all that it has given me
I am in love with love for the feelings which take over my body are
better than any drug
I am in love with the sea, for never have I encountered something so
mesmerizing to me
I am in love with talent, for it has given me the chance to break
through adversities in my life and reach heights I could never have
dreamt of
I am in love with life for this is the first time I have a slight
understanding of what it is.
closed windows suffocate me
hands on my neck stangle me
the hat on my head covers the scars of a past life where I only shot
par
I have been a desperate man and I have lent a helping hand
there is a bird in the sky and it is crying
its tears drip onto my skin; they burn like acid, I am shedding
well some time has passed and the birds tears have stopped dripping
onto my skin and there is fresh grass on the ground and I am going
to rest
Recycles Seed's
My soul keeps care of me
God feathers me whole
In this world.
He is there
When, comfort is needed
To pull my hair back
To pick up the slack.
He can not stop
What other's do to me
He ,although, comforts my soul
Keeping me untormented
From a world that at times seems demented.
He brushes my tear's
Gently, day by day
With no remorse, they fade away.
I feel him as though he is I
I know the dear Lord is by my side
To guide me each foot step walked
My dear Lord, and I have our own talk's
I fade in his breath
As, I live to pass the test.
When, word's become a painful rage
He looks upon me, and holds me close
The father, son, and holy ghost
Shall not let me down
For, these are the three always around.
I hold my head high, while I die
Die a breath each second
As, I pass this test
I shall rain the pain.
DragonSoulRelinquished-the soul in which i drown-to swell in firing rage-the see the soul draged down-the claws tear for the surface, but all hope has fled-the black-night-sky littered with hollow cries- longing to lightly tred-purposes unknown-sorrow, mournful cries
why do you forsake me
taking me for what i wish not to be
all i ask, a few easy questions
why won't you die?
can't you die?
can you?
i wish you would just die
Grasp the moment while it’s still hanging out there,
Make it the best day while emotions are in the air.
It doesn’t matter of whatever it is you are afraid,
Seize the moment before it disappears in the shade.
Grasp the feeling before someone else takes it away,
There are never any excuses for anything being a delay.
Speak your thoughts now; it’s the best way to begin,
When it’s gone you can think what might have been.
Grasp that special someone to keep close in your arms,
Use every possible mean to fall in love with your charms.
You know what it feels like the first time when you kiss,
A feeling in your inner self you know you cannot miss.
Grasp the touch while it is still being offered to you,
Let yourself feel things you thought you never knew.
Take each other’s hands and look in each other’s eyes,
And see whether the connection will come as a surprise.
Grasp the passion and let it flow through your body,
It doesn’t matter whether people will call you crazy.
You know every aspect of yourself being found inside,
This emotion is something you know you cannot hide.
Grasp the moment while you still have this chance,
Hold close to it before someone else takes a glance.
You don’t know what from this movement you’ll find,
Take this opportunity before it leaves you behind.
Sometimes falling in the mud I see the errors of my ways, and in rarer moments my spelling...
I liked that.
Sailing.....
Tossed by seas of anxiety
I wait for the stars.
Winging...
Like a bird beneath a cloud
I watch the wind blow leaves.
Living...
Created from the dust
I wear mud stains of my existence
Longing for instincts
Where the sea carries my heart,
I have no clue at all...
Only the seagulls know,
Only the fishes can tell...
They have the kinds of instincts that I don't.
On the beach, I wander,
Begging them to give me some instincts,
But, they cannot understand human's speech.
I am so frustrated!
I just yearn to have animals' instincts.
God might want me to be another being,
I hope not...
God might want me to be a tree,
But I don't.
All I long for are instincts.