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  • sanjay_writes 3d

    तुम अगर यादों में रखोगे हमे तों मेहरबानी होगी हम पे वो अक्सर कहते थे यारों
    वरना हमें कहाँ शिकायत होंगी उनसे यारों
    ये तो है ही बेवफा लोगो कि दूनिया यारों
    वो अगर भुल भी जाएं हमे तो इनायत होगी हम पे यारों

    मगर एक बात कहूँगा यारों

    उनके मुखड़े पर इस कदर चमक हैं यारों
    के उनकी यादों में आंखो से आंसू निकालना भी मंजूर हैं यारों
    ज़ालिम भी नहीं कह सकते उनको हम यारों
    प्यार तो हमने किया है वो तो बेवक्त बरसात हैं यारों

    मत ज़िकर किजीये मेरी अदा के बारे में उस से यारों
    मै बहुत कुछ जानता हु वफ़ा के बारे में उस से यारों
    सुना है वो भी हमसे मोहोब्बत का शोक रखते है यारों
    जो जानते ही नहीं वफ़ा के बारे में कुछ भी यारों

    मुझे ना खुशी मिली कभी किसी से ना प्यार मिला कभी यारों
    मुझे जो भी मिला सदा टूटा हुआ यार मिला यारों
    मेरी तों शक्षियत ही तमाशा बन गई है यारों
    जों भी मिला मुझे इस जहां में ज़रूरतों को पूरा करने वाला मिला यारों

    अगर उसकी चोकट से सर उठाऊँ तो बेवफ़ा कह जाना यारों
    अगर उसके सिवा किसी ओर को चाहुँ तों बेवफ़ा कह जाना यारों
    अगर मेरी वफाओं पे शक है तो खंजर उठा लेना यारों
    अगर शोक़ से मर ना जाऊँ तों बेवफ़ा कह जाना यारों

    काश कोई प्यार का इंश्योरेंस भी कर जाता यारों
    प्यार करने से पहले हमसे प्रेमियम भरवाँ ले जाता यारों
    प्यार मै अगर वफ़ा मिली तो ठीक वरना
    बेवफओं पे जो खर्चा होता उसका क्लेम तो हमें मिल जाता यारों
    हंम अकसर सोचते थे हमारी मुस्कुराने कि वजे वो हैं यारों
    हमारी दौड़ती जिंदगी का मतलब वो हैं यारों
    अगर छोड़ दिया किसी दिन साथ हमने तो समज लेना कि हमारी मौत कि वजे भी वो हैं यारों

    बर्बाद कर गये वो ज़िन्दगि प्यार के नाम पे हमारी यारों
    बेवफाई मिली हमें सिर्फ वफ़ा के नाम पे यारों
    जख्म ही जख्म दिये उसने हमें दवा के नाम पे यारों
    असमा भी रो पड़ा उस दिन मेरी मोहोब्बत के अंजाम पे यारों
    सब कुछ है मेरे पास यारों पर दिल कि दवा नही हैं यारों
    दूर है वो मुजसे बहुत पर मै खफ़ा नही हूं यारों
    मालुम है अब भी प्यार करती है मुझे यारों
    वो थोड़ि ज़िद्दी है मगर बेवफ़ा नही है यारों

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    सब कुछ है मेरे पास

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  • sanjay_writes 1w

    Hey Angel
    I'm your lover the whole life
    Men to men
    Looking for love to seek
    Who will win your heart?
    Why You have a new feae in every second of life
    But something is wrong inside, you don't want to admit
    your falling apart
    The soul is empty in love you seek.
    .
    Was it no daddy at the home?
    Looking at your friends with daddies carried them on their shoulder in love
    Wishing you had a dad you thought of and loved
    You love men but hate them too.
    Was it abuse in the evil of one man?
    Praying and wishing and doing the best you can.
    Just trying to live on from the pain of one rotten man.
    .
    One man who broke your heart,
    Blaming every other man for you being torn apart.
    Looking for love around,
    Don't you know for a guy a sure thing is the best thing found?
    How many hearts did you break?
    How many times did your heart ache?
    ,
    Hey
    Angel
    I feel your pain
    It's me who loves you with a love that will last
    But you must change and now there is love to gain
    You must learn and accept the past.
    Just one love you seek
    Your soul will not be empty your full of love
    I want to be your man
    week after week
    Come on
    feel real love.
    :
    :
    Hear the gentle winds call the flowers to smile,
    Set in my heart the love to give,
    Let the winds blow sweetness....
    I often wondered was my crying in vain?
    Unheard suffering,
    Silent weeping,
    Does anyone know my pain?
    Love needs to be free,
    Oh please, release the pain in me, my simple plea,
    Happiness need to dance in me,
    I want to live my life so beautifully,
    Nights of cries in love,
    Days of swimming on the waters of discontent,
    I have pained, I have longed for joy, I have suffered,
    I, for my bad thoughts, repent.
    .
    A gentleness sings,
    A softness rings,
    Sweet tenderness my heart brings,
    Where do my flowers hide?
    Looking in my heart I know they are there,
    Where does the music of life come from, where do they reside?
    .
    Hear my gentleness, feel my softness please, in my plea,
    Set...I ask..set...my suffering heart free.
    :
    :
    For the rose and her thorns.
    I held on the rose in my mouth
    No one has seen when the thorns
    Cut and I bleed in my mouth in the
    Sunset of the moon.
    You, my own my love,
    In my heart, in skies of crystal nights,
    you are the lover I think about,
    longing as never felt,
    tied as one in pain and pleasure as wind and sea,
    blood and bloom.
    I have known death, killed upon Cupid shooting another,
    Forsaking my love, giving blood as payment.
    You brought upon me a awakening of breath,
    doors of my coffin opened and I can see again,
    drinking from the well of hope.
    .
    Thirst my longing for your skin, a oasis in my life,
    A blue day, a starry night upon warmth,
    the night columns of stars in your eyes,
    two jewels that pierce my soul deep,.
    Skin soft, skin tender,
    touched me, the feel of you, alive,
    Colors alive of love..they sweetly render.
    Reds of reds as whites of whites,
    Other colors mix to dance a picture,
    Of you and I.
    .
    For you are ;
    Masking a touch of a butterfly,
    Roaring thunder of a lioness,
    Echoes in halls of heaven,
    Passion wrapped in a body from above,
    Heart filled and flowing.
    .
    Kisses flow winds long and soft,
    As your hair flies in over the lands,
    Motions for the goddess in a human form,
    Gentle is the tides that carry you.
    Arm in arm to remember each time,
    Grace and beauty combine together,
    Forever.
    Reflection of whispers cried in my veins,
    Flows with your sensuality into a lovers flame
    That burns as the midnight sings our song.
    :
    :
    Times of sleep,
    When you and I my dear go to bed,
    Tired, exhausted and full of troubles,
    When we least expected as we kiss,
    The air between our mouths,
    Explode into a fire of pure,
    Craving, dormant, we where saving,
    Suddenly our lips awaken and alive, come out of hibernation,
    Desperate in acts for food,
    Of skin, of our private parts,
    And more mouth and tongue,
    To feed it's vicious appetite.
    Suddenly our hands reclaim what's
    Theirs,
    our breast, our chests,
    All over the lands of flesh,
    Not missing one part,
    As a wind that blows on every part.
    Your hand stokes me, as hunger of
    Not eating, thirst for the nectar,
    my hand digs softly,
    Into paradise,
    As crazy man looking for answers,
    finding ample wet passion the mother lode.
    Of a hunger, of a desire,
    Out of no where,
    Legs wrapped,
    Sealed tight,
    No light can escape from the grip,
    The only thing that escapes are the sounds of your pleasure,
    With my back dancing back and forth,
    With the power of a volcano ready to erupt,
    The colors turn Into stars,
    The sounds echoes from eye rolling,
    Each of us loses control, deep lust provides fuel
    Forever,
    The taste of the air, our sweet sweats combined,
    As the dance rolling down our flesh.
    In the moment, when our bang of our universe erupts,
    Forces,
    powerful,
    Seductive,
    Intense, intense pleasure,
    Erupts, in us..uncontrolled,
    More powerful then then explosion
    Of the largest midnight sun.
    All to the tune of our bodies that wake up,
    When we go sleep......
    As the only sounds that are heard,
    Comes from our eyes looking at one another,
    In the silent language,
    Only hearts know,
    Spoken from the eyes.
    :
    :
    Sweetness runs in my hands,
    Whispers you do not say,
    Feel me, touch me and give me your hands,
    I need you as drug that does not go away.
    .
    Let passion tonight run,
    Let her run wild,
    Release yourself,
    Release the wild child.
    .
    See my eyes,
    They are in you, deep,
    Why you are wet my love?
    Tonight I am yours as you wish as to keep.
    .
    I know you are to be unleashed,
    Not many know the passion a Rose does hide,
    Feel my love,
    Feel, feel me inside.
    .
    Look in my eyes,
    Do you see me want you?
    To be soft as a flower,
    Or rough...until we are black and blue...
    Just tell me, just tell me, you love me,
    And our bodies tighter and together..will tell us what to do..
    :
    :
    Simple of the ways,
    You stand before me.
    As looking into your deep eyes
    Written by the pen of beauty.
    As vast as the sky, and deep as the night.
    .
    There are reason why I love you,
    Your body of the desire,
    Your aroma of the flower of all flowers,
    Your smile vast and beautiful as the gardens,
    .
    You know, it is this simple:
    The love I give, to you,
    Pure, heats bread, and the essence of the flowers
    To live, to bloom in the coldest days.
    For as a kiss from you,
    After our lips parted,
    The desire of my bones.
    Still taste you.
    Fresh as out of the fire...
    .
    Simple is the way I love you.
    Clear and concise.
    Dear woman, oh my love,
    Harbor of love, port of tranquility,
    Let the seas sing with their waves
    to air and sky.
    I hear only only waves of your smile.
    Clinging to the sounds of your voice
    That echoes in my bones.
    :
    :
    In the air, soft is the wind,
    Moist upon my skin touching me,
    Gently and firmly.
    Wondering is it a kiss from you love?
    The night shades of your eyes, as if opening
    a fiesta of fruits and jewels.
    Oh how I love it when you smile,
    As if you command the moon to shine,
    The flowers to open bloom and dance in the air.
    .
    The branches of time, weaving in the future and now,
    I alone, see your beauty. For I only see you.
    For you are bud of the bud, in beauty of my world.
    It's as if you walked in my life, through a brick door,
    Through memories of hauntingly sad songs, played
    To no one, only I could hear. Then you danced with my soul.
    Together, step by step.
    I remember yours songs I dance with you,
    Eye to eye, hands in hands, of the past that was not to be.
    My beloved, your smile, the fruit of of my thirst.
    Soft in the air, kissing me, tonight.
    For I yours and you are mine,
    I am what you make me..for my love is reflection of you
    Come into my arms...your already there,
    I need to feel your presence.
    :
    ;
    Sweet Rose, my love of deep tender red,
    Warmly my heart sings in tenderness in the sunlight,
    As love shines down gently bright, gently,
    Let me sing holding your hand tonight.
    .
    As the child in me plays in dance,
    Love deep, love sweet love forever in my heart to keep,
    Red roses, delicate as your heart, you and I,
    Until all of the worlds waters dry.
    .
    On the sun above my love,
    I see your eyes sparkle as a diamond in the sun,
    Sweetness my dear, brlliant and Crystal clear,
    Upon the world and life together we will run.
    .
    For my love is deep as a red rose,
    For you I give my heart, my loves tender call,
    See me smile of love for you,
    Touch me, kiss me, from me, I give you my all.
    :
    :
    Upon the cast of the silver moons shadow,
    Sweet love,
    Tenderness on the skin, on the lips.
    Take the passion of her take the melody of the sound,
    Sound of sweetness, flavor of sensually sweet,
    Oh the heavens shine tonight,
    Lovers embrace,
    Never was the word,
    As I never seen such a beautiful face.
    Sweetheart, dreams to live,
    Upon a kiss to my heart,
    She give, Hear my heart beat,
    Hear the passion of the silver moon,
    Upon the desires of the night,
    A embrace a touch,
    To last tonight,
    The moon up and soft,
    Upon my hands feel your skin,
    Take me take my heart,
    Let's forever in passion forever begin.

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  • sanjay_writes 2w

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    Upon the night sky lovers looked at stars in the night,
    Shining red roses fills the air above as a garden at night to come alive,
    Upon the night sea ahead veered into the waters for the world,
    Soothing echoes of waves splashing to the calmness in the night,
    Beauty of silence played in the air in a warm summer night for their ears,
    Hearts heard beating to a rhythm paced in love,
    Two eyes meet in the night, locked to each other,
    Upon the sweet kiss they kissed for love.
    .
    Upon the night sky a heart joins another heart,
    Romance for life they combine to grow,
    Water from the eyes flow on to each others face,
    Tears of love join in a life of love,
    Loves sweet silence is heard for it's soft pleasure,
    Romance is playing a sweet melody,
    Two hearts speaking to each other that summer night,
    Each says...I love you to the heart and soul of each lover,
    Love is felt, love is heard..love is shared..
    :
    I am in the circle of your arms
    Powerless, prisoner of your hungrily lips,
    Licking, kissing, devouring me as a meal.
    Cast the net you weaved by your body and heart,
    In these shores I swim of your sweat.
    .
    I taste your flesh, your sweet sweat on my tongue
    From your eternal body of the fruit of the ripe garden,
    Blooming in the night with a light hidden from your chest bare.
    The night light rains upon you, crystals of the passion,
    Shaken from the bite of the apple, the beads of sweet sweat
    Enter my flesh to dance with my soul.
    .
    Into your body, into your flesh, into your eternal eyes,
    Tides of the movements of passion wearing the heat of the flame,
    Takes a hold of me, of my body into the branches of desire.
    Tight of the fit, ease of the friction, burning of the heart,
    Never was never another like this feel.
    .
    Kiss after kiss, let me feel all, let me float in blood and love,
    Let me, let me die to be reborn, in the window of your flesh,
    I, my dear, become one with you with the ride, the swallow,
    the sweat of both, you and I, in the rains stormed from your touch
    of your inner flesh, bright eyes of the angels.
    :
    Your nakedness reigns her invisible threads as a puma stalking prey,
    Hungry with the venom of fire, thirst of a ocean in the sunset eating the Sun.
    Pulling me in with fangs upon my throat
    Looking at you, your spacious eyes blazing into the shadows of tonight. Commanding the waves to rise, winds to blow soft, my legs to carry me to come to you. At the moment your hungry lips touches mine, I am a tree that grew tall in a hundred years in a second. With the taste of salt and sweat on my mouth.
    .
    There is no what you and I can be, only what we are. Two merged into one body, into the acres of the flesh dancers, a time for our desires to shape into flesh, to plant seeds of the earth.
    .
    You are the spring water,
    the fertile fruit and the ripe nectar in the harvest of tonight.
    .
    Your mine my dear, your body in my touch,
    such force you harbor that the only feeling I have this moment,
    the only thought I have in my possession, the only thing I am
    is exploding in you as a supernova,
    where I am reborn with delicate flames of your earth.
    :
    I do not question the air, that fuels the candle
    Nor the heat of her flame as child's eyes.
    What is, is. Burning the sins of dreams.
    A circle within a circle within a figure eight.
    Some days I seek only pleasure without love, other days
    I seek only love in ideology of pleasure.
    Ocean waters that touch and kiss day and night.
    .
    The root of the root of love, not being alone, sharing flesh as we are thirsty.
    The tree roots seeking to touch our hands,
    The flower grows to kiss your hungry mouth to get drunk.
    .
    I give you my flesh, you may not give your heart,
    for I give you my heart, you may not desire my flesh.
    I love what I have, my woman, I have you.
    In the shadows of rain, in the heat of the storm,
    Shed your clothes,I will shed my mask and reveal.
    My love, I don't question..I love you.
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    Roar of the fire
    Gleams flames formed by your magnificent eyes.
    You, from the heat in your kiss, embers of my soul,
    After we burned the bed fueled by your passion.
    Then in the midnight of a dream
    Wondering about you, the one of magic, of light and dark exists.
    As the ripened flowers in a spring bloom.
    Thoughts come, flowing in desire burning the hearts of men.
    .
    Taste of the honey on your skin,
    One platter of pure you,
    The water and dark, the air and light,
    I breath in your aroma of sweat on my lips.
    Your fingertips the tides upon my back.
    Your legs, around me as ivy, ever tightening the circle.
    Crossing borders of the drunken midnight star.
    Floating on waters of the sunset.
    On the shores of the waters of dreams,magic lives.
    You are the magic, heard in flesh, felt in my eyes
    Seen from my heart.
    :
    Lay back my love...as I view you.
    There is nothing wrong today
    For I see art..you..living.
    The touch of flesh on flesh
    Where love and tenderness runs and lives naked here
    This my love, our little island in this big world
    We bare each other in the pureness of being tenderly or savagely
    Raw...
    These winds of time has been kind to you my dear,
    Utter beauty lays before me and my touch to you.
    That moment when I am in you,
    Where we join as one union of love,
    We indeed become, the sum greater then the whole.
    Make no mistake, your body, given to me by your soul..
    A priceless, perfect pleasure craft....
    As I breath your flesh, Each breath,
    The taste, the sweat that I lick off you, I feel your love.. I cannot view you just as a body alone,
    But all of you, the seen and unseen..
    The perfection of the visible and tenderness and loving of the invisible.
    This, yours, this mine...our pleasure craft...to share love..
    She is perfection, she is raw..unspoiled in her softness and beauty..
    I know now, I feel now...true art..
    Lay down my dear...your beauty..I need more....

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    Your moist lips thirst of me
    Drink your drink of wine
    Come come my dear
    Put your lips on mine
    Your hands want to hold of me
    Song plays in your heart favorite band
    Come come my dear
    Put your hands on mine
    Your soul wants to dance with mine
    Relax your self feel my soul
    Come come my dear
    You and me will be absolutely whole
    Your heart wants me inside
    Come come my dear
    No longer do you need to hide
    Release your desires your fears
    Come come my dear...

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  • sanjay_writes 2w

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    A passage of the dying day, into a virgin night.
    The sun comes down between the legs of night,
    In the shores of sunsets, as a mirror reflect off your rich eyes.
    And the birth of the moon arrives.
    She is pure of love, light of you, with gentleness of your hands
    on me.
    This moon as other moons my love, in other awakenings of
    Birth, your twin, blood and earth, tears and smiles.
    You are the divide of the seen and unseen,
    As you shine, as you hide in your darkness.
    This is my home, here I love you.
    In the day going to the night, as you fold your wings.
    .
    There in the darkened stars of dreams you reside in pain,
    Kept hidden, kept secret.
    There in white of the light, your smile shines as pure, and simple
    As a smile.
    Both merge in you and fly, over tears, joy and my world.
    I kiss those wings you have, my lips taste your blood, so sweet and so pained.
    Come my love under this moon, be in my arms, rest your wings.
    And rest in your home, my entire being.
    At this time, in this hold I love you,
    Even the sad stars smile with love.
    .
    Love, my love, the art form,
    In you and me, in our blood it swims and dies,
    Unseen and in the silence.
    Nobody has seen me hold the Rose, as the thorns danced
    With my veins, with blood seeing sunshine.
    .
    Equally, loves art both creates and destroys.
    It gives life to the flowers, destined for love from the sun.
    It destroys you and me as a orphaned little child, craving a call
    Of their name.
    .
    She has grace and beauty untouched by others.
    Oh sweetness,
    we live to learn, study it, and make it a part of us.
    Wondering what have have learned swimming with deeper waters
    ahead.
    .
    How must you suffered from my love, for I am such a bad pupil.
    I have only loved as best as I could, far from the art of love.
    Come my love, with your smile, take the thorns out of my heart
    Along with my hands, so they may hold and embrace you..
    .
    As f I was struck by a arrow to be alive, when dead of love.
    My beloved, you understand love does not reveal her secrets.
    Why she comes at hours not planned nor does she
    Forecasts whom she will strike.
    .
    I did not know she would approach me, silently and swiftly.
    A wind kissed my lips, as you kissed me.
    For my sleeping love, in the shadows of my soul to awaken,
    To love you.
    .
    A cry not yet formed, for it was not needed, as a tear not yet shaped,
    Sleeping in my soul, in your form.
    The air, lights, lands and oceans all seemed hallow, before you.
    But now the same air, lands and oceans all lead to you.
    Inner feelings of love, my dear, now awakens to you.
    All my inner thoughts of life, all have you.
    .
    In that moment of that time, the day, the hour she touched me in
    Blood and flesh to love you,
    She did not reveal her fragrance, her scent of love.
    She did not have to.
    I feel in love with you.
    .
    As we lay in dreams as our bed tonight
    Where our souls dance between our close hearts
    In the air that let's no one else in...come in to my
    Care and love tonight.
    .
    Clear is the vision of love I see,
    Before me, in me, all around me, of you.
    Here, we melt as sadness and the world evaporates away
    And we merge together, in a liquid of love
    To become one mind,
    One body,
    One existence....as our souls ride the universe.
    .
    From the tongue of loves soul
    She calls us..one..
    We look back at the timeline of the start
    The beginning of all..
    We see our souls..together..
    Looking forward at the end..
    The end of all...
    We we see our souls..
    Living on...
    .
    Rest my dear, my love
    Castaway the hates..the world..
    See the world..
    See the dream... we, you and I are love..
    .
    In the darkness far away,
    Once I lived there and wasted away,
    Not knowing what to do,
    Feeling as dark of a bleakness hue,
    The winds often changed in my world in my life,
    Blowing happy or blowing sad,
    Fake smiles to others I would give,
    Others not knowing I was mad, or sad and faking glad,
    Rhythm of the mood often swept me away,
    As a passenger on a life's wing,
    Carried by emotions I had that day,
    Sometimes I would cry for I did not beautifully sing,
    As the winds of life blows and my voice would blow,
    I lost something I used to once own,
    The happiness, my love for life with a gentle glow,
    I have the strength of mind,
    I have the wisdom to know,
    I can be sad or kind,
    I dictate how my emotions blow,
    Fueled by events as I have grown,
    The rhythm of my voice,
    Changed when I found myself,
    I found I had a choice,
    I live within my body and heart in myself,
    The things I can change and I cannot change,
    Plainly I see,
    For it was my emotions I had to rearrange,
    For I finally found me, in me.
    .
    Love does not need a reason to love,
    Else it would not be love.
    .
    My love, I have no reason I love you,
    I just do. .
    You my love,
    Only you,
    .
    Whisper to me the stars, you carry in your endless eyes.
    So I may sit upon a star and love forever.
    Here, the moon glows brighter.
    .
    Speak to me as a bird in flight in your musical voice,
    I see the grass and flowers hundreds of feet
    Above this earth in these airs as you speak.
    Touch me as the warm sun in spring with your hands,
    Guide my face to warmer lands where I walk in you.
    I feel your body, waiting for me in port, by the sea,
    Getting ready sail the green seas, soft and calm.
    You and I, we sail, endlessly in rivers, streams and all little ponds.
    Here, I drown in pleasure.
    .
    You bite the world with passion leaving marks as you walk,
    Walk with me my love,
    Ever mine you are, no reason,
    I just love you. .
    .
    I miss you in your absence.
    .
    My love, you, my own, sitting high in my heart.
    Fortified by my blood and flesh to love and protect you.
    Sit my love, this room is all yours, in my heart.
    Listen to walls as I think of you.
    .
    As it is;
    Many men, desire your flesh. I included.
    Let them come, one by one.
    I not fear the others.
    I fear when you are away.
    .
    When your bright eyes leave my sight,
    I am cut in veins with the blade of the dark loneliness.
    Dripping out my blood in love for you.
    Standing on these shores, night of a forest black,
    I yell to the waves..
    I want you! I want you!
    The night stars each reminds that a tree is lost without her leaves.
    A Rose is not rose without her aroma of you.
    I wait, each wave comes back without you,
    Without your smile, your presence.
    I am not a season with a summer of your hands holding mine,
    I have no spring for my heart.
    .
    The night shatters the crystal dome of the sky.
    I am lost on the ground I stand without you.
    Raising my arms to catch the smile in the air of you.
    This night the night, my love, my own.
    I miss you,
    Comeback to my arms,
    Comeback into your home, my heart.

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    I do not love because it's chaos
    As it erupts my mind as the surface
    of river that
    gets blown in a tender wind
    the tide of love, night choking strangling
    in a moment of dream from
    yesterday not knowing if love is war
    or peace
    Lover use your lips and show me
    what is not safe
    Take your body and let me feel death
    With the blood and sweat of pure heat
    Let me feel alive
    You and me in uncertain danger

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  • sanjay_writes 2w

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    Somebody in time,
    Among the darkness of the ages,
    Picks the pen, as a anvil of the memories they carry,
    Blood follows in the acres of their hearts.
    Intentions of speaking from the dead of the past.
    To be released into the winds.
    .
    Yet behold another one,
    Rays of warm sun in a winter defrosting the soul,
    Picks the pen, as to live again from bones dried,
    Once again to smile in the sunset, living as the youth carefree.
    A foresight of what was and is to be.
    .
    Poets sparking the bonfire of life,
    Somethings as goodness are bought, and treachery is sold,
    The price of the souls of the purchase,
    In the living of day to day until all the years add up.
    .
    For Poets speak a cry, they write of love or death of them,
    Toward the edge of the pit where the fires burns,
    Where the soul
    Of the Poet,
    either dies or lives in a season.
    The bonfire continues until the Poet,
    Writes no more.
    .
    .
    I cannot anticipate
    Who will love or who will hate
    Words of the poet, to despise or to appreciate .
    Poets have a theme
    Sung in ink from the heart it does seem
    Thinking and feeling for the blood so written in the life they regret or want to redeem
    .
    A flower or blood of life is written
    As we make love to life or as we are painfully bitten
    We all share the same words
    From the heart it is heard
    Cries of pain of love in life or events we remember
    Happiness of love in life or sharing of life with others together
    .
    The poet is artist of the ink
    Not so easy when feeling happy or sad to think
    As the feelings come and go at a moments blink
    .
    Do not cry for the poet who makes tears
    Do not be sorry for the poets fears
    For the words written are their life in their years
    .
    As the poet writes another song from thought
    Feelings get translated to what they have sought
    To heal, to share, to love..what life has brought .
    For time stands still in the poets words on paper written in blood or sunshine
    Theirs is a certain rhythm and rhyme
    Time after time
    .
    For words are composed with blood, sweat, and tears expressed for eternity
    In midst of struggles, growth, happiness and strife,
    The poets are in a different mad fraternity
    Each, from the heart, brings their words from the heart to life
    .
    .
    Who's the writer?
    Is there a heaven?
    Is there a hell?
    Does happiness or even sadness even happen?
    We feel them, yet , do we really feel them?
    Are they just a cloth we put on in events of our lives to protect us?
    Does our minds fabricate reality to try understand what is, who we are and why we are?
    Questions that does not have a answers for some, others seem just know about them.
    In the final curtain call of life, have we lived the best we can? Have we searched
    for a meaning for this thing called destiny?
    .
    Questions with so many meanings. It's not a wonder we all don't go mad.
    A meaning, a reason for something. Yet, each meaning or reason is just a layer of a onion
    we can pull off and find another one that's deeper. Seeming to never end.
    Until, until we find the naked truth. Each life is their own. A mandate by biology.
    Find my own purpose and reason. Find the greatest treasure of a individual.
    We don't have a density that we do not create. The tablet is clean to write on.
    Find who we are and write the destiny on the tablet. In then end..we find who we are.
    And all those questions, the answers will be revealed.
    :
    :
    If I should perish,
    Don't remember me for me.
    As we never remember the wind,
    We remember the feel of the breeze.
    How it felt on the fields of the daisies waving in a tune
    Of a beautiful autumn.
    I walk on here, a man, when I am gone,
    I leave a body for nature to take over.
    Who am I ?
    Not the flesh, nor my love or hate,
    for we all that and more.
    I am to you, words, hate and love, victory and suffering.
    .
    I know not where my future holds, I know not where, the past leads into
    The today.
    Yes, I have thoughts, as winds, as cargo in my heart.
    Some suffering, some love, some hate.
    For I can say to you:
    I am a word father, so are others, better.
    I am a man, so are others, better looking and richer.
    I am a poet, unlike others.
    .
    Who am I ?
    I don't know, but then does anyone know how they are?
    The winds come and go,
    My flesh will fade,
    But me, my words as a poet shall live as my children that never dies.
    .
    In the winds of time,
    In the songs of forever,
    The reflection in my heart to pen is you,
    You are my dear the work of art,
    All the words ever composed for love and beauty,
    Have been, is and will ever be about you my dear,
    No music ever played can effect my senses as you,
    Words of the poet are no match for your beauty,
    A word, then a sentence,
    then a poem, then my life is yours, completely,
    written for your smile, written for your heart,
    As you lay naked in my heart and bed,
    Composed words dance in me,
    They flow in me, each letter something about you,
    Each rhyme is us, in bed, in life, hand to hand..perfect.
    .
    Sentences of the poet are not enough,
    Your skin the paper, our bodies write this poem,
    Together to form the most beautiful poetry and story ever told,
    Sharing the most elegant form of writing ever written,
    Our love,
    Our life,
    Our togetherness.
    The paper has the words of my heart,
    As if you where the ink,
    The inspiration, and all of the love I have to form a perfect poem,
    A desire in me, a need in me, to compose you, the perfect poem.
    .
    The poem of the poet is not enough,
    To tell how beautiful you are, how elegant you are,
    A reflection of life, my life I see you, I see us,
    As we write this beautiful story of my heart to you,
    For all the beauty of the words written,
    In all of the songs ever played,
    The beauty, sensuality and lady of strength,
    Is a reflection of,
    You.
    I am the poet,
    You are the words,
    The sentences,
    The most beautiful poem ever written, you are,
    The poem...of my life.

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  • sanjay_writes 3w

    I want to send hi to you
    I want to talk to you
    tell you how my day was
    tell you what I liked and what I didn't like about it
    tell you what I learnt
    chat with you for the whole day
    laugh at your stupid jokes and tease you all I want
    knowing that no matter what we will never leave each other's side
    .
    I want to tell you that the new picture you posted is wonderful that you look incredibly preety in it
    I want to shower you with compliments and all my love I want us to talk about literally everything in the world
    the little things that annoy you
    the things you don't care about
    what makes you happy and vice versa
    But alas
    it seems like you don't want it at all
    .
    I came closer only for you to push me away
    I told you everything about my day and at the end you told me yours was just fine
    I shared everything with you only for you to be secretive I had to hit you up every single time only for you to say you wanted to say hi but "you forgot"
    I did everything I could in my power but you never appreciated it
    You never noticed
    Well now I guess I am tired of giving you my love and you not returning it
    .
    I am tired of everything Now I have to be strict
    I have to make a choice and I choose to be happy
    I don't know if my happiness lies with you or not but I know one thing
    I won't send hi again until you remember and send it yourself
    I won't do half of the things I used to do
    .
    you will notice a change and you might ask "what's wrong?" Then I will reply "nothing everything is okay"then maybe if you love me back you will fight for it
    if not you will let the conversation die and the communication will reduce and reduce and keep reducing until we will hardly talk until you say hi and I will realise I have nothing to say to you until I start forgetting your likes and everything of yours
    .
    And then finally until we become strangers like as if we never knew each other before It will hurt yes it will hurt but it's these little things that make a difference
    it will break my heart but I will pick up the pieces and join it together again
    I will try to forget you tho some things can never be forgotten Our memories that I can't forget
    I love you but not for long.
    .
    Writing about you have always been a thrill for me because everytime I tried doing it
    I failed drastically
    I think my words and the art of poetry and writing that everyone think I've got never did justice to you
    I used to think it is because you are too beautiful to be described in words
    But later I realised that this art of writing never really allowed me to write for you no matter how much time I'd given it to be convinced on this
    It once said
    .
    I've known your hurt for too long that now this cure of yours means nothing to me"
    And after that it kept yelling this same thing again and again until there was a day when
    I forced it to weave the story in best possible words that
    I was going to tell
    That day I told it about us but just in the name of others
    I told it about the most beautiful memory
    we've shared so far,about how you sleep unintentionally while I'm still talking
    .
    About how beautiful i feel around you
    .
    about how my name always holds the privilege to be the first to reach your lips in the morning
    I told it about the stupid jokes you make when I get too serious in our conversation
    about how hours turn into seconds when we decide to have a war between our perceptions
    about how I make fun of your singing skills and threat you
    .
    I told it about how difficult it becomes for me to survive without you about how mad
    I get when
    I don't hear your voice, about how my wounds heal just when I hear you breathing
    about how comfortably your silence speaks under my silence and
    about how you always stay no matter
    what I do to get you away from me
    you always stay as if you don't want to know if there's other option existing
    .
    That day I told it that you made me believe that I'm fixable
    that the parts
    I thought are damaged completely can be healed
    that I'm worthy of everything
    You showed me how to live the evens out of odds
    you showered the rain of love upon this dark being
    you spelled happiness on me
    .
    I told it this
    I told it everything that day
    That day I told it about the truth I can see in your eyes
    That day I told it about what quantity of hurt I've forgotten since your arrival
    And lastly I told it that the whole story is you
    and the cure it doesn't care about is you
    That day
    .
    I asked it to allow me to have you in my writings so that even when there comes a time when I forget to love and smile
    I'll be looking back at these writings knowing that I still hold the change of healing
    That day I convinced it
    That day
    for the first time this art of writing fell in love with you just like I did
    .
    EASIER TO RUN
    :
    It's infinitely easier to doubt everything and everybody than to take one step toward believinghellip; again.
    Your ropes of unanswered prayers and broken trust are still tied to your hands and weight heavier than your heart.
    Because even though they cut the thread
    you couldn't leave it all behind
    It's easier to look back at what was than to look forward to what lies ahead when your present tastes bland and your eyes are drained of colour
    .
    It's easier to parcel out blame than to carry the consequences of all your mistakes all on your own
    It's lighter staring at a screen than listening to the lonely crowd inside of you
    Everything is quieter than silence
    anything is less heartbreaking than hope
    anyone is better than loneliness
    But sometimes one step is all it takes to be in the right direction to the right place where dreams come true and even if they don't
    nightmares are through
    Love is distant
    love is heavy
    but worth the wait but worth the weight
    .
    It's easier finding people who'll watch you fall than to find someone who'd make you fly
    and even harder for the one who'll make you feel like you're falling and flying all at once to find you.
    So I have loved you since the day you touched my night.
    And I'm grateful for the easy and the hard,
    for the light and the dark
    because everything I ran away from made me run into you.
    This is where I left it all My beginning and our end
    I became lost the moment you found me
    It was a good loss
    A losing of stars
    To feel the sun
    .
    But now everything is night Even the stars have scars
    And the only one on my side Is my fading shadow
    I'm okay with everything now Everything ends
    Every entrance is an exit Every answer is a question
    Every rise is some sort of fall Every hope is some sort of thorn Every sunset lets down a rose I'm okay Everything is fine
    Numb is a feeling That I feel nothing anymore
    Except the band aids You rip out with your goodbyes
    Which leaves scars You wouldn't call beautiful

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  • sanjay_writes 3w

    A dream came to me,
    One night in the past,
    That's become reality.
    .
    Once the road was clear,
    Once the path was set,
    I saw her with my eyes,
    But not yet.
    .
    Once upon the fog,
    A mist came over me,
    Picked me up,
    Dragged me over the sea.
    .
    An Angel that looked like her,
    An Angel that walked on air,
    So so lovely and pretty,
    She had a heavens flair.
    .
    She said I was hers,
    She was mine in the past,
    To be eternal flames,
    Forever to last.
    .
    I was put back on the ground,
    Woke up and not a sound,
    Hearing my heart beat in love,
    I could not stop thinking about
    what had happened above.
    .
    Loves winds flew my way,
    Loves winds swept away,
    Loves winds came to me today,
    .
    I now see her on the road,
    Human now or possibly my imagination
    both the same,
    She looks at me and smiles,
    I go and meet my eternal flame.
    .
    Not a word was said,
    She knew me and it showed,
    Here long at last,
    I met my soul mate on heavens road.
    .
    A cry in my whisper I hear,
    For the truth cast no illusion,
    Just a fancy thought, a wish I had,
    Thinking I could..my very real delusion.
    .
    I thought she might want me,
    I thought of giving her all my love the best I can,
    Singing songs of love,
    Thinking I could be her man.
    .
    What is a lie?
    To make me feel happy and good,
    For me to even think,
    For myself I misunderstood.
    .
    Realise there will be no love,
    I was acting out a false dream in the night and day,
    Smart, pretty..she is,
    Never even looking my way.
    .
    For I was false to my heart in feeling and thought,
    Thinking, I could of have been,
    Not thinking I was,
    A has been.
    :
    Dreams to live, the ones that made me so happy,
    Not founded on the truth,
    Throw away the dream I had of you and me,
    For the ugly reality of the truth.. I know now,
    I can say I see,
    It will not, ever be me.
    :
    What songs do I listen to heal?
    How many hearts are their kissing my wounds,
    as the moon carries my tender tune in her glow.
    Thoughts, compassion in a evening fog,
    misty is my heart as feelings swell uncontrolled.
    How many hearts did I cry for in a morning glory?
    As nobody cares for my heart or story.
    Does a Rose cry and nobody hears,
    her tender and gentle fears?
    When the sun sleeps upon a soft sky,
    does anyone feel, me and my silent cry?
    Tenderness sleeps tonight as she cries to sleep,
    gentleness is lost as tenderness is trying to keep.
    Venus of love cries as somber thoughts carry my heart,
    to lands where flowers are gray and butterflies cry in the day,
    Not evil is the tune winds play upon my world,
    a longing for someone to let me be their world.
    I want to be the moon, sun and laugh for the one,
    the one who will carry my heart as a prized soul to love.
    Gentleness, daughter of tenderness feels inside as a flower that does not bloom,
    mother of tenderness goes to sleep in crying, goes to bed with no love dying,
    father of strength left me tonight,
    feeling weak, feeling alone in my heart tonight.
    Inside they all sleep.
    Gentleness, softness has gone away,
    thinking of how many I cried for,
    Yet they did not cry for me.
    :
    Hear not a whisper
    To my soul
    Fear not the consequences
    Of losing all control
    Feel not the struggles
    Of getting myself out of this hole
    .
    Betrayed my own mind
    For passion I feel
    Falling in love again
    To what my heart thinks is real
    .
    In a dawn of night
    Passion runs free
    But I'm blind
    To what I should see
    .
    This not right
    This so wrong
    To embark in another
    Forbidden dark song
    .
    I should not feel
    Passion overpowering me
    I know better
    I know it was not meant to be
    .
    Can I not control my heart?
    Falling for another who is broken
    I did not hear the words
    My mind has spoken .
    Never another like
    Their kind
    They all seem to be the same
    As my heart is blind.
    .
    My mind says no
    My heart says yes
    Betrayal of my oath to myself
    Knowing in the end, I will be a mess.

    The shades of your eyes.
    .
    Eternity is sliced in two,
    My love, how flags in shores of memories live.
    I do know the future and the past, made me.
    I don't know how to love, I just love you.
    In your wide eyes, I see the suffering that haunts me.
    I love you when your eyes smile on the flowers of the field,
    And suffer when you suffer alone even in my care and love.
    .
    Split of the heart in two, I suffer in my heart, not telling you.
    How in your pain, blackness comes to me. Love does that my dear.
    As if all the pretty flowers wave goodbye and the air taste of blood.
    For truth, my love,
    I reach into the sky and yell why must you suffer.
    I rather suffer loving you, if you are pain and hurt.
    Then to be alone, for that's a price of love I pay.
    The shades of your eyes hold my heart, in the circle of time.
    My love, come to me, in this circle.
    To be held and be my past and future.
    .
    Who am I to say,
    When the one I love,
    Doesn't love me
    Yet she loves others.
    What am i to become
    When I see a flower so beautiful
    And bloomed of sweetness
    Such as I never seen
    Turns away.
    Why is sun so gray?
    Passing rays to others
    Missing me
    .
    When can I hear
    The voice of love?
    When silence is my only tune.
    How can the colors not be dark
    In a rainbow called love.
    Since the her gardens bloom
    For others
    I tend the fields of a barren heart
    Cold, isolated on winds that blow
    of air alone.
    Speak no more I will
    Because no ears to hear me
    No arms to embrace me
    No love to wrap around my heart
    Naked in the world as man
    Left alone.
    .
    Call the angels above
    With sincerity
    There is a hell
    And it's here on earth
    Without her love.
    I say grace in darkness
    That casts a shadow of being
    In misery.

    Does anybody feel my heart?
    Can I sleep a night in peace?
    Somebody hold my heart in love,
    If you hear me whisper to you,
    If you feel my heart, let me know.
    .
    I call upon the flowers of the green,
    I need to know,
    does anybody hear my call?
    Does anybody know what I have seen?
    .
    I sing upon roses of the red,
    in my heart, wanting to know,
    tired, tired, what's the use, laying on my window,
    save my heart as a soft wind that will blow.
    .
    Silence as the winds of fate
    collide in a warmth of a sweet night
    Finding out being unwanted anywhere
    is the coldest wind that blows in the air
    Stack of leaves lay on the ground
    brown as they decay
    nearby tree where
    I carved her initials and mine
    In the heart
    I formed from the imprint of my soul.
    Silence seems to be the best answer
    when
    I just want to cry and lie down
    comforted by tears
    who never abandoned me as other do.
    Darkness my dear
    hello again
    seems we sing and dance again in the songs of sadness.
    The tree of love I wrote our names on
    serves as a tombstone of my love.
    the leaves will decay nobody will remember them
    as my love for you
    nobody will shed a tear for me
    why should they?
    it was never their tree
    only mine for you
    only my love for you..
    are you ready darkness again we embrace each other
    loneliness and sadness of the dance floor
    as silence is our music we play
    let my heart be the silent audience
    let my tears
    each one
    clap sadness on my face
    Let's dance..tonight
    Darkness...
    to silence of being unloved
    By the one I love.
    .
    Is the price of love,
    To high to pay?
    For my heart?
    Looking at each relationship part by part,
    Shot more then a few times by the arrow from Cupid,
    When it's over, often looking and feeling stupid.
    Is the price to high,
    When it's over my heart torn up, hardens in a slow death die,
    Each price we pay for each relationship,
    One more chance, more more swim I take a dip,
    Swimming in these waters at first seem so clear,
    Becomes later, resentment, jealousy and fear.
    Getting out of the waters hurt to dry,
    Bleeding tears, bleeding all night in my cry,
    Often asking why, why why..
    :
    Love is a gamble.
    You lose to win and you win to lose
    When you lose
    the loneliness around you sparks the urge of hunger in your heart
    the ache of being with someone.
    You always find yourself going through the dry runs
    You roll the dice on the not so flat surface, called life
    again and again, but you only get a flashback of the struggles and strife that you had gone through.
    Your mind dives into the pool of greys and blues.
    Everywhere you see the dark and the gloom,
    even in the stars and the moon.
    The dejected thoughts of your mind,
    holds you tight, blocking your insights.
    You suffocate, you struggle,
    to be free from the demons which have trapped your
    ‘self’
    inside
    intimidating you from you in real.
    You fight back, you rise up,
    rise above,
    you rise above from the word called love.
    You start singing your new song on a new tune,
    then you realize that you have reached the point,
    where the loss tends to swoon.
    You let the world see the fire burning in you,
    at the same time,
    the calmness thriving
    inside, deeper than the sea,
    which makes you strong, steady and YOU.
    The refreshing naïve colors of life ignites the passion in your eager limbs,
    illuminating every corner that had once gone dim.
    And then you say, "honey,
    I don’t need any new neither do I need you".
    :
    MORNING NOON AND NIGHT
    :
    Every day feels the same.
    The same everyday thoughts turning into everyday words.
    The same nothingness filling the fullness of time.
    Every moment ends the same-as a distant memory.
    Everything looks the same as everything changes: A rose rising to the sun as a petal hits the ground. The sun setting to rise,
    the sun rising to set.
    Turn off the sun and watch the candle inside you flicker.
    You are a sun too,
    never mind your moonlight.
    Everything is silent but everything is breaking. Everything is screaming silently enough not to wake you.
    You wake up your dreams and wonder why they die.
    You hide your pain with flowers but flowers die too. The disasters in your soul are wearing a smile. Seeing through it !
    I hug you in a way that tells you everything is going to be okay.
    The moon wouldn't be the moon if the sun could touch her.
    But if the sun could touch her,how many stars would die?
    How many words would disappear.
    Would I still write you this poem?
    Love tries to fix what life breaks.
    So,
    as I watch you give up on how this day changes into the same old night,
    I change my new words into my same old soul

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    Love is gamble
    You lose to win and you win to lose

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  • sanjay_writes 4w

    I wrote this for a friend for her mom who was in the hospital a few years back on Mother’s Day ..she recovered and is fine now...
    ...
    Flesh, I am from your springs garden,
    Heart, I am the flower from the garden,
    Soul, I am the beauty of the flower.
    I am of you my dear mother, I am your flower.
    In pain you gave me life,
    In love, you made my life.
    I love you my dear Mother, I love you.

    Mommy, name when I was young,
    Diapers, crying fun was fun,
    You held me, tightly lovingly for me,
    You cried tears when I was hungry,
    You told me lullabies to make me giggle,
    Tickled me lovingly, gently told me I was a special one.

    Mom, name as I grew older,
    You told me about my body,
    changes that come,
    Of boys and their ways,
    You shared me your life,
    I love you my dear Mom.

    Mother, respect as a woman to woman,
    I know what you told me is true,
    Pain I went through you tried to save my pain,
    I love you Mother, I am alive of you.

    I am the flower, you are the garden,
    I love you Mom, in life and heaven we will always be one.

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    Happy'mother's day

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  • sanjay_writes 4w

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    Time of the past moves to my future,
    Covered by my solace wrapped in a illusion,
    As my heart is in suture,
    In a mist of my misery and confusion.
    .
    Upon I love on these lands,
    Hours, minutes, and days alone to think,
    In wishful kisses and tenderly holding hands,
    The registry and reality of its impact makes my heart deeply sink.
    .
    There will be for us, no tomorrow,
    There will be no us in days,
    Only my sorrow,
    In my heart and soul is where my sadness plays.
    .
    My own tender softness in comfort is in my solace so silent and agile,
    Dreams built on sand that does not last,
    Another heartbreak for my heart was never tough but fragile,
    Another dream that does not come true today so true it was in my past.
    .
    I hear my tears drop by drop fall,
    Each has a name of a shattered dream of you and me,
    Each drop silently makes my world crawl,
    I feel my eyes water so tenderly, each etched in a broken eternity.
    .
    No more of the bright nights in my thoughts,
    No more of kisses lasting for so long in time,
    For what broken love has brought,
    For life is a sad song with no rhyme.
    .
    I dug my own heart's grave,
    Oh I love again and I did not see,
    In my comfort in my solace my heart I must save,
    For loving someone who does not love me.
    :
    ;
    I seek not of the flame, for I dwell in the darkness.
    I Need not write my message into the bottle and throw it upon the shores,
    Upon the waves of the wide ocean, only to have it sink my message of love.
    .
    I am but a simple man, seeking love.
    Who am I,
    Even in a delusion I know who
    I am, even if false.
    Giving here, giving there,,both get
    All of me.
    What's left after I give,
    A shell of me.
    A man who gives..bye to any chance.
    Feeling as I am a container that leaks within to a silence.
    .
    What am I but:
    Stardust that fell into a black hole.
    I light in world fake and white ,
    I am the empty space only letting others shine.
    .
    Once my identity was revealed by the twinkle in your eyes.
    the flower I held was true of beauty.
    My voice heard in your soft hands on my face.
    I remember my feet danced to your heart beat looking at our home...
    The scars I feel on my back,
    The home of the wings you gave feeling I could fly higher for you..so you would be proud of me, of us.
    .
    Without you my dear...I am just a shell..a corpse alive...in search of answers.
    :
    :
    The choir of daylight has sung,
    All at rest, the night sings beautiful silence,
    all showers off the hardness of the day,
    The dirt, the pollution of words not wanting to hear.
    My love, take your naked hands and come to me,
    Let your palm begin where my skin ends,
    Let your wide eyes begin where my soul is the deepest for you.
    For my melted heart is yours.
    .
    You know how it is;
    You and I are not man and woman, nor two in love,
    We are those, yes.
    But we are the sum, the totality of life and love.
    I remember my dear, I remember,
    your homeless heart just laying
    in your chest, not fed with love
    Starving and thirsty of a soul,
    cold with no arms to hold at night
    fears with no ear to share with
    And I give her a home.
    In my chest..fed with love
    warmth with arms to hold
    ears to listen to your fears.
    We both starved in blood and stars,
    Seeking one, seeking the wind that echoes whispers.
    Come with your naked palms,
    Come let me get your heart
    out of the cold,
    and give her a home
    in mine.
    :
    :
    You sit,
    Magical in the way you play your piano,
    I feel your sadness making sweet love to those keys
    With your gentle fingers that touched my face.
    I feel your fingers, I feel the music, I feel you
    Softly swimming in my heart.
    .
    I watch silently
    My heart is still in sadness and love for you
    Your eyes reveal infinite love
    Your smile shows what beauty is.
    Your beautifully loving tears sing the songs
    never sang in your heart.
    And they must be beautiful songs.
    .
    As I hear the music. For your joys never shared
    with another, afraid no one would listen.
    My tears dance my love, my darling, with yours.
    .
    I am hearing you from inside. That vacant house you play
    Of love. Now filled by me. Now filled by 'we'
    .
    Over time of pain, now over time of love
    I listed to you,
    playing the piano as your
    soul gently makes love to
    the black and white keys.
    As you make love to my heart.
    :
    :
    The path of the Moons rise,
    Is set,
    The Rise of the morning glory in the Sun,
    Is set,
    But have we shared,
    Anything of value yet?
    .
    Trying to comprehend,
    What you say,
    Trying to fix and mend,
    Things gone wrong,
    before it goes away.
    .
    Eyes so focused, limited in view,
    Not hearing a word said,
    Not knowing what to say to you,
    Not listening, only speaking what's in your heart and head.
    .
    Many flowers grow,
    In the fields of gardens that yields,
    Others also know,
    So you don't have to put up your shields.
    .
    There is more than one way to skin a cat,
    There is more than one type of hat,
    There are other points of view,
    Not only the thinking of you.
    .
    You say right, I say left, no where it seems we have met,
    Then you say left, and I agree and say right,
    But your mind seems set,
    Turning into another fight.
    .
    Why?
    Then we seem to cry,
    Always saying, we never did lie.
    .
    Words used against each other in an attack,
    Seems to be the choice,
    Offensive maneuvers never giving any slack,
    With weapons, called our voice.
    .
    Used by our hearts,
    Even as we fall apart.
    Even daily, wishing for a brand new start.
    .
    It's never too late until it's too late,
    Dear,
    Let's think, be reasonable and wait.
    Let the pain reside,
    Let the love no longer hide,
    Stay, stay my dear, by my side.
    :
    :
    What in the world
    happened to my life? Once I was flying
    Seemingly out of no where
    My life feels like it is dying.
    .
    How can I handle all this drama?
    Loving and caring, everyone seems to dump on me
    Pain, bitter fights
    I just want to sing so tenderly.
    .
    The terms they use
    Going into realms of abuse I don't want or care
    Wishing, hoping and praying
    Not wanting to go there.
    .
    One side say this another says that
    It seems I am caught in the middle
    Not wanting to take side
    It is me they play as a fiddle.
    .
    The Rose is split
    Feel my heart torn by their hate
    They don't give any love
    They don't seem to appreciate.
    .
    What I have done for them
    In name of being a friend
    Just wanting everything
    To come to end.
    .
    Tired of the calls to me
    Telling me lies
    Cause in the end
    All I know, are the goodbyes.
    :
    :
    I am just a man,
    No more, no less.
    .
    Scattered among the ashes of
    time,
    blown away memories
    I once exiled from my heart,
    Sometimes comes back and haunts me.
    As weed as poison ivy.
    Leaving the ravages and venom of the past
    On my skin.
    .
    Now and then a songs comes back
    My soul dances to,
    Alone, with my dancer in my heart.
    Memories disguised as now in time.
    The brief smile comes,
    And if I'm lucky last a entire day.
    .
    For I am no more and no less then what
    You see.
    The fragility of life we try to seek
    Answers to questions we will never find.
    I am just a man,
    No more no less..

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    change is hard for a short while but staying is misery forever

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  • sanjay_writes 5w

    You say you know me,
    Is that so.
    You say you feel me,
    What do you know?
    .
    Under this protected heart of mine,
    Where were you when my life was tearing apart,
    Where were you when,
    I was breaking up inside, part by part?
    .
    You say you know me,
    As I gave my love and support to others away,
    When I needed help and love,
    Nobody came for me that day.
    .
    Something's not said,
    Hands not given to help,
    Even when I called,
    With a tender yelp,
    .
    I need help,
    I needed others,
    As they never showed up,
    My so called friend and buddy's.
    .
    Not a whisper was said,
    Not a prayer made for me,
    Ignored,
    I had to protect my heart for me to be,
    Happy with myself,
    Reliant only on me,
    You say you know me,
    You don't even know my reality.
    ;
    :
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    EVERY NIGHT FALLING FOR YOU COME BACK TO MY ARMS I WILL SECURE YOU ENTIRE WORLD
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    :
    :
    Love does not hide truth, humans hide love from the truth.
    I love you.
    Bare naked before you and with flesh.
    .
    As if to peel the bark off the tree without pain,
    Then pulling the wood of the off the roots.
    My love, layers removed over the course of time.
    Who you are, who I am.
    We learn from each, from pain and love shared.
    Our souls has danced and loved others.
    The fit not right of the joining, with others.
    What is revealed, what is done, past comes to bite.

    We are, we just are...the twins of the shores of the lovers.
    For my love, I revealed all, and you accept for what I am.
    As I accept you for who you are.
    My second heart, my second skin as I treat my own flesh.
    .
    For our flesh touch, as a kiss, as a hug.
    when my dear, we take off our flesh and the masks we wear..
    Then we are naked..our souls really see each other's...
    One...we become..
    In the joining of our souls in love.
    :
    :
    Love, came to me.
    You my queen, are the carrier of this gift.
    Between the graves of my past memories and future children of memories to be born with you, you came and filled my heart.
    I don't question the how, the why, the reason you are before me.
    I love you, that's all I know.
    With your precious eyes and the ripened lips you kiss me with.
    .
    In nights like this, alone in the shores of the golden skies.
    As footprints of previous memories wash away in the tides.
    The flowers of the waters with the petals keeping me company.
    You, my beloved, do not how far I come to know you my love.
    Over the sands of time, over the rocks of silence into your arms.
    Over waters and air of the blood of pain.
    I come to you, my soul naked and cold.
    It was you who wrapped me in your womb of love.
    .
    In nights like this, places that I died in, you become the living part of it.
    The air carries your flesh on mine.
    These grounds I am walk on, breath with your life.
    These waters have your sweet aroma, and in this
    Night, like previous moons ago,
    here.
    For you my dear,
    My love for you was born.
    :
    :
    Dear I want to tell you what is inside of me,
    In the path of the road,
    Sometimes things turn out what we did not want them to be,
    We both lovingly shared the tough load.
    .
    As if memories of spring,
    With the earth below my feet;
    The venomous feel of the sting
    From other people sweet. .
    None with you I don't have to plead,
    You make sure everything is all right,
    Now my heart from pain does not bleed
    I look at you as my shining light. .
    No matter what roads together we tread,
    For you I am here,
    Let your worries go away let them shed,
    Understand I love you have no fear.
    .
    Gifts bestowed to us is love divine,
    Sweet and gentle as you are kind,
    My love for you as the sun shine,
    Thank you my dear for giving me peace of mind.
    :
    :
    What does the flower want from the Sun?
    That she does not get from the soul of the air
    or the nectar from the ground.
    Harvest of the pollen she provides for others
    Does she need light and warmth
    In days cold and dark?
    Because that's what I gave to you.
    What does the butterfly want she does not
    already have?
    Is it the soft air to move her spirit
    or the flowers to which she enjoys company ?
    Lightness of a beauty as she flies
    For remember dear, you at one time
    Being in your cocoon I let you see your
    beauty.
    So bloom my dear, your Sun is another,
    For fly my dear, your flight is in another place.
    I sit here, remembering your sweet face
    Feel the warmth
    Feel the air,
    I so wish you where mine
    I so wish you did love and care
    when you were the flower, I was your Sun
    When you took flight out of your shell, I was your air,
    But remember for you
    I was always there.
    :
    :
    And I been told,
    Love is to honor,
    Cherish and hold.
    .
    I know of
    This thing,
    Loved once and more,
    For what love and her beauty will bring.
    .
    I look at my life,
    I look at you at your face,
    From my heart, do you want me?
    Asking The Lord in grace.
    .
    I see your beauty of the inside,
    The feelings you don't say,
    Those feelings that you hide.
    .
    The feelings of a butterflies wings,
    That are painfully broken,
    From when in love,
    Another said that are spoken.
    .
    The feelings of wanting passion,
    Unlimited to no end,
    Spending nights alone crying to the pillow,
    As a friend.
    .
    The little princes inside of you,
    That never grew up and still believes,
    Fighting with the inner adult,
    Knowing the world does deceive.
    .
    The past teaches me,
    Things are not as it seems,
    Often crying alone,
    Because of my dreams.
    .
    To hold, and you see,
    To love,
    With every ounce of me.
    .
    But seems when I say "I love you",
    Like a dream in my youth from yesterday,
    My princess, my dreams of a lady for me,
    The always seem to go away.
    .
    It would be a honor
    To hold your hand,
    It would be a desire,
    To take a walk on my life's land.
    .
    But it seems as those wings,
    Broken from the past when I cry,
    Are fixed, and tell them I love them,
    They go away and fly.
    :
    :
    The flame burns as touched,
    Oh my own, oh my dear,
    The innocence is lost, yet it never left.
    The truth must be said, for the flames to unite.
    Of my love, of our connection,
    As my eyes gaze on you
    .
    There was yesterday, many moons ago.
    Each passing with a flame.
    New and beautiful yet the flame burnt hot.
    So quickly to ashes and to dust to dust.
    .
    Those moons where incomplete
    I, as man with no love burn the fire not lit
    I knew in my dreams you where there..
    I see you..
    My dream in front of me..
    I feel you
    Your emotions at rest in me
    I smell you
    Your skin, bare
    Your passion, in my blood traveling into my destiny.
    Yet you don't know me yet you may feel me.
    Not knowing why.. You are my future as you are in my past.
    Centered and connected in the waters of time.
    As I seen you in the past
    In my dreams as a ghost to love to become real,
    sleeping or awake.
    I am your love to be..
    We have talked a few times..
    Did I feel deeper then the others?
    You are my future
    My lady..
    You never met me..
    But my soul has met yours..
    Years ago...
    :
    :
    Take off my dear that mask
    You wear in the solitude of the day
    Take off my love that mask
    You hide under in the night
    Eyes are meant to speak love
    Not to pretend love
    Smiles are meant to dance with joy
    Not to smile when sad
    Take of that mask my dear
    Fear is no longer needed
    Unsung stories of your dream Needs to be released In the night
    The stars shine
    One the brightest
    You
    In the day
    The flowers bloom
    One the sweetest aroma You
    Take off the mask dear
    Smile
    Nothing needs to be hide
    Your heart is beautiful Your heart is the power of love
    :
    :
    Time of essence is not needed,
    love forever stands.
    As the winds of fate go on,
    The heart of mine speaks my love,
    The reflection of life that breathes in me,
    Passages of time,
    Forever speaks,
    Destiny of my soul is already written,
    For my love, for you.
    :
    :
    Where does the passion reside my love?
    Where does it hide?
    Let me share something only I whisper to your heart,
    before a word is written or a word read,
    I already have you in my heart.
    Before a single word is put on paper,
    I kiss you with my lips.
    Before two words come together,
    we already share a smile, a joy, a laugh.
    Before the sentence is finished,
    before the last word composed,
    I already feel you in my arms.
    As the words are written, as my mind races for words,
    all I do is take my passion and love transfers it to paper.
    All I have ever wrote or written is about you,
    that you read is my love from my heart to you,
    to know passion is alive, is simply a reflection of you..

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    You say you know me
    But you have no idea
    Who I am

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