Poetry Blogs (lovely)

What we think is lovely

shapes what we think

is not.

What we think is good

defines the bad.

Life defines death.

Long defines short.

High can't exist without low.

The Spirit-filled teacher

sees clearly,

is not trapped

in the pull of opposites.

She teaches

with her mouth shut,

nurtures others

with non-possessive warmth,

setting them free.

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When the Sky is dark blue 
And the Dawn becomes true 
Just pray, same as I do 
May my wish touches you 

When sun rises in the Sky 
And the birds ready to fly 
Just remember what I say 
We'll meet, surely, in Mumbai 

When you stay lonely at night 
And you wear your lovely white 
Just be sure I'm always right 
You're lovely dream on sight
 

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You're Welcome

Lovely smiles at early morning, 
Poetic voice says: “Hello” 
Shiny eyes yearning look.
 Asking happily “How are you?” 

When did we met and where! 
Few years ago, may be more 
It was crowded party there 
When she shines out of the door 

We had a table, but no talk 
Merrily smile, she looks shy 
Asked timidly can we walk? 
I shook hands, then walk...

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Don't wear contact lenses 
Your eyes are my Ocean
Let me feel your lovely senses 
And see you my Queen. 

Don't use makeup material
Just be same as you are
Rosy cheeks are really natural 
looks for me as star.

Don't cut your shiny hair 
I love it to become so long 
Set free your hair to air 
And let me enjoy the song.
 

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Buying each other pointless things

chocolates flowers diamond rings

In the hope to share our love

But still it feels it's not enough

We could just forget it 

and we wouldn't regret it 

But those feelings i have make me want to share

love you show you how much i care

It's strange how without you i feel so alone

makes me weep cry and moan

I'm to emotional and sensitive

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Take me to the woods to rip out my soul -

Kill me and bury me in a deep, dark hole.

Kiss me,

Drunkenly,

In abandoned houses,

Listening to my heart scream -

Drowing out the loudness.

Photos forever of jumping trampolines,

And a mother suffering silently,

Mentally.

Sleeping on the floor with the sick kittens -

Wondering where I put the sandwich I bit in

Which tree...

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