Submissions by ashrafmills
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not a real poet, but I'm a poet
Emotions Run Wild
so unpredictable it is like a hurricane.
It subsidies into a gentle rain.
The sun paint a rainbow in the sky.
The birds and the bees come out to play, and then she ran away.
For her love is just a game,
For me it is pain.
The flame of love
Burns me again
And again.
It subsidies into a gentle rain.
The sun paint a rainbow in the sky.
The birds and the bees come out to play, and then she ran away.
For her love is just a game,
For me it is pain.
The flame of love
Burns me again
And again.
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Wink
Wink
I see you from across the room, you make my heart go boom.
I love your indecent lovely wink, my knees go weak, my heart skip a beat.
you winked at me another time, my stomach turns, my mouth go dry. I'm reaching out to touch your hand, please lead me to your heavenly bed.together we shall find the bliss that we so seek in each others winks.
I see you from across the room, you make my heart go boom.
I love your indecent lovely wink, my knees go weak, my heart skip a beat.
you winked at me another time, my stomach turns, my mouth go dry. I'm reaching out to touch your hand, please lead me to your heavenly bed.together we shall find the bliss that we so seek in each others winks.
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Blossoming Beauty
Blossoming Beauty
Oh Jacki ! You are so dear to me, you stole my heart on the first day.
And when I went away you kept a part of me.
Oh Jacki, I miss you so.
I miss your warmth.
I miss the could.
Remember those summer nights at the pool, or at Uncle Fouzil.....
And how beautiful you use to look, dressed in your purple dress,
the one you would wear for my birthday in October, November and December.
Oh Jacki, I can never forget your fragrance, your warm embrace.
And those cold nights at Menlin Square, or Sunny Side, oh how can I ever forget.
I...
Oh Jacki ! You are so dear to me, you stole my heart on the first day.
And when I went away you kept a part of me.
Oh Jacki, I miss you so.
I miss your warmth.
I miss the could.
Remember those summer nights at the pool, or at Uncle Fouzil.....
And how beautiful you use to look, dressed in your purple dress,
the one you would wear for my birthday in October, November and December.
Oh Jacki, I can never forget your fragrance, your warm embrace.
And those cold nights at Menlin Square, or Sunny Side, oh how can I ever forget.
I...
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The Colour Of Your Day
The Colour Of Your Day
under the eldos sky
How did you colour your day...
did you paint it dull and gray
or did you colour it with joy.
Did you sketch yourself with a smile
or did you paint a tear in your eye.
what colour did you colour the ones you love,red is anger and green is envy,
so colour them brown like the earth we walk on.
Draw a smile on every face.
Paint some hearts and even stars.
For hearts is love and stars is guidance.
Rub out from all the faces their sorrow
what colour will you paint you day tomorrow
under the eldos sky
How did you colour your day...
did you paint it dull and gray
or did you colour it with joy.
Did you sketch yourself with a smile
or did you paint a tear in your eye.
what colour did you colour the ones you love,red is anger and green is envy,
so colour them brown like the earth we walk on.
Draw a smile on every face.
Paint some hearts and even stars.
For hearts is love and stars is guidance.
Rub out from all the faces their sorrow
what colour will you paint you day tomorrow
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DU Poetry : Submissions by ashrafmills