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You Took My Heart ( Ilona Hesse )

You took my heart And locked it in a cage, You got rid if the key; Simply turned the book's page. I haven't seen my heart, But I still feel its beat, And the thought of loving you, Makes my poor soul weak. Looking at your picture; Framed by my hands. Not sure what to do, Not sure of my plans. Am thinking of you, And my heart you took. Please take care of it, Give it a second look. It's very breakable, So keep it by your side, Because I might need it again At some point of my life. By ( Ilona Hesse )

The Thing Called Love ( Smita Dey Tarafder )

Olden are the times of honesty and revelation of reveries, And days of affirming love with mere shyly smiling auguries,  Within the deepness of dismal pathways singing the expression, Of love, being captured by continual gaze in act of divination. Times of this mystifying experience was cadenced in the heart, Within the intensity of desolated shores where songs of alleys depart, In the mid-summer fixture between singing waves and musical breeze, Dressed in golden mask, Love- the pleasure of life did increase. And the dame, once beautifying self for reunion with the knight from dreams, Is now poisoned with his rhyming words of wonder world, and in solitude screams Day dreams, the nightmares of crumpling skies over love’s clandestine garden, Under waving wind, rushing rain and stroking sun, her fairy-tale becomes a burden. The dreaded whisper of comfort, vanished in the dark anxiety of doubt, As the dame’s desire was combusted, confine...

Stepping Out ( Ilona Hesse )

Oh, shadow, let me go, Let me go off of your hands, Bring back the light I used to see on the path. Take away my fear, And give me back my courage. I need to step out, Step out of your home; It makes me weak, It takes everything away from me. Let me step out, Just one more time, And then keep your door closed, Lock it with a chain. I don't hate you, I just can't need you At this time of my life. I shall return, When the time is right; When my thoughts are back. By ( Ilona Hesse )

Love isn't Fair ( Lacy Marie Gibbs )

My heart is aching,  My eyes are burning,  My mind is racing,  Yet my body is still yearning.  Me here and you there,  Just wishing you were near,  My doubt creeping up,  Me thinking i m not good enough.  My fear of loneliness,  It's always there,  So now i must confess,  I just don't think love is fair. BY ( Lacy Marie Gibbs )