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AIDS-will you let me live? You will live, if you remain faithful to your spouse, you will live , if you avoid sexually depraved activities, you will live, if you leave morally permissive life, hedonist world, media, and society promote.
Sixties came and went, As the seventies rolled in I was born upon my mother’s breast Last of four kids, I was the baby of the family Seventies were filled of adventure, fun, and games Learning new faces and names
friends are someone.. who meet each other- to share joy and sorrow and celebrate happy moments together. here my friends-never I had the chance to see them face to face. we share a world made with the trust of god’s
Just say no to corrupt politicians, lying and cheating with their secret missions. Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye then stealing its lolly and watching it cry. Just say no to the corrupt EU, actually achieving what Hitler failed
We sure did love the lollipops, the cracker jacks, the Holloway candy sticks, the chocolate coated ice cream bars, and those tootsie rolls. We simply could not get enough of the pop sickles, the cool aids, and the soda pops.
I didn’t really notice her, to start with, A girl with too shaped hair and clothes beyond her years It wasn’t right, clearly not right Medieval in some respects An heir and a spare her task But a fairy-tale danced
I Wish Racism Would Die. I Wish It Would Go Away, Because Racism Is Like A Disease, And People Make It Stronger Everyday. Why Are People Hating Each Other, Because Of The Color Of Their Skin? To Me, Color Ain’t
It goes without saying; soon the cow barn will be full & men quite drunk, Women busy preparing to feed stomachs and give one of their own away, To who, doesn’t it matter? Old, too old or extremely old, a
Through all the rank smells of the city’s shore The ocean’s breath says ages of being. Dark blue depths, salty finned life, and much more, Shifting of arm hair aids my eyes seeing My ancestors rising out of the vast
Well And Everybody longs for someone to love The unconditionally well I think I’ve Finally met my match written in the stars Of destiny and so I Vow here and Now to love you more today than yesterday more tomorrow
After the flood had gone A wreckage of human waste we come Seas have shattered the lives of some I know we must rebuild as the tide succumbed Nowhere to live, not even clothes to put on Nature tells us
When I close my eyes at night there is darkness. When my eyes open in the morning there is light. I pray that the world will experience a brightness of fortitude where all men, all women, and all animals can
I used to have an organ beating, In my chest, rhythmic repeating The self same tunes for eternity; It resides now no longer with me. “Thief, where have you taken it? Even love hath forsaken it, Though the blood within
Sound of Bell is an experience to thrill When the school Bell rings for class to begin students experience creek sound with their heart beating at random When the school Bell rings for class to end Students feel rhythmic sound
You told me lot of stories….. on the field, in the moonlit night. stars above and the moon alone listened to your words, far away, someone is singing a song, song of desire and despair song of departure……. a story
Can someone fall in love without meeting Can someone fall for a person one has never seen Hands which were never touched Voice which was never heard Those beautiful love filled eyes which were never seen Yet it’s so true
Up here, the indecipherable universe Unfolds into a trillion starry mysteries Spreading light-years above The crowded frequencies of Earth Crackling in the atmosphere Transmitting to ten thousand towers of Babel Scattered across the hills like spores of static And the
let it be yourself, the brightest of the sunshine that will become, survive, fair to friends and foes, the one and all,sharing the same world. in time of the disaster, the mind for good and the assistance, the nobility of
Knock knock knock!! He knocked the door with fear The night was not so dark not so bright The moon was hiding its face Behind the thin cloud The road was alone The wind was cold Nobody answered behind the
Night after night, watching your face shimmer with tears, night after night, watching your face burrow into my breast, I have wondered, my love, full of misery and mystery, I have wondered. This being, so incredibly sad, this being, so
This night, the moon shining at the window There are some noises tonight Tonight there are some noises to build love There are some noises tonight Not all angels look alike, not all, my love! With some there’s nothing left
Behold our world so tired, torn, and insecure Filled with high tech answers, but yet unsure Nation after nation, fighting terror and crime Does mankind’s DNA force us to be so unkind? Many are seeking solutions, while others whine When
With a sinking heart he compiled All the memories that are scattered behind He resigned from his past and assign himself for the mankind Jogging on the road of prosperity and snoop in the ways of wind It was just
awake and lonely someone said Just look at me somewhere someone, is looking right at you, turned around wonder, who are you? he replied, its me moon awake Sad, alone for centuries, awe Sun leave, cerise. while afar. . .
You bloom in my heart like a beautiful rose in summer. You cherish my spirit and give me the sense of delight. Your innermost dreams and incredibly zany desires Are so fantastic and bright. Your radiant smile is wonderful, gorgeous,
Young days start with a nostalgia for a lost freedom Anxiety was the prime suspect. As the age moves on, truth consumes the virtue. I hold this insult in the throes of conscience with tears. The dreams did not last
And I almost caved in when I sat down on the sand dune Like dancing serpents the sand particles danced before me Enthralled me, swept me off to fall in love with them I closed my eyes, breathed Choosing to
Round and round the garden lost in despair Fur wet with tears is a suicidal teddy bear The children have grown up and there’s no one left to play Everyone has forgotten this was his birthday No more hugs and
Your eyes Are bluer than the skies Of summer. They shine more brightly Than heavenly stars that sparkle nightly. No finer line Could ever define A shape more perfect in design. One look and I’m enraptured – Captured! They have