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Perhaps I am crazy, I sought the limit of the boundless ocean, I implored the river to stop for a moment to listen to the music of my soul– Perhaps, perhaps Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow there is
Sometimes I think about everything and in my wonder all my thoughts they do shudder a neurological network gone asunder a beautifully terrible bundle of fibers my Mind carefully stutters an enemy larger than life, yet a friend which could
Like city wall that blocks off invaders, so is the skin which covers the body from head top to the sole of the foot. A wall that protects the body against known and un-known enemies, a drain pipe that discharges
Consciousness is but an electric signal that originates in a receptor neuron cell and then travels down sensory neuron cells to the spinal cord and brain only to return by motor neuron cells to a muscle move This full cycle
Reporting my story to you Live on CNN the Cable Network News Interviews with Christiane Amanpour So ambitious she wants to write my memoir Like TmZ hasn’t already asked for more Even though I’m so unknown Boy from the projects
Standing on a sand island I was looking at the landscape of the aura of a lobbied avatar. The chill was spreading on the river unfazed. The sassafras had a logistics network to penetrate in the oysters, becoming grayish white
One ring from “My Friend”, Nice to hear can join a team outing, But “Am Not” part of that team, Curious to know which place- It’s “HONNEMARUDU”, “One Ring”– Made an Amazing Golden Moment with Nature!! With the blessings of
You really truly helped me being there when no-one was, The fact you came to be with me meant such an awful lot, You revived my instability just by being you, Thank you for you time and strength; helping me
Don’t take your faded floral Out the front door Your dirty laundry From this ship to that shore Don’t tell your lovers’ quarrel To the neighbor next door It’s a pity there are people who prey on The personal problems
Your loyal and trustworthy; a true special kind Beautiful soul in spirit & mind You are a person whom I can depend Thank you for being such a good friend Thank you for being supportive & not giving up You
A scent of fresh glowing flowers graced the room Noting an expression of optimism on one’s face Swifted the day with an agile grace Having motioned by a thought Engulfed by confidence Incredible imagination running rampant Ideas tendered by success
Did wise men from the Buddhist east Worship the child Jesus as messiah? If so, may not fungible god or fungi yeast Raise dough over the same fire? Was it reincarnated lama or messiah The Magi come thus far to
Mistakes are generally committed in plenty while Life moves on as lengthy Mistakes doesn’t flash before thought It springs up only after thought Mistakes are mostly UN intentional but they are pointed out as intentional Mistakes in life are the
You speak ill of my name Onto you, shall bring much shame Your actions should make you feel ashamed The finger points to you in blame Take my name off your tongue Don’t waste the energy from your lungs Instead
Again the panic grips. Clones from the frozen cells of rot-scented rafflesia growing in abundance. Huge pitchers are swarming the landscape. You walk into the trap. The lid falls, blocks the way out and sharp spikes pierce through you, so
Space is occupied by space, strength and vitality, a sphere of activity where space is shaped. The mind is preoccupied by thought, identification of process and an abstract concept of time represented and labelled. Mind is a reflection of past,
May the best day of the rest of your life begin today May all those yesterdays that sought to destroy you be captured May all your yesterdays that meant you no good be found guilty as charged May all your
Somewhere Down Over South Hawthorn’s Way That’s where we would always meet at the dark End of the street in the moon’s shadow Teenagers sneakin’ some kissin’, some huggin’ And some lovin’ until the break of day and just A
A face unbeknownst – belying recognition, To create mighty buildings is his mission. With caring hands does he mix, The cement and mud that he spreads over the bricks. Over his head he carries, The stones brought from the quarries.
Dewdrops fall on to my window on a bright morning, bringing the memories of you, the days we had, the many sunlit days, the time we spent together, leaving a small tear of happiness behind, which is the memory I
You’ll often see them running and chasing across the plains, a rabbit skipping and laughing at an eagle, in great pains. But why’s the eagle running, surely he can fly? Sadly he’s afraid of heights and frightened he may die.
Remember that fairy tale we read together? The prince and princess wearing crowns stellar studded with the rarest of gems! I got similar ones made by my jeweler. But he said he’d have to use artificial colored stones I Compromised!
Even when the night air is calm and still you can hear the wailing of women from the past that flung themselves off of WIDOW’S HILL to the cold, cold ocean below and legend has it at Collinwood they’re waiting
Moments of blur, moments of clarity, Moments of us, moments of rarity… It’s the illusion of reality we call life, when it really is just a metaphorical rife… I see us together, yet far apart. Maybe it’s the agony of
In the cool of the evening we’d gather ‘round To lift our voices in joyful sound. We’d tune our guitars to perfect pitch And then the singing would commence without a hitch. We’d sing of Jesus and His love And
Lead me into, the green darkness, under the nude flames. It was hurting; the golden sun. Out of full moon, werewolves would come out chasing the flesh, the long limbs of silence, in asci of fluids, stopped in tracks. No
Have you contrived, to deprive me of sleep, By way of smiles, and acts of sweet accord, To make me toss in bed, for meanings, deep, Which sowed between my heart and mind, discord? Have you, your ways conspired to
She walks boldy with confidence. She walks awoken with consciousness. She walks with her head held high as she looks upon Her Father in the heavenly sky. As she walks by they get one glance into her eyes. Something that
So long all my comrades here all comes to an end Fitting to seek absolution for lapses I didn’t intend Trudge deemed eternal was fleeting in contrast It slipped past so rapidly not much long did it last Rues a
Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and
(1) Over those houses, melts a cloud. Liquid lead leaks from the ceiling of our ancient skies. Foggy damns still come out of the land’s bottom, since a sword had ripped off Earth, which had been then bandaged by an