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Submerged in doubt one floats carefree in aimless waters without hope of touching land. Tethered with guilt and regrets one tows his/her soul to a destiny of penance. Overt or clandestine, pain is no one’s gain if one can grasp
once it breaks then mends again it’s never quite the same the wall goes up…uninviting less willing to play the game remain on guard don’t lose yourself don’t give it all away tread cautiously don’t assume be mindful what you
You wake up everyday refreshed, Every meal you have is from Le Cordon Bleu, Every day at the office is nothing but concord and smiles, Your spouse the most attractive, your house the best sized and equipped, and everyone you
And what for this rallying call mellifluous our human and brutish moments the heaving and seething and bitching sighs and sweat to stray, accumulate, funny pictures beneath a huge and hurting sky soaked and sore in summer sun or frozen
People changes I have heard of it. But did not know that they will end up without exchanging a word.. They were lying in each other’s arms Holding their hands tight. With a silent promise to be each other’s forever
Walking on the streets nearby, a small pussy, I saw, Mewing, as abandoned, alone and aloof, so sad, Thirsty and hungry, I felt the need of saving and serving And took it home, to be blamed by my wife, as
Jesus appeared in the lounge there was no doubt as to his authenticity and the bartender had left the taps unguarded a second miracle as the former barflies would attest when confronted by Truth there is no need for a
Happiness happens when you least expect it. It can come after a while of being rejected. When you are feeling down, life’s moving kinda slow, happiness can happen from a simple hello. When you admire someone and they say hi.
Walking with a heavy heart Am I moving from future to past? Those happy colours of life Are they being discoloured by continuos strives? Those frank laughs and talks And those innocent smiles and all Have they become just a
Imagine Israeli and Palestinian children given flowers, roses, and peace signs To take home to their parents as gifts of love and freedom. Imagine smiling at them and learning of The future they have in store for more Balanced communities
salted with landmines a cordite whiff scents the dry breeze clumps of bushes and rich brown soil dotted with dull white glints of fractured bone a place where animals used to browse this is the place to pray furthest away
I once loved this girl Whose smile shone like a pearl, And at the school dance With every glance, She could make the boys stare With her elegant swirl. She had the most perfect scent With a busty set of
what lies inside is what scares most as i am not normal i am but a ghost. withen my chest lies a burning desire burning at degrees almost not fathemable that rise to a million degrees, my chest pounds every
Love is like an aroma of flowers, Stimulating the senses, Waking the ravenous hunger, Of an insatiable thirst for, Unhurried passion. A love lies beneath, That’s a light from within, With glowing embers of passion, Hearts racing in unison, Emotions
My love, I would like for you to be sad in my absence, wandering among thorny regions, miserable, drowning in dry leaves, picking little stone to throw at noisy birds and children. My love, I would like for you to
Get out, Outrageous fiend! Forget everything that was once there Understand it is nothing to wear Constants now becoming variables Killing like animals; everyone inside. You shalt not see my face no more originally, I thought you a bore Understand,
Have you ever experienced the sweetness of nothing and exhaustion of everything? Have you laughed so much that your urge to cry grew stronger? Have you dealt with sleepless nights bothered by nothing in particular and everything in general and
Old and lonely at life’s end Taking life as it comes many sunrise dry the dew that soaked the clothes many sunset I have seen Barren lands are now towns right before my eyes roads have sprung where vegetation thrive
The wind on high blows and branches bow on the tallest of trees and together they lean in shades of the brightest greens, walk with me along the high heath and gather flowers that spray all around your knees as
Mind your language Hold your tongue—-don’t let it wag Put it between. Words can be treacherous Be mindful enough to check their undaunted flow They might submerge you. Avoid speech Seal your lips Rise a wall Reality is risky Secure
Everything has a time, A time to be, A time to become, And today it was ours! To be, Two starry-eyed lovers. The subtle smell of the bodies, That still lingers around. The passion that embodies, The souls in sound.
A sailor’s story lingers long while others disappear; its locale point is Cuban soil when freedom was still here. My tall young frame was all decked out with new tight tailored whites, with thirteen shiny buttons new, that much improved
REMEMBERED If I could remember the day, the when, the where we last met, all so easy yesterday with a picture framed and set. Within my head, always there available whenever wanted, a picture kept, a memory fair inside me
I thought you would walk behind, but you went ahead. I felt your place is at home, but you went to rule the world. I believed knowledge is my domain, but you invaded that terrain. I was conditioned to believe
within the human bodymind what is the purpose of a spark? a spark ignites- if understood if fired up fierce passion plays upon the face of god- within the heart of god mother/father- light this realm tend this carefully laid-out
Each moment that I spend in waiting Counting each second, thinking of you Every moment of love that you framed in my life Every special thing you did for me Each hug, every song you sang to me Each word
One heart so full of love One sky so pretty from Sunrise to sunset, one Moon sometimes silver Sometimes red, sometimes Gold, one voice singing I love you whether or not You love me yet… Oh ONE RAISED, one red
The restless weather curses me, Why not fly back to your nest thee; There where you always belonged, Where thy heart longed. The Lady waiting on the streets in those eager evenings, Those roads are lost in the new beginnings.
Divide & rule is a common act in our nations, They say politics is a dirt game, though every day we experience politics, Allocation of resources been major politics, It’s a horrifying reality but we have politicians & voters, Lisa
The flesh was putting up a brave dialogue. I was willing to play the game. Stunned, shocked, pleasantly sore basking in heat of silk throat, I asked the needles to go ahead and stitch the wounds without loss of blood.
It was when feelings unfurled And the heart opened wide Down poured a gush Of all that was once untold Tickles from within Brought out the smile, never so shy Tears filled in the eyes Which never wished to cry