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Just wanted to wish you a Blest day! Thanks. Hugz, Pink.
Pot of Gold
Searching for a four leaf clover in the green grasses that grow in the rocks The little people point the way Just looking for that pot of gold Me thinks its in the hills or mountains Not sure weather its north or south or near th
rise
Thought for tonight
May You Glitter World
This poem is all unknown for written,whom did myself just saw once,when she was waiting for hire of vehicle,and just stared little....
Give Me The Same........
The poem for such who only glitters in wealth,and leave one when its time to share and wipe out sorrows..not be written for to hurt any one personally.
Who are you all
Poem is written for the one imagination of love one seeking to have manner by thirsting to have in life....
Eleanor
Eleanor Roosevelt she did alot in her own way to help this country the usa
Three Wise Monkeys
This poem is based on a real life experience, the legend of the three wise monkeys is true to my knowledge, and has great significance in our lives, it may be a Buddah statue I am not sure of it's actual origin. please enjoy this tale. Written: 18th January 2014
ATLANTIS - The Lost Continent
The poem is based on the mythical continent of Atlantis, fact or fantasy, you be the judge, this is my version of the story. Written: 2nd July 2013
The Mysterious Crystal Ball
This piece of poetry is more a narrative of history, 2nd last poem I wrote of my original collection in the 2000s
AUSTRALIANS !!!
They might need Cheering Up ???
my head in the clouds
just random thought
EDGE OF THE SEA
By: Schyler Silvey our ship wrecked on shores that were unknown to me no one escaped from what all i could see i lay on the beach in shock and dismay where i cry and so constantly pray then i see life in the far distant sun she looked very
what love means to me
By a fleeting touch of your hand You light up my skin and my heart And I know that you are the man With whom I just can't bare to part. I feel love and passion so deep That I'd rather spend every night Watching you quietly as you sleep, Shinin
Gloomy Dusk (Haiku-Soulgoddess challenge)
In response to a SoulGoddess challenge...love this style...so constrasting and non-plural....
~~~U will have to forget about flirting!~~~
For All the ones that have experienced Love but, were not successful in accomplishing its conclusion i.e. by staying together, getting married nd bla bla yada yada dada dada
the impertinent master
the"known"has the stone unpermanence...
the perfection(master oshiba's lesson)
you think its easy to compare melons ?..ha ha !
a zen story
thanx for your visit master oshiba...
aspergus moon
doctor roland/mysterious lorentz
Expression of love
Strong Emotions of love creating flow of thougts!
sunset pearl
cerebral celebration..I have a preference for impossible love and ..liars..
"Danish Tales"
here i express my favourite fairytales from my childhood... and nowadays i really don´t know the influence of them in my present life...
illigal trade in soul and body
on the corner of the streets in lay byes they stand dressed in there rags to riches clutching their mobiles in hand wondering where there next fix maybe to escape their termoil of this land punters come and go they like voultors prey on the vo
hurt
hurt bitter resentful conflict words haste sow love not bitter seeds hurt
desicions made otherwise
There was a small village. Where happy people lived. But when the vikings came, causing pain. ransacked a town left burning but condemned by rain. A youngster came along. saw that all happiness was gone. buildings blackburned and hidden zombi
a wink in time
was to recall that cur, always bit the hand that fed them
The visions.
It was thinking about the faces on web,faces,faces...!
A evening tremor..!
On the same thought as my previos poem,thanks to all you fine people..!
Tale of Two Wings
This poem is inspired in form by Chinese literature and in feeling by the forum of someone I met here who lives in China. I love Chinese literature and stories about Chinese culture, both recent and ancient.
The night
One more to hopefully ponder over..!