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Vice becomes the misery of a life lacking the highest vibration ….LOVE! Write on the "casinos" to drown out reality!!
the poetry is part of my book called " the souls capturing city " it was originaly writen in Romanian, but i have translated it with the help an AI hopw that you will like it
Haven't a clue where this came from. Yet, hope it may inspire. It's a tough crowd here.
Rainbow's in a waterfall, magical, beautiful and breathtaking. Lovely to watch, inspiring hope and dreams. But always keep your distance when the waterfall is strong or you could be broken and become part of the rainbow.
Loneliness is often just like dreaming for someone missing from your heart
Human nature brings out new determination....but it takes time.....
poetry friends are the best
Spent a lot of my free time on my phone and on my video games at home. Other than that it is planning my future trip to Hawaii at the end of July.
Within the river of dreams see how they flow gently in silver streams The flow of life ever changing Circumstances rearranging Though at times it feels life around us is in a mad race While other moments it freezes in dead space T
Memories of a time long ago raising my daughters.
Wordsmith and poets, weave-sew Phrases-words, kneaded like dough Mixed together, eased into verse Poetry-descriptive, kind not a curse Lyrics of songs, can't control fate Lighthearted banter, can act as bait Strung together, a storyline unfol
Blast the basic primitive notion to conform to the norm or sware by another's devotion. A brick placed against the same In order to wall off trouble will only in time be lost in the rubble. So pay little heed to the dominant suggesti
Another Song/poem from My Fantasy Bard Allwyn Marcher. This one needs a little explanation. In the Fantasy world where Allwyn lived and died, he made his home in a small town Called Bendir, ( think medieval market town LOTR style, but with magic being more common place), located in Bendir Dale The Hawkin Is a bit like a local Militia )combined peace keeping force and town guards) in the Dale, it is a Voluntary organisation dedicated to protect Bendir aid travelers along its dangerous roads, Also the actively seek out threats against the Dale and Bendir (Orc uprisings, Evil wizards, ect ect), Members of the Hawkin are Called Defenders, Allwyn became Defender This song was written By Allwyn as a tribute to one of his brothers in arms who fell in battle against a powerful foe In defense of the Town
Another Song/poem from the Quill of My Fantasy Bard Allwyn Marcher. This one needs a little explanation. Mannor Mourne is an ancient castle Perched high in the Spires, (A range of mountains), It was Once a happy place , The lord and Lady of Mourne were Kind generous folk. Defenders of that is right and wholesome the enemy of all that is evil, They even opened up their castle to the Orphans of the Isle Of Arelith, They fell to a Daemonic curse and all in the castle became vampires, even the children. This Song/Poem was written by Allwyn after he joined a group who went there to cleanse the castle of it's evil. Quite a few of the party he went with Fell prey to the Child Vampires Because they stayed their hands in killing them. With this song/Poem Allwyn hoped that any others who went there would see that putting and end to the Vampire Children would in the end be a blessing to to them , for in final death they would be free of the terrible curse It's not all taverns and love songs for a Fantasy Bard
Viggo's words which hit home with me were part of an interview on https://www.viggo-works.com/index.php?page=3210
So you take a walk in contemplation, then you see that flower, and wonder at Gods creation, and it opens your mind, and you find, wondrous beauty all around, it was just you were too busy to see, its all for you, its all for me, and open minds lead t
Change begins with understanding, not to be afraid OF, and as life goes on, and things change, its LOVE, that keeps us together, when the unexpected happens and life becomes something new, we can walk down this road TOGETHER, IF we lOVE, its forever!
Could happen to you too
Acrostic
Just like the mood suggests ........... live your life to your hearts content......
And the past is gone, confined to history,we live for today its as far as we can see, but, history has a story to tell, it shows the future, it shows it well, because everything goes around and around, well, at least thats what I've found, so history
Life changes you from the start, it opens your mind and closes your heart, you start out with love, innocent and true, then life, slowly eradicates you, you become aware, of whats right and what's fair, you want to be there,and you really care, then
Spring liaison
Silent whispers of gas Rises from caverns deep Hints of smoke and steam Ground pushed gravity rise from ash - heat and smoke flames from Within caverns deep Rising magma flow blows smoke and ash Rivers flow like hot mooltan flames rising
Studying meat pies, now in America apparently you can get only pot pies, not recommended though I see, but in NY, Michigan, Louisiana and wait for it McRadloff Wisconsin! you can get real meat pies, true? Florida you get some Latin American equivalents, SM? Do they put Guinness in the pies in Ireland Mick??
Sime and easy life understand more of Life
Like the Cinderalla song says "You don't know what you got till it's gone."
A song from the heart Of Allwyn Marcher, ( My alter ego in an Game of D&D), on the subject of grief For any Interested below the song I have posted it again but the way other players would have seen it Verse by Verse in game, Every thing in (* *) are to emote the song he sings It's hard too convey feeling in a game when all *spoken* interaction between players is expressed in text. In the real world I know this is not fantastically good But Allwyn was an amazing bard , His performance score was 62 But In games terms the performance of song brought a whole town to tears Context He sang this song over his family's Graves. They were massacred in a Massive Orc and giant Uprising. A fantasy world is not all "they lived happily ever after" you know
Rough time tough time it always come to an end. Trust in God
Each night while I slumber She creeps into my dreams Out from backdrops of blue and umber In a shroud of red and yellow beams She’s hypnotic in her particular motion As she dances to the rhythm of the backbeat on a hang drum She bew
For a relationship to last without losing its glow, as far as I feel and, late in this life, I know ... I need to connect intellectually, emotionally, and spiritually so we grow in the same direction ... at a same pace ... and thrive with m
Pet Semetary is one of my favorite Halloween movies, South Park did a parody of this movie which is from the book by Stephen King
Individual potential
not much to say
This is some…. Morning blues Tasting these Morning dews Be amused I'm amused at these stews In the pot boiling Always toiling Winding n coiling Chain need oiling Battery flat Running on empty but the ego still fat Rat trap Flap cla
My writing expresses experiences from many cultures around the world that I've had the pleasure of working and living among and listening to their history, stories and struggles as well as in my home America. I fight for the freedom we all are losing everyday in the current fervor of fear this is my mission through writing. Confronting the Now is the battle cry for the revolution that is sure to come. Jade Anjoun.
A little tongue and cheek rant on the pervasive presence of the controllers, and yes Google is in on it, don't ever think they are not!
oh-ah arf arf
Watching a lot of zombie movies and basing this on Return of the Living Dead where the zombies have to eat brains in order to stop feeling pain.
breaking the deadly routine
JUST IS?
OK,,,IM GONNA WRITE A POEM THAT DOES NOT RHYME,, I THINK ITS ABOUT TIME, OOPS , DID I MAKE A MISTAKE,,,NOT SOMETHING I USUALLY MAKE,,SEEMS I CANT WRITE NORMALLY,, OK,, LETS DO THIS FORMALLY,,GONNA BE NICE,,, I WANT CURRY CHICKEN AND FRIED RICE,,TW
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