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I wrote this poem when I was a teenager, one of the thousands I wrote lol
Came back to hug the beautiful poets and sit in the peace, just for tonight.
Rain
The earth was formless for my unborn soul, Which was in deep darkness of the deep sleep, But with your talk, the faint whisper of rain, You woke .........to open up my eyes. Now like an eagle I can fly in this sky, Which you created with colo
Posted: May 2016 About this poem: Spring in the New England woods
The changing of the seasons making sounds through the night.
Just like the mood suggests ........... live your life to your hearts content......
Have mercy on me Lord. Because of me, you suffered.
Why is ever girl on this site like fifty or more. Is there any mid age women like twenty or even thirtys on this site let me know if you would like to talk about to quit .
this is about the works of the minor arcana, and the adept of the Magus further committed unto the great work of alchemy.
I'm lazy as a slug.
This one I wrote was 12-10-1993. This is the idea of pre-history, history, future tense post-history and then a time when there will be no history at all. With Thanksgiving drawing near, you may want to be sated with what you have now. It's better than being solo. Like Earth.
they are the ones, unless, they are not.
in the realms of fabrication where dreams and nightmares undecidedly lose their brass tacks i was considering dancing a waltz when i came across a pseudo old chap i asked him if he could curl ones liver as sobriety, melancholy and wistfulness
I miss you babes - When I am home - Surrounded by you crafts - Mr Dingles is sitting on my lap - Favourably the skeleton scarecrow - Which stalks you strawberry supply - I miss the chocolate mouse, with the dark flavours, you so gently spooned
its life as we know it jim.
When I open my eyes to see the sun rise I think of you. When I hear a robin sing on the first day of spring I think of you. When I see a red rose on the bush where it grows I think of you. When I feel the summer heat on
Will there be happiness? Is it really a feeling that emerges at the best moments? Or maybe just some flash created by moments filled with complete joy? It will be my question a cliché, everything is based on the time we empty our mind, what never mot
it states simply how im hurting and alone since my angel left and hoping that here might be my renewed strength and maybe new love one can hope.
Going.
A sister once told me If the male sperm sits too long in the testicles It could cause prostate cancer and it's important For men to have multiple ejaculations Or even m**turbate often to release the sperm Well, this brother told me that he ag
Well, I just scratched my back, and saw the moment.
War is brutal and vicious. If only man can learn to resolve conflicts without resorting to this game
They were lost in the white hot light The might of the light so bright They couldnt put up the fight Then they saw a small speck of dark They ran & ran Then the dark came over them They were then washed clean The trappings of f
Prior to this universe, is the universe of love... look at all the uproar scene and great crowd, for the deliberation and disturbance of that love...
said it all
disenfranchisements from underneath thePines ~: )
Knowing why I want to cry Vision in eye Persistent more to try Deny the mind think blind When time young kind Struggle through fire Inner belief growing higher Pulls closer they admire Destiny perpetual desire Future sto
Sometimes we need to feel a connection to a sense of place and time.
Even if sadness was a part of your life, sometimes it's nice to relive them because it is what made you of who you are today.
contrasts of beautiful phantasies and evil reality
Why feed her red lobster when you got the dollar menu .
Its about the war in Heaven.Its told by one of the Archangels,I will let each viewer to decide who that is.The loss regret and futility of it all from an angels perspective.
thunder and lightening very very frightening, scare me not you howling misery, life is better than your scary destiny. uncover the beauty of lifes tender love, uncover the truth of lifes gentle rose, get out your camera, while i strike a po
felt like it
I sketched this down in 12/93. This is one of three I came across.
MY EXISTENTIAL CRISIS 2012 [part two] Every Assent, A Descent The power of persuasion - the art of sorcery - wields influence only in the realm of Belief. And because to believe is to (en)force reality, alas, endlessly “force
just a thought
Ich liebve es
When u can’t say the words u wanted to say or elaborate the word I LOVE YOU to someone and there there...
Poetic commentary about 21st Century politics and cyber-news-casts.
Wasted wait away. Waiting time wasted away. I watch the wait. I wait on the watch. More and more time wasted away. Always waiting for this and that. Precious moments passed away waiting, that you can't get back. Waiting so long, on and on. From one wait to another wait. Too late. Timeworn away.
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