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Sometimes I felt like a waterfall
Where water never stops to fall
There are times I want to cry
But I don't know why

The pain hurts so bad
Small things makes me feel mad
Pain relievers are the best
I hold it all in my valuable chest

They say hydrogen peroxide is the key
But it is absolutely not a guarantee
I don't want to stain my dress
Because that causes me a lot of stress

I can't believe I'm writing this
I just want to say my piece
I experience monthly hell
That it is hard for others to tell

A strange lady slips through the haze,
Her thoughts, a kaleidoscope ablaze,
Mysterious questions lingering within,
A meeting of minds about to begin.

A strange lady, full of wonder,
In a world where words collide,
In shadows of moonlight she dances,
A tapestry of thoughts intertwined.

Into the ether, we transcend,
Where perceptions blend and minds suspend,
Lost in the depths of cosmic grace,
A meeting of minds in a timeless place

In her words, galaxies unfold,
Echoes of the universe untold,
A kaleidoscope of dreams and fears,
As we search for truth, beyond what appears.

Into the ether, we transcend,
Where perceptions blend and minds suspend,
Lost in the depths of cosmic grace,
A meeting of minds in a timeless place

We navigate the vast expanse,
Through realms where time's lost in trance,
She whispers secrets, ancient and rare,
Illuminating the unknown with words we share.

Into the ether, we transcend,
Where perceptions blend and minds suspend,
Lost in the depths of cosmic grace,
A meeting of minds in a timeless place

In the ethereal haze, whispers revive,
Truths emerge, as illusions subside,
A strange lady, my guide and muse,
In this cosmic dance, she won't refuse.

Into the ether, we transcend,
Where perceptions blend and minds suspend,
Lost in the depths of cosmic grace,
A meeting of minds in a timeless place

As the night surrendered to a new day's light
We floated through dimensions, ethereal flight
In this strange lady, full of wonder I find
In this vast expanse, our thoughts intertwined

The coffee has cooled in the cup upon the counter
so silent it rest since you last set it down

so silent
so damned silent

I did not know that in closing the door you
had packed the life that once was my home

so empty
so damned empty

Words and expressions once flowed with ease
pen upon the paper reveals naught
are there words to express this vacuous life

the poet dies
the damned poet dies

Thunder Crashing

she opens her eyes, slowly...
he is still there,
fine, proud, erect.

outside, thunder crashes in the sky,
she can feel it's calling,
& is not afraid to reach out and take his hand
guiding him to soft corners laying abundance
& drenched in satin sheets.

the storm swiftly picks up
he continues to make her tremble.
she feels it's intensity as his body strives for position,
she brushes his face telling him it's all right,
while arching her enthusiasm,
making it easier for him to meet such demands of passion.

he knows and loves her so well,
techniques, pleasure, and the fire that dwells in
his heart for her.

all eyes are on the shadows writhing on the wall
such beautiful, exciting silhouettes.

more thunder
her nails pierce his flesh as she whimpers
and a thousand sighs were finally set free.

SAS

Life moves at a faster pace,
In these days of violence;
So many with anger face,
A mind in raging silence.

But you can have a change
By taking a peaceful break.
Let your mind move upwards,
To God who can give escape!

He is rich in wisdom great,
And wants to share with you;
A peace that will help your state,
Just ask and you will find it true!


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Speech flows so rude
From lips so crude;
Make a message to inflame,
Calling words of shame.

Why embarrass me so,
Telling me where to go.
Am I trying to hurt you
Or make you blue!

Happy with your game
To cause others pain,
Upset the apple cart,
Your life`s falling apart.

Frustration runs wild,
No place to be mild
Things at a fast pace,
I see it on your face.

Maybe you can be cool,
Stop being a fool.
Here`s a good rule,
Don't be so cruel .

Something wrong in the heart
When you blow your top.
Get a better kindly start
When you purpose to stop.

Take a two step`s, back ,
Give the rope some slack,
No more fighting back,
Find out what you lack.

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A question to ask:::::
"What's wrong with me ?" ,
Calmly sit down
With a big frown.

Let's have a long talk,
Even have a long walk;
Check the real state
What's on your plate.

Be calm for a while,
Get into a good style.
"What's the right way."
To have a good day?

Get a right answer
For every bad problem.
By being all aware
Of what makes a calm.

In ur eyes..i see the stars
The beautiful shine iluminates my darkness
And the moon.. smiled at me
As if understand what i felt

I m not looking for a perfection
I m not asking for the wealth
I need love and the sincerity
Not anything else..

Thousand miles separated us
But i feel we r close..very close
Even i can't touch u
But u smile always melts me

Ur face teasing me
Come to my dream every night
Disappeared after stealing my heart
Ah..u r mysterious man


Lonely night
May,26.2020

They come in not sure of their welcome
post their words with trepidation
scared maybe of being ignored or mocked
not sure even if they can write at all.

You all know this feeling
once too you were new
if lucky someone held out a hand
gathered you under their wing.

Gave you lots of encouragement
by reading and commenting kindly
Happily you replied and learnt
and you too now welcome the new poets.

Carrying on the tradition
for to greet and comment
brings hope to faint hearted
so as you post remember this.

You were once new and unsure
so hold out your hand in friendship
comment on other's poems
and they in turn will respond.

I am like the tarot card fool,
shoulder carrying, creative potential,
and all,
my talents in a knapsack.
flower in hand,
free from constraints,
without care.

Barking dog frolics by odd shod feet,
at the cliff edge,
maybe I’ll fall,
having faith in the future,
for journeys unknown,
bound for adventure,
outcome never told.

Shedding old habits,
create myself with new methods,
fearless of consequences,
forever the fool.

Searching out a kindred soul,
in life’s river to go with the flow,
tired of swimming solo.

River meets river
flowing to the same ocean,
best of life,
lying on the horizon.
The I, you, us, we,
are as invitation.

It ‘s this moment that counts
on quests of self-realisation.

Dreams should not live alone.

I am stretched on your grave
And would lie there forever;
If your hands were in mine
I’d be sure we’d not sever.
My apple tree, my brightness,
‘Tis time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am stained by the weather.

When my family think
That I’m safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head,
Calling out to the air
With tears hot and wild
My grief for the girl
That I loved as a child.

Today I needed to come and sit here, get lost in my memory.

Each one a joy, smile, laugh, tear, but each one precious and special.

I feel like I am floating around in a sea of so many people all of whom have seen parts of the inner me, (the outer me, well that's another story for another time, in another place, ;)

My whole mind and soul is way too much for anyone so far.
Maybe...
I love that word, the fantasy gypsy in me holds onto it like a lifeline.