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Age has a no
Whats your no may I ask
Are you old are you young
You may ask

Will I tell
Or give you a no don't ask
What is age have you
Lived a life of stiff have you chilled with a life of ease you may ask will I tell you may have to find out
Is my skin smooth is my skin old
What's your age you may ask

The machines lined the labyrinth in rows
Lights, colors and animations all posed
In endless arrays of enticing sounds
Like children on turning merry-go-rounds

Some people can barely walk or breathe
Still coming in and taking seats beneath
The neon altars of chance, money and vice
All gathered together like a nest of mice

The draw of the elusions and a sum to win
Keeping the people in a polarized spin
Roundabouts in sheer tidal waves of hope
Not aware they are on a slippery slope

Participating for points to keep a status
In the all encompassing apparatus
Designed to become your new home
From its shadows you will not roam

Perceived as a beacon of true light
Serving the lonely slaves by night
Souls the darkest demons possess
Each slap of the buttons causing stress

Endless sounds of screams and elations
Winning money to calm the agitations
Still they file in like going to church
On a never-ending quest and search

Looking for the missing links in their life
Placating the unbearable internal strife
Never looking up, never seeing the above
Their misery resides in a lack of true love


© Jade Anjoun

Like leaves on trees, we dance and sway,
In winds of time, we have our day.
Born to grow, to multiply,
But in the end, we all must die.

As leaves fall softly to the ground,
We too depart, no longer bound.
Leaving behind a trail of pain,
A whisper of hope, a silent refrain.

Others will follow the path we tread,
A carpet of memories, the living thread.
Beneath their feet, our legacy lies,
For in life's fleeting moments, everything flies.

May we never give up our humanity
over times of insanity
May we not look upon our vanity
but, walk in humility
May we find civility within calamity

May we find hope in our capacity to cope
May we find compassion in our personal fashion
May we find justice in the search of balanced conscience

May we find love within ourselves that we may offer love to others
May we become the truth we seek
to bring comfort to the meek

May we look upon the broken and lost and heal them without considering the cost

May we stop the hurting and killing
and look upon the value of living
May we look upon each other with forgiveness and thanksgiving

May we make the time to heal our hearts and minds
and share in a world to be kind

May we wipe away our tears and wash away our fears and stand up
to fight for what is right

May oppression be stopped along with a silent killer of depression and may wholeness and love be a new obsession.

May we find ourselves from within
only then can we be open for love
to be let in

May we see the light of love and the holiness of heaven from above
May it shine upon us all when we hear the angels call

May the darkness be cast aside where the light of truth can never hide
May the father bless the son and in love we abide

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.

The faces and the people out of place
The crowded streets just one big blur
The noisy backstreet bar and laughter
Barely drowned out by the falling rain
My empty night spills onto the ground
Pushed by a hunger so greatly felt
How often do I come just to search
Looking onto a sea of uncertainty
The rising and falling of the tide
The fragrant sweet warm smell
Of the darkened magnolia streets
The steam rising steadily from inside me
Like ghosts coming out of gutters
Under the glowing embers of
So many street lights growing
Strings of little flickering pearls
Leading me past….. my past
And towards a future without one
Only what I keep hidden away
Forever these dreams of you

Once a lush green valley, now coated in silt
Rooftops of houses, raise emotions of guilt
Not that anyone can control, nature's actions
Destroying once held, personal satisfaction

Emotions of family, who achieved, but lost
Uncertain if they will survive, baring all cost
Of starting again, once roaring water flowed
Left despair, removing any confidence glow

Flashes of colour, can be seen submerged
Natures actions, was certainly not deserved
By families who worked, to make a good life
Now confronted, by a new future of strife

Once they had dreams, now the future holds
Doubts they can survive, when staring at gold
Once buried below, where above flowing water
Coats everything in silt, self-confidence falters

Human resilience, will hopefully take control
Allowing them to cope, to again follow a goal
No one can for-see, the future with true hope
As they start again, and like others....somehow cope.

I guess you could say I write lines of a few
And there might be rhymes of a word or two
And while passing the time and I will say how do you do

I don't know why I write
It's just there like day and night
I don't know what I'll say It's just there then gone away

I know I'll never write like a pro
I'll never have that poetic flow
But even so this you knew once again I would say how do you do

Another year is under way
already two months almost gone
I still have four days left to go for this month
I booked a trip to Hawaii
Other than that I played a lot of video games
Ate out at various restaurants
Played with my cell phone a lot
Spending most of it on Youtube
A little on Facebook, and a little more on Tictok
My favorite youtube clip right now is Rude Budda on SNL
My favorite Tictok speech is on buying her bath water
What?
There sure must be a lot of lonely men out there
A lot!

A thousand streams with over a thousand particulate of life,
Round and round the whirl win dives,
I succumb to the world's domination and fight,
Thus, I'm I a weak vessel or just kind.

I smell the woods, I smell her smile,
As though she sees, even though she's blind,
For true peace of mind, I can pay any price,
yet nature refuses our union, she says I'm no bride.

The marketplace sees much foil,
all she hears are loud prices and full geared coins,
deep in my heart, the feeling is gone, the heart soon dies,
and yet with my wit, I crave so much love, and I won't still cry.