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distance

What is the distance? The word hurts, it pierces the soul painfully, the heart breaks so much! Not to be in another country, in another place, is a paradox! You can be thousands of miles away, but not far away, and sometimes you sleep in the same bed and you are far away! This distance, to be accompanied and to be alone, between many people and loneliness, to have a family, to be together and to be invisible! Another piece of furniture. Distance, unfortunately, is being close to the people you live with and no one seeing you, and walking without anyone noticing! That the night comes and no one accepts you, and more than that, they do not take you into consideration, just to be exploited. They remember only for their own sake, when they need you, and they deny you when their interests end. I think this is the distance
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Posted: Apr 19
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Tranquillity

It is snowing tonight!
How beautiful it is!
Everything is so lovely!
The first snow of the year!

I was all set for bed
when I decided
to put out the light and
to look out the window.

The fresh snow on the ground
and on the housetops
unspoiled by man or beast
appears so peaceful and serene

I see a pine tree
and the upper portion
of its branches and needles
are gently covered with snow.

I have seen that same tree
many times before
but never has it looked
as lovely as it looks tonight.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Poetic prose
(wrote this in 1968 in Winnipeg, Canada)
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Ninurtaonline today!

May

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
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Posted: Apr 17
About this poem:
Haven't a clue where this came from. Yet, hope it may inspire. It's a tough crowd here.
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Thinking about Love

When love is in front of you
Don't give up
Reach for it
Touch it
Embrace it
Sometimes our business
Other distractions
Compete with our schedule
When love is in front of you
Don't turn it away
Now is the moment
Emotions are not dormant
What if? Can it be?
Thinking of someone
Missing a company
Standing still ain't the thing
When love is in front of you
Pick-up the phone
Trigger conversations
A quick coffee break
You got mail
She/he does matter
Make the first move
Deliver a nice text
When love is in front of you
Does not come in a silver plate
Comes at us unattended
It can attract us or repel us
Surprises us mysteriously
The truth is love
Keeps this world going
When love is in front of you
Grab it and don't let it go!
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Posted: Feb 7
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There comes a Time. ( A Re-post)

The days are swiftly hastening
The shadows softly fall
I seem to hear the shepherd calling
From way beyond the wall
He has come to fetch the ill ewe
That lies so forlorn
To unite her with her lamb
She lost,a decade or so ago,
She has been pining for her,
Life for her has never been the same,
The ewe has now to bid goodbye
To all she knew, when on earthly meadows
She did graze,
The shepherd will pick her up
tenderly in His arms
And carry her safely o'er
And lay her gently beside her lamb
She had longed so dearly for;
Now Forever to abide;
No more heartache or pain,
No more tears will be shed,
For the place where He will lay her down
There will be peace and eternal rest,
Beside her precious lamb.
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Posted: Apr 18
About this poem:
I was so depressed today,thinking of my daughter,I went back to this poem I had posted in 2014.I wanted to relive my feelings through this poem to make me feel that my love & yearning for her has not died.I know some poets on here will think me crazy,( Do not read if you think me so,nor comment)but this a site where people are free to pour out their feelings.
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Abby1963

Me

I love you
I hate you
I need you

Afraid to love
Afraid to be loved
Push most away
Scared of you

Have many fears
Don’t abandoned me
Tell me you love me
I won’t cry

Shadows always running through my head
Living with this condition
I’ve been given
My head hurts

Don’t judge
Show respect
Nobody’s perfect
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Posted: Apr 10
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dream

I had a dream about you!
And the Moon felt jealous of you and she decided to leave because she didn't feel full, now she was half.

I had a dream about you!
And the words she said to you were of love and passion, I did not feel any shame in expressing to you my desire to consume myself in your skin.

I had a dream about you!
And I was able to love you like no man or gentleman could ever love you.

I had a dream about you!
And I drew with my firm and anxious hands the most indecipherable figures on your skin.

And I was a poet!
And I knew your verses, I savored your lines and I loved the letters that make up your name.

I had a dream about you!
I hugged you in caresses and made you mine while I whispered in your ear all those forbidden words for a true poet.

A poet is not vulgar on paper, a true poet makes poetry that exalts women eternal, and if he has to make it vulgar he will do it exclusively under the sheets, stripped of modesty and rooted skin to skin.

In my dream I kissed every inch of your fine canvas
(Wrinkles and stretch marks you say? I rather call them indelible marks of your life well lived) and you didn't stop me, on the contrary you covered my body with yours and we made love until we went crazy.

I had a dream about you!
And you were my company forever and there were no moons or suns that could separate us.

Today I left my house thinking about such a wonderful dream and I ran into you
We looked at each other in silence and I jumped for joy when you approached me and with a sweet voice I heard you say:
Last night, last night and without knowing you
I dreamed of you..."
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Posted: Apr 15
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Returning to life...advice

Every heart wants warmth at every time of the year and age has nothing to do with it. No matter how cold life is, where there is love, the weather is wonderful. It doesn't matter how old you are... The main thing is to wake up every morning with the confidence that the person you need is next to you and loves you... Always be loved!
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Posted: Apr 17
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never regret the treachery of time

Do not be sorry for the treachery of time. Dogs have always danced on the corpses of lions. They do not think that by their dancing they are superior to their masters. Lions remain lions and dogs are dogs. Lions die in the forests of hunger and mutton are eaten by dogs. An ignorant person may sleep on silk and a person with knowledge covers dirt. Eternity is two days of security and one is dangerous. And living is two days. It is clear and turbid. Do you not see the sea with carcasses rising above it and resting in the farthest bottom of its pearls? And in the sky there are stars without number, and nothing is eclipsed except the sun and the moon. We blame our time, and the fault is in us, and there is no fault in our time except us. And we approach that time without sin, even if time spoke against us, and the wolf does not eat the flesh of a wolf and eat each other. With our eyes, let the days do what they want, heal your soul when the judgment rules, and do not be dismayed by the events of the nights, for the events of this world do not last, and be a man of fortitude against horrors, and your mark is tolerance and loyalty, and if your faults are many in the wilderness, and you are pleased to have a cover for them, cover them with generosity, for every fault is covered, as it was said, by generosity, and never see the enemies as humiliated. For the gloating of enemies is a affliction. Do not hope for forgiveness from a stingy person. For there is water in the fire for the thirsty. Your sustenance is not diminished by patience, nor is sustenance increased by hardship. There is no lasting sadness and no joy. There is no misery for you and no prosperity. If you have a contented heart, then you and the owner of the world are the same. And whoever is struck by death, there is no earth to protect him. Neither the sky nor the earth of God is spacious, but when the judge descends, the space is narrow. Let the days deceive every now and then, for there is no substitute for death as medicine.
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Posted: Apr 17
About this poem:
It is a vertical poem composed by Imam Al-Shafi’i, who is Abu Abdullah Muhammad bin Idris Al-Shafi’i. Among the most prominent topics covered in the poem are the following: the fluctuations of conditions for people in time, as there is no regret about that. The fluctuation of circumstances does not change the status and value of people. He mentioned some examples of the treachery of time, such as the ignorant sleeping on silk, while the learned sleeps on dirt. The poet's emphasis is that time has nothing to do with what happens, and it is wrong to criticize it, but the matter is up to human action. The call to be satisfied with destiny and destiny, and not to be afraid, as nothing remains as it is. The call to display the qualities of manhood and morals, and no matter how bad a person has qualities, he must cover them up with generosity and giving. The call not to gloat over enemies, or ask for a favor from a miser. Sustenance is written and destined, and calls for contentment and contentment. The inevitability of death....Written about 1200 years ago
Written by Imam Al-Shafi’i, translated by artificial intelligence
Birth: 150 AH / 767 AD
Gaza, Palestine, the Levant, Abbasid Empire Death on the last night of Rajab 204 AH/820 AD
Egypt, The Abbasid Empire Burial Place Imam Shafi’i Dome Landmarks Imam Shafi’i Mosque Nickname Abu Abdullah Title Renewed Imam, scholar of the era, champion of hadith, imam of Quraysh, jurist of the faith Religion Islam Children Abu Uthman, Abu Al-Hasan, Fatima, and Zainbal Father Idris bin Al-Abbas bin Uthman bin Shafi’ bin Al-Sa’ib bin Ubaid bin Abd Yazid bin Hashim bin Al-Muttalib bin Abd Manaf
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I'll Fly Away

My soul is eagerly awaiting to take its flight
To the land beyond the sunset
Where my loved ones await my arrival
At the pearly gate
With outstretched arms,
There will be no more pain
Nor heartache or tears
Sleepless nights will be
Perpetual rest.
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Posted: Dec 2022
About this poem:
So weary to go on.
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