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Time doesn't always heal
I wanted to believe
time does the healing
and that pain would hurt no more
but...it's been over a thousand days
a million minutes
and still
my heart is as broken as the prism
scattered amongst the pages
of my unwritten litany
no
I'm not looking forward
to seeing you, even in my dreams
but neither would I desire your
uninvited visit in my mind
I just want time to heal the wound
so I can move on..
is that too much to ask?
time does the healing
and that pain would hurt no more
but...it's been over a thousand days
a million minutes
and still
my heart is as broken as the prism
scattered amongst the pages
of my unwritten litany
no
I'm not looking forward
to seeing you, even in my dreams
but neither would I desire your
uninvited visit in my mind
I just want time to heal the wound
so I can move on..
is that too much to ask?
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
Just a fleeting thought
Prostate Cancer and Arthritis
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 agreed and he chokes his chicken
Or visits Mrs. Palmer and her five children often...
As much as possible!
And he admits that he doesn't have prostate cancer
However, he contracted arthritis
In the elbow, forearm, fingers, and wrist!
Now, ain't that about a b*tch?
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 agreed and he chokes his chicken
Or visits Mrs. Palmer and her five children often...
As much as possible!
And he admits that he doesn't have prostate cancer
However, he contracted arthritis
In the elbow, forearm, fingers, and wrist!
Now, ain't that about a b*tch?
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Posted: Dec 2018
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Paint my picture
He stares
With brush in hand he paints from mind
A picture come to light
Paint here Paint there
He stops and stirs
To view his artwork
Creative his he
With his magic touch
A painting a picture a
Oil work for all to see
He's a art collector a painter
A watcher
He Paints just for him
His joy his hobby
He the artist the pictures just for him
With brush in hand he paints from mind
A picture come to light
Paint here Paint there
He stops and stirs
To view his artwork
Creative his he
With his magic touch
A painting a picture a
Oil work for all to see
He's a art collector a painter
A watcher
He Paints just for him
His joy his hobby
He the artist the pictures just for him
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Posted: Dec 2018
About this poem:
Painting can be fun
Something besides looks
Something besides looks
Irresistible style maybe -
The grace of self-awareness
The frames of eyelashes
Around drowning eyes
The delicate
Fragrance of fluffy hair..
Ambiguity of unspoken words
Brings music
To the quiet of the room
Sends shivers through space
Flashes back
Forgotten memories
Of how it first happened before
And pulls you
Into the spiderweb of affection
To get lost and not care
About ever getting out
Irresistible style maybe -
The grace of self-awareness
The frames of eyelashes
Around drowning eyes
The delicate
Fragrance of fluffy hair..
Ambiguity of unspoken words
Brings music
To the quiet of the room
Sends shivers through space
Flashes back
Forgotten memories
Of how it first happened before
And pulls you
Into the spiderweb of affection
To get lost and not care
About ever getting out
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Posted: Dec 2018
About this poem:
It is about falling in love I guessA wave ride
Hold on there
Do not let the dark wave
Overpower you
Give in without giving up
Take a ride with it
Let it carry you
Away from the sea of troubles
Under the rain of streaming light
Shout out your pain
Dig it deep into the ground
And the flower will grow
Splash it on canvas
And mix with colors
Pour it on paper
It may turn into a poem
Do not let the dark wave
Overpower you
Give in without giving up
Take a ride with it
Let it carry you
Away from the sea of troubles
Under the rain of streaming light
Shout out your pain
Dig it deep into the ground
And the flower will grow
Splash it on canvas
And mix with colors
Pour it on paper
It may turn into a poem
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
What I have learned from riding the dark waveWas it a dream?
I got stung
By the bug of self expression
Woke up
In the middle of the night
Thirsty for words
The broth of sparkling booze
Was gushing
Out of the wound
I tasted it and got drunk
Kept spiraling
Instead of walking a straight line
Lost my words in the noise
Realized that I had to
Take things silli-ously
And went grazing
In the pastures of pleasure
By the bug of self expression
Woke up
In the middle of the night
Thirsty for words
The broth of sparkling booze
Was gushing
Out of the wound
I tasted it and got drunk
Kept spiraling
Instead of walking a straight line
Lost my words in the noise
Realized that I had to
Take things silli-ously
And went grazing
In the pastures of pleasure
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
A silly poem that came out of nowhere
Runaway Love
I want to runaway to where
I am free
Joy of feeling a home to share
Hiding away
I want to catch my first kiss
Trying my way
The magic of my first wish
Lighting up
I want to burn a long candle
A fragrant one
I want to watch over the sand hill
Gazing as one
I just want one to discover
One called ours
I want to reach up and uncover
Secrets inside
I want to curl up and be still
My heart swells
I want to listen to it spill
Louder it beats
The power of its message
Pounding away
I want to swim through its passage
To the other side
Freedom to explore the unknown
Searching for freedom
How grateful love was shown
Escaping away
I am free
Joy of feeling a home to share
Hiding away
I want to catch my first kiss
Trying my way
The magic of my first wish
Lighting up
I want to burn a long candle
A fragrant one
I want to watch over the sand hill
Gazing as one
I just want one to discover
One called ours
I want to reach up and uncover
Secrets inside
I want to curl up and be still
My heart swells
I want to listen to it spill
Louder it beats
The power of its message
Pounding away
I want to swim through its passage
To the other side
Freedom to explore the unknown
Searching for freedom
How grateful love was shown
Escaping away
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
That feeling that you get when your heart races with love, perhaps? :)Impolite dreams
I pulled myself
From the dark abyss
Of my morning dreams
My brain my restless CPU
Has scrambled bits and pieces
Of my thoughts
Into the colourful
Collection of randomness
I tried to remember it
But the shadows of my dreams
Whispered unspoken words
And fled from me again
Giggling impolitely
From the dark abyss
Of my morning dreams
My brain my restless CPU
Has scrambled bits and pieces
Of my thoughts
Into the colourful
Collection of randomness
I tried to remember it
But the shadows of my dreams
Whispered unspoken words
And fled from me again
Giggling impolitely
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
It's all about dreamsMystery is Love
Peeking my head above the clouds
I’ve climbed past the shrouded fog
Shrugging off those pesky doubts
Everywhere I soar like a chariot of fire
Life only lasts for a short time
Caught in the rain I speak your name
If only sunshine brought me happiness
Why would I ever have danced in the rain
Release me these shackles from the past
Don’t hold me back the desire I feel
My heart only wants what it wants
The key to its discovery will unlock
The greatest mystery of life is love
I’ve climbed past the shrouded fog
Shrugging off those pesky doubts
Everywhere I soar like a chariot of fire
Life only lasts for a short time
Caught in the rain I speak your name
If only sunshine brought me happiness
Why would I ever have danced in the rain
Release me these shackles from the past
Don’t hold me back the desire I feel
My heart only wants what it wants
The key to its discovery will unlock
The greatest mystery of life is love
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Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
Only when you reached an understanding that what you've known all along is true.
God is Hated...
What i learnt here
God is God who
See you NEXT
You may know not
BLESS is BEST
God is God who
See you NEXT
You may know not
BLESS is BEST
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Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
If you say goodbye ..you are far away of GOD, this is only i can say.Enjoy!
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