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What passes as chaos from dawn till dusk,
Alters into the most fascinating aray of lights at night.
An abundance of lit buildings showcasing a skyline of a once town now a luminescent anomaly.
A neon horizon upon a city of life,
Movement, that never sleeps*

Amanda. F (c) 2017
If I could vacuum-clean
all of the dark clouds
from the sky above your head,
I would.

If I could make the sun shine
after stopping the rain,
I would.

If I could send you
an everlasting rainbow
to brighten-up all of your days,
I would.

If I could shoot
a wishfilled falling star
your way,
I would.

For you, if I could,
I would!

By Lady R.F ©2017
A little prayer for my family and friends.
Dedicated to anyone going through hardships.
If I could, I would!
***

I truly appreciate this prayer making the daily! All thanks be to God!
Examples:

Having a ticket in your hand
to travel all over the world
is absolutely useless
if you do not have a passport!

Having all of the money
you could ever possibly want
is absolutely useless
if your health
does not match your wealth -
if your life is going to be cut short!

Having what you want
does not necessarily mean
that you have everything
that you need!

Having what you need
along with having what you want
is the only possible way
that you can succeed!

Lady R.F ©2017
We've always got
that "one more fight" left
deep down inside of us,

We have to keep trying
until we cannot try anymore -
it will either make us
or break us!

By Lady R.F ©2017
She loved him so much
because he was her solace,

Their relationship was beautiful,
it was flawless.

He was her shadow
and her guiding light,

He was her moonlight
on every dark, scary night.

He was her boulder,
looking over the water's edge,

More than just a rock,
he kept her from falling off
many a dangerous cliff's ledge.

Because he was her armour,
her heavy-duty shield,

Nothing ever got to her -
there wasn't a weapon he didn't wield.

He put out raging fires,
he made everything alright,

He had an answer for everything,
there was no battle
he wasn't prepared to fight.

He was the serene calm
after an exhausting day,

He was her rainbow,
he made everything okay.

Because he loved her
for all that she truly was,

Because he always did
what a real man always does.

She adored him,
she always reached for his hand,

What happened to change that...
she will never understand -
never will she truly understand!

By Lady R F ©2017
Awareness:
It holds hands with inner pain.

Knowledge of over-knowing
Causes the soul exhausting,
Excruciating strain.

Oblivion:
A blissful state of freedom,
Away from mental-stress and anxiety.

Oblivion:
Nothing much can touch us,
Our own thoughts and opinions
Are our first priority.

Oblivion:
What people think of us
Does not exist.

Oblivion:
Being unaware of situations
That are going on around us;
A wish that many people
Have on their list.

By Lady R.F ©2017
Sometimes I wonder... "Is it better to be oblivious and unaware? Is knowing too much destroying our inner peace?"
Just a serious thought that I already know the answer to - I'm just thinking out-loud.
Oblivion doesn't work! ... But knowing this doesn't make us not want it at times.
In life, there are usually
more than two-sides
to every story - but they are only accompaniments
to the two main dishes
that were ordered first up.

One must always make certain
of who the chef responsible
for cooking up the storm is,
and one must beware
of who the waiter or waitress is,
who is serving it up!

By Lady R.F 2017
Silly thought that entered my head.
Not a poem, just a thought!
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