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lida-dela
lida-dela
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She stood there in front of him, When the sun was then gleaming, An enticing smile, She that looked upon him, It was but a day, A blink, Before he had known That the lover’s eye was blinding, Thus year's had passed, and his rose began shiverling , A youth lost to unkind times, Wisdom grew inside his heart, he went to spread them, Like lovers do, Only to learn why poets spoke in tunes, Could the rodents meet the eagle's heights, Could they understand the lover's heart? When freedom sored high above the clouds, when chaos was left behind, His ego did not rule, She looked at him confused, Lost in the clutch of time, It wasn't her who grew, To rewrite the script of what they knew, The tokens turned to favor him, She was lost at sea, A ship capsizing Would she find the sun to light Her day, the lighthouse to guide her way? He no longer cared, He no longer cared, When the eagle's sore to the moon, The rodents fall from view. -L.D.
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Mar 4, 2021
Mar 4, 2021 at 11:09 AM UTC
The Lover’s Eyes: Blinding a blessing in disguise
My soul,  it speaks in my words, through each line I write, I wished to know you, to know myself, so I wrote of you, for many days you were a part of me, reaching into the deepest crevices   of every part that made me who I was, and so your love continues to flow in me, through each word I write, and through each line. -L.D.
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:18 PM UTC
My words
I loved you and it was a timeless thing I guess people just meet at points in time fixed just for them, but time passes, and so do they... but perhaps, on another day, or in another life we’ll meet again. -L.D.
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 1:43 PM UTC
Timeless
Infinite symphonies echo through space and time in light and sound waves of love, because he said, ” be” and it was. -L.D.
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 5:50 PM UTC
To exist
I dream of greater things, And you’ve planted the seeds In my heart.. If only it was as easy, taking the high Road as to fault, but how could we settle For the pond when there is a river to be touched? And if hope must live in our dreams, then let me keep dreaming of a day When rainbows 🌈 will not leave us. -L.D.
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 4:54 PM UTC
I dream
I live inside a world of worlds Inside my mind and heart, So that through my thoughts on life, I could perchance help you see... The world, of worlds inside your own. The Poet. -L.D.
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 4:37 PM UTC
The philosophical poet
Oh man! Why do we take up shame? Do we not know the devil became arrogant because of it? whispering in our ears, accepting it, we bring each other down to feel better about ourselves, controlling each other, afraid, living in arrogance, we fall into the pits of hell, thinking by doing so we will save ourselves, we have become shameless, in pain, burning inside the devils flames, and we don't even realize it. -L.D.
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 3:39 PM UTC
Arrogance comes from Shame
Don’t you understand sweetheart, evil power begins and ends with finite beings, true power lies in infinite love, the kind that grows over time. -L.D.
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 5:55 PM UTC
True Power Lies in Love
I'm gazing  up, and all I see is this brilliant star, The 7th one, adorning the heavens skies; I just wish you could be here, next to me to see it, past the dark hills that stopped you at times before this  and you speak to me and all I see is this overpass, where neither of us can meet, but those are finite things that can't stop love, for I want to touch your soul don't you see, embrace it, and tell it, everything is as it should be, there isn't much time is there and the daisies have lost their flame, the raging seas cry like the pain in our chests, the time is now, if we ever want to meet that lone star up there, the kind that sits in its own brilliance in peace and in love with its own light and nothing more than it. -L.D.
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 9:40 AM UTC
Brilliant Star
Oh soul, oh life, oh breath! I turn to see your face, not plagued by night skies, not faithless! we wish to fly free, taintless, and did we not love and forgive, over and over again, For it was never about them, but us, wasn’t it?-L.D.
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Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 6:46 PM UTC
To my Soul