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Yesterday
A man who was carrying his belly and
Taking it everywhere he went
Bought my childhood
Father smirked
Mother went after the kettle's whistle
Till the cup's rim
Got used to the room's temperature
Today
The door was the shield
Against the attack of my book bag,
And behind that, my legs were dancing
The windows recognize
The exciting passionless kisses
Among clouds of chaos
Faster than any bicycles,
Leaving with trucks
Tomorrow
I would buy a newspaper
Searching for a name for myself

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh
 Jul 2017 Aurelia
Paul Jones
I drift with the flow      that will carry me
a thousand miles far,     a thousand nearer.
12:00 - 02/07/17
State of mind: joy.

Thoughts: from thinking - If you listen very carefully and thoughtfully, directions can be found in everything... the choices we make; a yes or no to the emerging map of our existence, unfolding like the petals of a flower.

Questions: what direction is taken if given?
 Jun 2017 Aurelia
SøułSurvivør
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Mourning doves
        lament the dawn
The air is filled
           with clucking song
Mockingbirds
        sing sweet and high
Pigeons reach
                  to touch the sky
Gamble Quail
             swoop low to ground
Cactus wrens
         make chuckling sounds
Desert Thrashers
                go "tsk, tsk, TSK!"
Flickers pound
                  the satellite discs
Feathered finches
          search the stones
Light as clouds
                  with hollow bones
I wake up
           to symphonic calls

Desert birds...

                   I love them ALL!


SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/11/2016
Sitting outside I love to watch
and listen to my neighborhood
buddies. They ROCK!

There's GOT to be a God to
               make such creatures!
 Jun 2017 Aurelia
Cancer
The Pearl
 Jun 2017 Aurelia
Cancer
As soon as the sun rise,
I open my eyes,
I wake up from all the lies.
Open my doors and my screen,
To the world that is now not so green,
This is all how it shouldn't have been!
But, I've got a life to live,
Go out, do something new,
I know, the world would go bad, I always knew.
But am I really good enough to even care?
It isn't only me, it is something we all share,
It is us, who'll destroy this Pearl, one day it'll tear.
And then, we won't be able to fix it,
It'll be dying bit by bit,
Whilst all we do is fold our legs and sit.
But hey, there is still hope,
We are humans, we need to cope,
We could still fix it, but nope!
We are waiting for that other guy,
They will take care of it, instead we'll just pass by,
But Y'know this is stupid, why?
Because the other guy also waits and thinks the same,
If this goes on the world will be just a game,
And then the pearl will die, such a shame,
But for this game we could clear the level and win, so don't be lame,
C'mon, don't be selfish like I was, someone with no name.
Don't make this world into a zoo,
Now, tie the lace of your shoe,
I was a loser, but are you one too?
 Jun 2017 Aurelia
Poetic T
Even in death,
          your last words
were cremated within you.

Like a whispers
                    in a jar
rotting in your lungs.

Words were maggots
             eating away within
                         yearning for release.
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