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If power was to the People,
Cannabis would already be legal;
instead, this life is lethal,
and filled with broken steeples.

If you don't see who's controlled,
open your eyes and know --
in this world, there's evil
and different kinds of people,

and when we feel threatened,
our mind becomes a weapon.
So, all that we can do
is enjoy a better view

of a better life ahead...

If we don't,
we're better off dead.
..
~

hundreds of thousands of words,
we told through our whole life

tens of thousands of sentences,
you wrote in your novel

thousands of dreams,
we dreamed through our passing dark nights

millions of images,
we left in our moving past times

but my friend
at the end,
I carry

only a few images of withered petals
except all those nightmares
yet I can feel a few dreams of yours, repeatedly

even I can recall a few words of yours
that grew the motion of life
maybe you can feel a few words of mine

As  the words that can make a wonderful  lyric
"I love you, that holds an eternal truth"
yet that shining as a crystal of diamond
..
~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
words those make a lyric of love
it is
easily
forgotten
that each
avatar
is a
real
person

with real
flesh and blood
bodies

real emotional issues

real hearts and minds

we should never
make assumptions
about them biased
by their age
or try to
figure them out
based on their work

they have been writing
through a glass
computer screen
just as you have

they live
they breathe
they bleed

just
like

YOU



soulsurvivor
It's very difficult to
Read someone at the best of times

Add to that mix the fact
That you cannot see them!

Be cautious but also
Try to give folks the
Benefit of the doubt!
I sat under the bleachers
Tapping my foot against the dusty ground
As I slowly looked around
To make sure that no one could hear me cry.
And so it went no vomits or a groan
I was alone
So I pulled out a lighter and a knife
Also some ****
Time to indulge in that of greed.
I then sigh silently
I cut six times and smoked five joints
This is what death appoints
A hypocrite, fool, and wannabe
Crybaby, deteriorating *****, and ignorant.
I could never love what I found to be
Impure, selfish, and 100% me.
///
If you think that it was an error
An only bug that we find
That you made it
Even it was created a long distance between you and me
And yet after realization
If you believe that we loved each other
And even you think
Love is the only power that can easily fixes that problem
Again it makes us together to rebuild our commitment
And even we can separate thee (our enemy)
It makes me to love you again
And if we really stand on the same thoughts of an ideology
That we hold previously
Again we will easily can try to establish our strength of beauty

On the other hand,
If we can’t find our error
And try to establish the way that we never been taken
Even we feel that it is the high time to show our separate believe,
We will be alienated from each other even humanity
The ideology will be sleeping in the old book
It will be created a crisis and off course that will make a space between you and me
No path will be defined for the next generation
Our beliefs will be too weak
And our enemy will try to prove that our moral courage is dead
It will be turned to be an oxidized metal
It will be really broken soon
The red sun, which we would always expect that will be moved to the hell
Our boys, never be moved together towards the bright sun
///
@Musfiq us shaleheen
when we can realize that love is the only solution to realize the basic ideology that really try establish the humanity and the ultimate freedom and peace of mankind.
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