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The drawing books with The
yellow lined paper
Are just the black stars by pens...

برگه های زرد خط دار دفتر نقاشی
...ستاره های خودکار سیاه است
 Feb 2017 GaryFairy
Cné
When I was a child,
I dreamt I could fly,
When I woke, I tried for a while
As hard a I might, it was a lie!

When I was a child,
I dreamt I could breathe
Under water for a while.
Awake I tried but air I need!

As I grew up, those silly dreams I forgot,
Until one day I jumped out of a plane,
With a parachute, the wind I caught.
Flying like Superman, it was insane!

As I grew up, those silly dreams I thought I forgot,
Until I dove deep down under water,
With scuba gear that I bought.
Swimming like a mermaid was not bother!

Looking back now, I see
Those silly little dreams
Were always a part of me.
Dreams come true, it seems!
True story. When I went skydiving, I was wearing a t-shirt with the Superman emblem on it. I wonder what other dreams I forgot...
 Feb 2017 GaryFairy
Valencia
Why?
 Feb 2017 GaryFairy
Valencia
Hurt so many times
He made me feel special once
He told me so many lies.

Why?

I gave him what he wanted
I made him a god
I loved with every part of me.

Why?

He stopped loving me
He needed me no more
He made me want to leave this earth
He made me lose my self-worth.

Why?
lay dead . do not speak nor ask for   fear.

lay quiet. do not write nor tell. there    are

new shoes by the wardrobe.     at an angle.

still. do not move nor participate in  any

way.

do not breathe, nor cry. there are    new

shoes by the wardrobe,            new shoes.



sbm.
thanks to all who liked this.I am blessed.thank you
 Feb 2017 GaryFairy
phil roberts
Never trust the establishment
They do not exist for our benefit
For they believe  that we exist
For their convenience
Their only purpose is self-perpetuation
And they think that our only function
Is to accommodate that purpose
Whereas our true cause should be
To get rid of the *******

                                        By Phil Roberts
shukraan, for showing selflessness in a land of selfishness; and self wants. Thou art a soul, wandering alone, with the blood of a friend who seeks the unknown. As sadly woe constructs thy face.

Shukraan, mayest God almighty send thee his grace; when thou feelest no taste of love in thy mouth.

Shukraan, wherever mine friend thou shalt go, please know an ear thou hath here; to always lend it's hearing, and a soul to connect to for
Grasp and understanding.

Shukraan, thou art a ray from the wonderful creator, let not the world hook thee in its filth and vague papers, for the beauty is not outside; but in.

Shukraan, Shukraan mine poetic friend, show affection to woman and man, be thee the best thou canst; let not dark overtake thee, but let the light be thy own shadow.

Shukraan, dear Sarah, if seek God he shalt win all thy battles, none more tears or the morrows wherein fears art the normal; but where mercy, peace, joy, and happiness art the new.

Shukraan, mine friend;
Shukraan to thou O'
ploome.

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©Sarah ahmed birthday dedication (aka Thepoet)
shukraan: means thank you in arabic.
Thou:you.
Art(archaic) for are.
Mayest:may.
Thee:you.
Feelest:feel.
Thy:your.
Mine: my.
Hath): have.
Canst:can.
None: no.
Morrows: tomorrow's.
Wherein: in which.
Ploome: this is a word I created. ( its pronounced as plume, ) it means a woman who thinks she has nothing, and fears for tomorrow, though all the answers she really seeks are right in.her reach, though she ignores them. As the answers have been there all along.


Happy birthday dearest poet and friend Sarah ahmed I wanna thank you for always being there for me in good bad happy and sad and always uplifting me in my times of sorrow. Thank you Sarah for always being a true friend and showing true caring poet..shukraan Sarah ahmed.
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