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 Feb 2017 Arun C
Janelle Tanguin
I left it here,
came back
a different person
searching for
the same object.

Three years
of moving back and forth
searching for it,
frantically blind
in every nook and cranny,
in eyes filled with words only
I couldn't read,
in corners, seams,
**** even
web-like cracks on the walls.

I kept searching
til it drove me
mad.

They say lost objects show themselves
by the time you've stopped searching,
so I did.

I stopped searching,
see it's already lost.

We are both lost.

I don't know where to find it,
and I don't think it still remembers
its way
back to me.
This night lasts too long!
The black holes in the wall are getting bigger,
heavy rainfall plunges on the fragile body
and the nasty damp air is celebrating here....

She continued her wandering through the dusty road,
imagined herself to see a monster in every load,
she did not look back, afraid the demon would grow
and adopts the face of the devil, you know.

But no, the devil dares not to face I,
the Lord protects me, that's why,
i and my existence constantly!
i noticed on every grain of sand
and on every dust on the road
and every sigh that passes me,
i can feel the slightest vibrations and blessings,
yes, His Almighty protects me!


Of gratitude and in all magnitude
i am singing and praising Him gratefully,
am in constant link with the divine
isolating the self is not my glee,
He is the center of my living!
i experienced it through my being.

God sends miracles to this planet
no one can feel nor see these thrills
we have to believe in these invisibles

believe in His Miracles
they be blessings for us
every curse of the enemy
melts instantly !

God never abandons His Children

we are constantly linked to His lush heart
His Blessings in Abundance for us

as long as we live till death
and death will not part us
from Him, since we are His kids...

have you ever read To live like a King's Kid
Well, this Kid lives with His King forever
you won’t miss Him
He resides in your heart
and He will never leave you !

© Sylvia Frances Chan
AD. 02-02-0217 Thursday @17.24 PM.hrs West European Time
© All Rights Reserved
 Feb 2017 Arun C
Gabriel burnS
Dive
 Feb 2017 Arun C
Gabriel burnS
We brave uncharted waters
on boat with crumpled sails
We float where it is hotter
but that's another tale

We lose ourselves on purpose
in storms and surging waves
We dwell upon the surface
but it's the depths we crave
 Feb 2017 Arun C
Budhaditya Bose
Eyes, barren as the deserts,
reflecting the melancholy voice
of The Oud, wet as the oasis,
not lies though, yet not wet,
Lips red as blood, spoke of the
bleeding broken heart. Yet once,
A river flown, washing the blood
off her heart, and smothering the
sand storms. still time had a story.
It was just an oasis to her burnt,
dead dreams. The river was on
a valley, watering the red rose,
She once lovingly gave him ...
I am confused too...
 Feb 2017 Arun C
Gabriel burnS
Sides
 Feb 2017 Arun C
Gabriel burnS
every grain of sand
is secretly
a polyhedron
that despises science
like every grain of joy
has at least one side
that hurts
 Feb 2017 Arun C
Gabriel burnS
Are you aware,
did you know,
have you been told
you've got killer voice,
leaving me no choice
but preemptive action...
Let's ensure mutual destruction
of clothes;
my thoughts
made those illegal
in a secret meeting;
that security council
in my head...
while the heart was busy beating,
doing its own thing...
Captives in my cells
twisted and bled out
their escape plans...
Excuse me, got sidetracked,
what's your name again?
I'm twenty-three
but only if you switch the digits.
For a high-functioning whatever,
I must say I'm admirably sane
but you pull the wrong lever,
and the lyrics spill with the melody
breaking the levee.
So what do you do for a living?
That's adorable.
How are we still sitting
and talking here?
You thought I'd be taller;
I was expecting you'd run off screaming.
Let's drink to that, the small victories!
Time will tell what's next
if only we listen,
instead of reading more text,
unless we're OK with missing out.
God, my thoughts do talk loud!
When did your face get so near?
Lips go "clink", and eyes go "Cheers!"
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