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a
       whiff
of smoke  
a drifting
          feather
                   a breeze
              which
       wafts
through    
        fields of
heather
an ocean          
current in
             stands of
****
a daffodil              
a growing      
             seed
      all these
things            
above    
          below
what's
their              
secret?
             they all

**FLOW
an eagle soars

a rock errodes

SoulSurvivor
(c) 3/28/2017
When you struggle here Christ shall help you to win the war.
Through his Supernatural strength you can relie on it always.
Trust in him,and through him you shall overcome the struggle.
But first you need to trust him, then you need to relie on him.
Give your Fears to him, as well as the raging battle in your mind.
For this is always the first place where the battle begins within.
Once you trust Christ,then pick up his Will for your Life.
Then your Warrior Life through him shall become full force.
Battling the demonic forces with the Help of our God Jesus.
It's the moments that
I reject contact
That you should be worried about.
I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.
It's a handsome sight to behold, so soft and so kind.
Your humour lifts my day to day worries
You never seem to be stress or in much of a hurry.
I have you to guide me through my troubles and fears.
I'll always be here for you through your struggles and tears.
Your my forever, my eternity, my love of my life.
Who give me a reason to fight to survive.
I'll be here for you no matter the dilemma.
You will always be first on my agenda.
I love you prince till the last breath is taken
And even then my love won't be shaken.
About my amazing boyfriend who has stuck with me over 2 years . truly perfect individual :D
Put those angry words away
hate adds nothing to a day
nothing.
 Aug 2016 Minuscule Ego
nivek
if one word in a thousand
lands where its needed
poet, your life was well spent.
You're like the harmony in my sad song
Tapping my feet while my melancholy sings
I hold your name at the tip of my tongue
Savoring it like my new favorite dish
Your eyes are the ones I get lost in
Finding the peace to guide me home at last
The best thing I have ever done in my life
Was to let you to course and pulse within me
I was the bit of darkness in your bright room
But i want to be the log that feeds your fire
The one that keeps you well lit year round
Shared on Hello Poetry on July 18, 2016
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