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  Nov 2014 NuurSeraph
Onoma
Even a line
drawn
in the sand...
is subject to an
inrush of
grains.
NuurSeraph Nov 2014
I'm seeing stars
seeing stars
paisley patterned
sparkling stars
quasi quilted
layered quarks
seeing stars
I'm seeing stars
sparkly
sugar-coated stars
sprinkled Spangled
pavement frost
seeing stars
I'm seeing stars
walking to the
doggie park
stepping along
the shiny
shimmering
glittery stars
I'm seeing'em
seeing stars
shining
shimmering
glittery stars
this morning before sunrise walking my dog to the park the thin layer of frost shimmered under the streetlights like glitter mimicking the stars above
  Nov 2014 NuurSeraph
K Balachandran
Threatening demons prowled in hoards
in the mysterious outback of her psyche;
knowing this,she decided not to be perturbed,
tamed them, one by one with poetic mantras.
Now, they recite the chants of forces she invokes
as soon as she feels like going in to a cosmic trance.
Poetry as the survival kit for those travel in to the 'bushes'--
arid outbacks - is effective.
  Nov 2014 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
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                                                            ­       ( it's you ! )
/•/                                                

Tender

                                                       ­     The night reveals the paths

That lovers take                

( From                            
                                ­Here to There )

//

Those that last are those that

                                    Take awhile

That wander thru countless centuries                                      



That

Touch every Door

That never break hearts

/:/

Tenderly

                 Every step

Gentle and sure                            

               //://                  //://                

Alone

We walk alone in the rainy streets

Where broken promises litter

The sacred song with

Such indescribable pain

And blind forgetfulness

••

Walk on



The light in your eye

The lightness in your step

Is not

Vanity

••

Alone in the tender rain of undying mercy

//

The story that lasts

Takes time to unfold

And a heart 's true intensity

//

Ah

There you are !

In the shadows

Watching !

I knew that you were always there

Waiting

For the moment when

Forever

And the moment meet



When we truly are

Who we were meant to be
  Nov 2014 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
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One high sun shining

One day  

( So far away )
shows us the road

To freedom

••

Down the golden path

Thru the fields so fertile

To the mountains glowing

And the source of flowing

Pure

Waters

••

Knowing everybody by name

////

It is the end of tyranny

Of the rich and powerful

The oppression of the weak

Forced into poverty



There shall be an end of slavery

Down the path so golden

Thru the fields of fertility

Toward the glowing mountains

And the sacred fountain

Of
Pure waters

And grace



The faces of our children

Not to be erased !

Knowing everyone by name

//

It is the end of tyranny

The end of tyranny



Now

The true beginning

The true beginning

The world as it must be
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If I go through the darkness
I see, all around the darkness
but I have a third eye
where there I can see your light

you are the light
that enlighten me
where there I find my way

If I go through the wrong
I see, all around the wrong
but if I hear through my another third ear
where there I can catch your voice

I find your words
that brings my words
where there I make my poetry

If I go through thee known song
I feel, I can't go through the whole song
but if I feel through my third sense
where there I am very curious to seek your song

I try to sing your song
that makes my melody
where there I can make my song again

If I go through thee mind
I feel, I lose my interest rapidly
but if I feel through my third vision
where there I feel the spirituality  

I try to understand your mind
that brings shine on my mind
where there I can make my soul again

If I go through thee road
I feel, I can't grow my motion
but if I think through my sixth sense
where there I move to your road again

I try to go through your road
that makes my speed again
where there I will make my love again
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
If I go through: the realization through life
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