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  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
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Lazy

River to the sea

(We all find love )

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Big sun in the sky

Over the fields
Over the ghetto streets

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Dreams die

But love never fails

It is purity

Finding strength

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Childhood is a song

Ah yes

Always sing

Never ask yourself why
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
Ceida Uilyc
The time has come.
This shall not pass.
This shall become.
This is crucial.
This is the it.
This is the Rebel,
Rebelling against the Rebels of monotony.
This is the Rebellion against Echoes.
This rebellion is against all those who become the echoes,
With none a change, but just an echo.
The flame in me is ablaze.
The flame in me has numbed me to a blindness.
The blindness that sears my soul inside,
To split itself in the name of me, myself and I.
To beg the pardon of a million hearts that I have hurt,
Without the agony of pricking, but the agony of smothering.
This shall, just not pass!
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
Seher Seven
electromagnetically
feelings occur,
responsive to going ons,
pineal gland awakens the senses.

and almost every woman has heard it
"you're so emotional."
so electromagnetically aware
and we don't remember this,
now,

the womb,
the beat maker,
she tunes the
energy of the babe.
mothers wave of
waves fractionally
lay a deep foundation
of the babes waves.
I tell my children
if they can't find me
to look in their hearts
I reside there…
my rhythm, my beat, my heat
lives on.

my womb
charged that spark
that started the parting
of molecules
fractionally
creating its imagine
time and time again, (as we do)
until, begin again,
a new life.
rest your head upon my chest
child
for a recharge.

in our civilized world
we send mothers to work
in a make believe cycle of need.
babes heart searches
for mamas tone
she only cries short
cautious of overspent energy
first dose of sickness.

and EVERY woman has heard it…
"you're so emotional"
notably more so
during some part of her
moon cycle.
so obviously the moon
is more electromagnetic
than we guess.

and women are more emotional
because we are the heart
of the species.
we co-create the heart
of the species.
we require the emotional
antenna
to summon the essence of the heart.

we didn't come from a rib…
our ribs vibrate the
harmony of life through our time!
our hearts beat
the pulse of the
sun
and the dark side of the moon
and infinity.
we are electromagnetically
inclined to emotions.
systematically processing
the energy of existence.

perhaps the first title I will accept
a claim upon my being,
the feminine sensitive.
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
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well well well

After the clock is gone

And I wander
Wander

Here in the ghetto rain

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She is here

( mystic mother ! )

She called and I came



The sound of the bouncing bed

The moan of angry lovers

The gunfire splits the peace

••

Where are you
My lovely daughter ?

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Oh

My eye is growing stronger but my spirit weak

But I shall remain

In this ugly evening

Right where I belong

In the only place Man needs to be

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The clock no longer contains

My soul and heart

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I am free

I'll know why in a little while
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