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EYE

// //                                              upon the eternity

00                                I
Know you  are a coming

Creation  / Love

Child I am here

Seeing

The woman trying to be born                                       •

••

in the all enduring memories

Every single story

I see you reach I see you turn away

I am always by your side

••                              

I know you as the sacred one

                             ••

The tiny candle burns

Upon the table / the Rose
Lies upon the table

Upon the letters and the alleyways

The child wanders in the park

Looking for the magic
From where the music comes

She dances moonlit myths into place

One step ahead of the policeman

I unleash the hidden Blade

The mighty king so long ago

Gave to me

••

We guard such fertile lands !

We are the only beauty

We are the purity

One light
One only

Eternity

For a little while

While we can

//

But while we can

Let's do

The one truth song and dance

So that the new born soul

Can say that at last

He has found himself a home

Finally

He has come home
anyone and everyone

who is a True Human Being

is said to be a CULT MEMBER

//

to cherish LOVE

and to speak of the sacredness of human feelings

about other human beings

Is called

TAKING THE CHILDREN FROM

TRUE AMERICAN VALUES

//

To speak of

DYING TO KEEP AMERICA FREE

is proper

TO ACTUALLY LIVE FREELY

is evil degenerate communism

( unless / of course / by

FREEDOM

you mean

Unregulated financial markets

••

To read the bible and proclaim

BELIEF

is the highest you are allowed to go

//

to actually EXPERIENCE god is taboo

And is in fact considered a

SOCIAL CRIME

and is the bedrock of CULT activity

••

In this environment

Where does the concept of

PHYSICAL LOVE

fit in ?

//////

Well

It seems that if we keep it

Between

OURSELVES AND OUR CHOSEN LOVER

it is glorified and accepted

especially if it leads to the inevitable

BREAK UP

to the inevitable

BROKEN HEARTS !

and the weakened and even lost

SPIRITUAL POWER

that has decimated our entire generation

It is fine with the Authorities

///

But if it is seen

as a SOCIAL  PHENOMENON

a communally shared exaltation of the PEOPLE

of FAMILY

of BIRTH

of OUR COMMON FUTURE AND DESTINY

then it is called

A RETURN TO CULT-HIPPIE DAYS

//

In other words

HAPPINESS IS STRENGTH

and so the political powers want to discourage it

And distort what it really is

In order to keep us WEAK

//

Once we acknowledge this

We see the choices we have

And thus we can be REAL

and HAPPY

and TRULY SATISFIED

and TRULY FREE
..... Across wide skies

                                                                A dream

(            
                 )
(
\/
/\
/    \

calling us Home                                                                  
••

The vast notions abounding

The ideas that lead

To the Controlled Demolition

of All that is Sacred

||

Our lives !

//

Winds from the heavens

My eyes do see

My heart's true story

Amid the news that you send

About yourself

But what does it mean ?

/:/

We act     /       We portray

With human bodies

Something inhuman

Day by day

///

The dream it is bleeding

Dead child screams

And mothers at garbage cans

Seeking food to eat

//

Amid luxurious indulgence

( ******* )

And the path leading nowhere

But to legacy of shame

//

The banners are risen

The songs on the wind

The dead days are over

Let us live again

The dad days are over

Let us live again
love                                      love
We

/\

always together

//

Love

//

always apart

//

Love

••

love                                             love

in the dance majestic

love

I                                           you
everyone

"""""

love

""""""

love love
Love & then ?

Ya love all over again

//

We are pure spirit

We are not POSSESSION

I cannot LOVE YOU
you cannot LOVE ME

we can only love LOVE

////

love                          love
 Apr 2015 NuurSeraph
Dr Zik
One, Two, Three
One, Two, Three
One two three now turn of four
Learn more, learn more, many more
Less, more, less, more, many more
Five and Six
Five and Six
Five, Six and look Seven, Eight
Come in time and don’t be late
Work hard, work hard it's the fate
Nine and Ten
Nine and Ten
Nine, Ten and Nine, Ten, Nine, Ten
Say the counting one to Ten
Eat your daily egg of hen
Two, Four, Six
Two, Four, Six
Two, Four, Six and Six, Eight, Ten
Check your books and pencil, pen
Ten, Ten, Ten and Ten, Ten, Ten
Ten, Nine, Eight
Ten, Nine, Eight
Ten, Nine, Eight and Seven, Six
Five, Four, Two, First One is Fix
Birds are chirping, chirping chicks
One your Bag
One your Bag
One bag, many books and bun
Eat bun when you free my son
close your bag when work is done
One to Ten
Two to Ten
Ten, Ten, Ten and Ten, Ten, Ten
Dr ZIK Poetry...............A poem for children
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               /\     /\

                                                                        see her once
BE FREE ALWAYS

//                                                        

this world of " forms ! "

MY OH MY !

••

One more Day !

One more !

///////

She loves me

Because she

Is not insane

••

FERTILITY

unleashed !

                                          //

We all have

The same name
////   • ||
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/      (      (     \

                         )  )

(            )

••

you are no more TOGETHER now
Than you ever were or will be

you are no more APART now
Than you ever were or will be

••

you are no more ALIVE than the one in the grave

The one in the grave is no more DEAD than you are

••

LOVE

&

REALITY

is the same WORD

••

YOU ?

&

I ?

////

Oh yes !

The game is played
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