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There is a full moon in the sky
I walked out the door and it caught my eye
I hopped in my car and I began to drive
The moon was my guiding light

Cruising down the road I couldn’t help but stare
Around every turn that full moon was still there
My mind was wondering here, there and everywhere
That beautiful moon with its guiding glare

There is something about a full moon in the sky
There is an energy that makes you feel alive
Oh that beautiful full moon in the sky


For our same LOVE
Since many epochs
We are born again
We've sacrificed many births
To meet accidentally
Like this again

Remember this fact that
With every birth
We've only chosen
The painful path of LOVE

For all these LOVE and more
The LOVE we are seeking
Has united us this birth
And after this LOVE,
I will say more...


This moment is final
They tell us
This is the end
Coming up against a new beginning

But how do we make sense of time
How can time
Be framed in bookends
One hour marked apart from another
One day pulled apart from the next

We try to take things apart
But graduating
Doesn't end our education
Stories live outside of their pages
Ideas
Stretch beyond their words
And People
Live even outside of their bodies
Their ashes swept up by the wind and water and mountains
Their genes alive in their children

Some moments
Some people
Are too big
They continue
To live
Into infinity

I think our ancestors had it right
When we began to wear time on our wrists
Not in a Line, or Square, or Single Dot
But in a Circle
To Infinity*

~JLH
You cannot break the broken, you can't live in the past, throw that memory away, you cannot let it stay, oh I wish I had the power to change every wasted hour, to knock down this growing tower under which I fearfully cower, in my ball of self regret.

             
                    I can remember:

                Tears that I have shed.

                 Lies that I have said.

                 Pain I have inflicted.

              Oh how I feel conflicted.


But know now this, for it is true, for all the things I can't undo, I'd never regret loving you.
No sleep = creativity, how does that work?
Oml this made the daily poem, thank you so much everyone!!
 Feb 2017 saksham jain
kaycog
live through revenge
not an innocent to blame
everyone loves a victim
a pathological liar
without ever opening their mouth
everyone loves a criminal
on the television
never beyond it
everyone loves an underdog
with possibilities of hope
restoring faith unto humanity


Oh, everyone loves me
*but it wasn't worth it

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