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 Jan 2020 sarah shahzad
anu
Never seen her
Never even followed everyday
But still
A Great respect over her
My dear Pax
Your one of my Greatest HP's wealth
You are so close to me
Even without knowing each other
Pax.... I feel like writing this...
Here elsa aka.... u....and so many are gifted...
 Jan 2020 sarah shahzad
anu
When your heart is good
You don't want anybody else
God will be beside you !

Praise the Lord !
 Jan 2020 sarah shahzad
anu
....
 Jan 2020 sarah shahzad
anu
Oneday
I will win




From my own enemy
My devil
 Jan 2020 sarah shahzad
anu
More than a dead
Its paining
Never enjoyed
What's happiness this much
But paining
Killing
...
.... hate me to the core
Love is free,
If it's a trade it's not love, it's a trade.
It's priceless,
You try to pay for love,
You work tirelessly but it just doesn't pay off.
Love must flow,
It's already in perspective,
It can not be forced.
I am here connecting with the soil,
with the smallest suggestion
of a breeze,
before the day’s heat hits.

Across an ocean, we were
to have met again, had
you been there, my friend.

Now, we do our best
to be where are.

Across the bare wooden floor,
new leaves dance shadows
onto the dark green Roman blinds.
Copyrighted by Elisa Maria Argiro
You know me better than anyone.

Time holds onto my heart,
rests within my mind.

You are the silence around me.

Walking, my world is larger, as
details present themselves.

Hard, inedible berries redden
beautifully in that same garden.

Delicate stalks bow slightly,
preparing for their lavender
blossoms, a little smaller
than last year’s.

You, really listen, and that is
nearly everything to me.

Everything, would be you
trusting me, to listen too.
Copyrighted by Elisa Maria Argiro
A Jack-o-Lantern, it's said,
Had the brain scooped out of his head;
     He was only as bright
     As the dim candle light,
But boy was he handsome instead!
Copyright © 2019 Wayne Wysocki
An unlikely pair of symbionts
In harmony do swim
Through sunny, tropic waters,
Beyond the coral rim;

'Tis strange, for one is monstrous
And one is like a lark;
How oddly they are mated,
The pilot fish and shark
Copyright © 2019 Wayne Wysocki
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