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 Aug 1 Ave Maria
Larry
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Lord:

You did it again-
this time
in the coolest-way.

Allow me naught
that bumps astray
& goes away.
maybe i should not
walk towards dark
memories

i should not sit
with a knotted
stomach, not tear
into old wounds
that scabbed over

i should face
forward, and march
on, not pick away
at a thing that
was one so harmful

i shall continue on
and yes, i may
cry, but i will
heal by walking
by learning
by smiling

with my shoulders
back, and my
chin held high
and though my cheeks
will be tear-stained
i shall heal
When I was younger, I used to think I was going to be a Star.
Under a spotlight where everyone knew my name...
I was five.

Now, I want shadows and to be as far away as possible.
Hidden and far from consequence,
And even further from myself.
Where my name is not a name,
But just another word without any true meaning.

When I was younger, I used to think I was going to be a Star.
Now, I want to disappear.

I should have jumped overboard when I had the chance.
It’s our time once more.
Meeting between bright colors.
I’m happy and free.
Singing our  song together.
When bluebirds meet
on wings of daffodils
there is hope all over.
Birth of new beginnings.




Shell ✨🐚
Spring season of life.
I’m taking the highway through nature
to fly me to the universe.
Finding black holes leading me into other galaxies.
To find my own milky runway cherry blossom moon.
Where portals are being opened
far beyond existing cotton candy clouds.
and where stars are nearby.
Where the moon is a reflection
of a blood sun.
Purple moon with golden halo
why are you blue sometimes.
Disappearing on your dark canvas
making me a moonless night.
Come out and shine your pink moonbeams on Earth,
making Earthlings blush
under your charming creamy eyes .


Shell✨🐚
Imagination
Day ends
Night  falls
A dog barks
A baby cries
A mother with  tired feet
A father frustrated
ends didn’t meet.
Still  sitting together
Having a simple meal
Still praying together
Still thanking
For another day.

Shell ✨🐚
Life of many all over the world.
You are on the battlefield
Killing another human being
Do you know him?
Throwing bombs and firing missiles.
Killing innocent children.
Innocent just like yours.
Don’t you have children in your family?
Do you feel good doing this, satisfied?
To be the cause of so much pain and sadness.
Look at each other on the battlefield.
You two are the same.
Killing for peace.
You won’t die a hero.
There are no winners in war, only losers.



Shell ✨🐚
Such useless wars everywhere.
Sad.
Poems,
like unsend letters
Putting it out there.
Sending them to the universe.
Like traveling stars from afar.
Hoping they reach their destination.
For the one to read and understand.




Shell✨🐚
A star for you.
The bird sat still
For years.
One wing was free.
First moving wildly,
while the other was tied down.
The bird learned through watching.
Fed by the wind.
To survive this flightless life,
still full of light.
Never reaching potential heights.
Now set free he didn’t even know how to fly anymore.
There sits a still bird still.
Watching.
Wondering what it’s like
up there .


Shell ✨🐚
A metaphor.
Truth and sadness are always silent.

Mona Lisa , Mona Lisa
Men must have just told you
How beautiful you are.
What all seem to have missed
is the sadness behind the smile.
When you look
throughly and  sincerely
you can see the pain within the eyes.

We all have a little bit of Mona Lisa inside.


Shell ✨🐚
Sadness is part of living. How often we smile while being intensely sad.
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