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 Aug 2019 purple heart
Colm
Here
 Aug 2019 purple heart
Colm
It’s a quiet town just waiting to be
Infatuated with you
Here

Waiting around

https://youtu.be/Gp-gq3fdi_A
 Aug 2019 purple heart
Colm
We love the rain
Not because we can hear the sky
But that we can see her thoughts
Tearful rain - an honest series
 Aug 2019 purple heart
Myrrdin
And if you wish to hurt me
Do it in the ways I hurt myself
I am the only one
Who still gets away with it
do you ever think that
maybe the sun gets tired
that maybe she just needs
one night to herself
just one night to sleep
one day off to let
her fiery hair down
to find an ocean
big enough to swim through
a river wide enough
to float down

do you think she minds
that we write so many
poems to the moon
that we marvel
in awe and wonder
mesmerized by the moons light
forgetting even at night
its her light
lighting our way

do you ever wonder
what it must be like
to always be rising
to always be out
to always be hanging
somewhere in the sky
to always feel the fires burning

to never know the joy
of a cool breeze
to never find shelter from the heat
in the shade of a great oak tree
to never have your hands
go numb from playing in the snow

what must it be like to be the sun
do you ever stop to think
how tired she must be
to always be burning
burning so bright
all that light
all that warmth
keeping this earth alive

do you think she minds
all the poems we write to the moon
that we stay up so late
sleep in so often
and treat doing so as a luxury
that we relish the time
she is absent from the sky
do you think she minds
a girl, gorgeous
her attitude, gregarious
confident and cognizant.....
having high values
and spiritual virtues
mannerisms regal,
undeterred by negative people
loving, caring and sharing....

when encountered a test
laid down by destiny,
for her patience, tolerance and acceptance...
all efforts to crush her beaming self esteem
go in vane!
moves on with an all new glory,
one more embellishment in her tiara!
Just a thought creeped in!
 Aug 2019 purple heart
Emmanuella
"And you,
my dear lady,
are the poem.
I just give it voice."
And I could recite it evermore.
 Aug 2019 purple heart
Poolza
Love
 Aug 2019 purple heart
Poolza
It's sharp like a needle
It pierces our eyes
blinding us from seeing the truth

It makes us hopeful
for the impossible
 Aug 2019 purple heart
G
Danger!
 Aug 2019 purple heart
G
As anxiety dines
it eats me alive
breathing
and makes a sort of humming noise
to calm me down
and rile me up
in one delicious bite
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