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When I feel like I running on empty.
That my life has lost its purpose here.
Thats when I see how much we all are blessed.
I see why Christ has place us here together.
To raise each other up, after we went under.
For he uses you all to inspire and encourage.
Me as well as many others whom ready to give up.
So please never consider your life a waste of life.
Because each of you , your lives inspires many.
solEmn oaSis Jan 2016
Hello fellow poets and artist Finding this site made me smile. I look forward to reading everyone's poems and art.

"Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness will turn to you. Free yourself and go with your razor sharp emotions. Even the twisted flow is the proof that you're alive. I invite the tearfully-indulging sorrow."

Dreamer..made the best of being a misfit...I have a close bond with Emily Dickinson.. she speaks the most to me.. I'm an Aquarian.. I help people much as i can..

Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in my midnight lungs. Dark secrets revealed here. Passions unleashed.

To me the world is made of poetry spoken and unspoken

I apologize here and now for butchering your lovely language. Not my first

Doesn't Make Any Sense. Trying Hard To Be A Poet.

Under construction.
Don't stay too long, it's dark in here.
I'm not a good conversationalist, but feel free to message me still.
my mystery rhyme has still seeking for its own rhythm and blues!
,'til my sweet serenity haul me unto a strange melodies and clues.
(to be continued...)
  Jan 2016 solEmn oaSis
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I open my eyes and see you the way I want to.
I close them, and I see the way you truly are....
solEmn oaSis Jan 2016
whenever you want to unchoke and talk behind your brain
better be seated, grab your pen and take down note that related spreading  nettle amber grain
question mark your self fondly to lessen your train of pain
collaborate with your tongue unselfishly, so you can have a rainbow without any rain
Sometimes i just always look
like this..." i say what i think "
especially through my ink!
solEmn oaSis Jan 2016
this is me

lost and lonely

without you
because you're not only listen
you do understand
solEmn oaSis Jan 2016
h
why do we have to shout
when we are angry?
whom shall we recourse
to lessen that red eye!

Psychology over Philosophy
logic versus bucolic
what ever it is or who may wins
there are silent letters in these stanzas
as i am actually looking for a vacant sit,
i saw a chair that looks like small letter h!
solEmn oaSis Jan 2016
inks out of its vessel* ,
links the author's influential spell !
consistency is my game
solEmn oaSis is my pen name
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