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I write to be at peace
I write to fall in love
With myself
With the world
I write to admire
I write to inspire
There's been times writing was all I had
When I can't trust human ears, I write
I write because writing allows me to BE
Free
Love
Share
Release
When my thoughts are too heavy my pen carries me home.
Writing shows me I'm never really alone.
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Meka Boyle
Daddy wasn't  there to **** the spiders,
So mommy gave them the gift of life-
Gently lifting them from the crevices of my tiny room,
And carrying them off to freedom
Atop a tattered kitchen broom,
Softly whispering sweet condolences in their secret language.
And that is how I learned what poetry is..
yesterday I thought of you...
world, and how I would take you over!!!
creating diabolical schemes...
mischievous mischief...
i believed in something..
control...

and then a red head redbone
fumbled into my thoughts...
Asking "what are we going to do today..."
and I say a walk on the beach
a picnic in the sand..
and then....
it hit me...
I'll drop to one knee..
And take over your Whole World!!!
 Jul 2013 thinklef
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I'm the poet who lost herself
To her mind
And her crazy heart
I'm the one who dedicated her life
To all the people
Who made me fall apart

I have a heart of gold
Looking for the one
Who can cherish it all
Who can make me feel safe
So that maybe
I can see that
Love is not a losing game

Prove yourself worthy
Of my heart
And me...
© Natali Veronica 2013.
Moon
Though higher up
Often her
Clouds gobble up.
Who is he or she in our lives.
It could be your mother or father
who we know they are
sometimes right or.
It could be the people we talk to
everyday. You may think he is
hansom or she is beautiful as a
rose and she could be
your one true love.
So many men, women,
boys, and girls.
We want to hug them, kiss them,
say, I love you, try to
make them feel better, and say,
I really care about you. But,
when it comes to loving men,
women, boys, and girls.
Theirs always that
space to love in each other.
-Sign LINK THE HERO OF TIME-
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Kripi
I wish you the sweet sixteen
You are now a growing teen

This world is full of shadows and shines
Hope that you'll get all the sweet wines


I remember those days
When we were so crazy
We were lazy
Still we are...
Yea!..We were along in every case
We will be along
As much as long


Oh My dear! don't think ever
That i am clever
Don't think ever
That you are alone
You will soon get a phone
Just talk with me
I know that you are keen

I wish you the sweet sixteen
You are now a growing teen

Don't get upset ever
I am with you forever

I wish you the sweet sixteen
You are now a growing teen
Today is The seventeenth birthday of my elder sister {3 months elder only...:-P}
Hope that she would like my gift!....
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Kripi
Sestet
 Jul 2013 thinklef
Kripi
Sad or Mad
Poetry is poetry

Good or Bad
Poetry is poetry

Unhappy or glad
*Poetry is poetry
"A poet makes himself a visionary through a long, boundless, and systematized disorganization of all the senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he exhausts within himself all poisons, and preserves their quintessences. Unspeakable torment, where he will need the greatest faith, a
superhuman strength, where he becomes all men: the great invalid, the great criminal, the great accursed—and the Supreme Scientist!
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