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My son runs, wrapping arms around
my nebulous waist.

"l love you, Mom!"  He squeezes tighter,
as if letting go would be his black hole.

"I love you, too, " I squeeze back, absent mindedly.  (Where is the cream? I need coffee.)

"I love you more!" he breathes, without pause.
He gazes into my eyes,
searching my planets.

"Oh no, that can't be true," I retort.
I forget the coffee, his eyes are starlight.

"I love you to infinity!" he exclaims,
staring harder.

He wants to sail the Milky Way with me.

"Me too," I reply, and remember oxygen tanks.

I'm speaking in light years, and I hope the sound waves will catch up to him.

His face cracks into a million years of forever, before he lets go,
dancing across the universe of our livingroom,
his solar system intact.

At least for now.
To be what they want
Is to win a battle
To be who you are
Is to win a war
 Sep 2014 Third Legacy
blythe
Learn
 Sep 2014 Third Legacy
blythe
In life,
It is essential
That you learn
How to be strong enough
To let go;
And wise enough
To wait
For what you deserve.
Rain falls
behind her eyes

misting her world
the color of asphalt and
wet granite

not a single

tear

falls



Soul Survivor
I saw a photograph in Life magazine.
It was of a woman who was displaced from
Oklahoma during the 1930's.
She and her family were homeless.
Not a tear was in her eye.
She was too numb to cry another tear.
She was done crying.

This is for all the women out there
who suffer in silence.
I've had a certain amount of misery
       Locked away
            Deep inside of me
Well, here's the key....  
     I'm throwing it down the drain,
                     Watch it disappear,
Float away with the rain.
No one will ever again reach the core of me,
        It's locked away tight.
Some ghosts may flicker late at night
        But in the light of day,
I'll never again believe a word you say.
           I should have known
Deep somewhere I knew...
         All the things you said, they were never true.
Never true.
    I wish I'd never met you...
        As for the pain you caused me?
                       I'm through.
Good luck finding the key,
       *I'm done with misery.
I'd like to credit Adele (set fire to the rain) for the line "all the things you said they were never true, never true", that song was my inspiration for this and I don't want to be accused plagerism.

I'm proud to say.....  I'm done with misery!  :)
 Sep 2014 Third Legacy
Just Melz
Poetry is Reflection of Self.
Apparently,
I'm filled with
misery.
 Sep 2014 Third Legacy
ln
Eye(s)
 Sep 2014 Third Legacy
ln
One day I was sitting by a tree,
By the park filled with laughter
Of a child, of a mum, of a dad, of a brother.

A leaf fell to the ground
And I thought " What a pretty leaf "
As I was thinking if I should pick it up,
An old lady who was about 70 years of age walked pass and said,
" What is this garbage doing here? Doesn't anyone clean the park? "
She then picked the leaf and and straight into the bin it went.

She walked away and I began thinking.
It was obvious then,
We're all humans and fortunately, gifted with a pair of eyes.
And unfortunately, we see things with our very own pair of eyes.
Thus, forming a contradiction of opinions.

You can't force upon your opinion upon someone else,
Nor should you only believe in your opinion.
Someone else may be right sometimes, at the same time,
You may be too.

Here comes point number two.
Because we see things differently,
What I think is beauty, may seem to you as unfascinating.
What I think is normal, may seem out of the box to you.
What I think isn't attractive, may be the world to you.

But that is okay,
Opinions were meant to be heard.
Thoughts were meant to be listened to.
Hopes were meant to be fulfiled,
And feelings were meant to be felt.

*Unless you've got nothing nice to say,
Then you keep your mouth shut.
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