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 Jul 2020 angelique
Keith Strand
In that forgotten ruin
that cabin in the woods

I see the remnants of love and sin

The weathered furniture
well loved but forgotten

Will return to nature, I'm sure

An old man
may gaze upon these things

Artifacts from which he ran

But for now the ruins stand
among the cool shade trees

And burning sand
She can walk
          between
             night and day
               never letting either
                  get in her way.
She learned this trick
                     many moons ago
                                by
                     going deep within
           and never letting it show.
Her soul is innocent
her heart is pure
she’s gone through more
than most could endure.
            She’s an angel of light
                 an angel of dark
                 you never know
              what you will spark.
                      You want to hurt her?
                         Please, go ahead and try
                           she’ll be the one to show you
                                  just how well she can
                                                              f
­                                                                l­
                                                                ­  y.
                                  Her soul innocent
                    her heart pure
      but never think for one minute
that she’s not secure.
                                Say what you will
                          please, do what you must
                       but your jealousy and hatred
                             won’t waver her trust!
~
Even Those Angels Out There Have Their Limits…..
 Jul 2020 angelique
Waylays
Softly you spoke
Into my very being
Every word whispered
Into this ghost
Your very sounds im seeing
Pour yourself into me
Fill me with your voice
And im not so empty
Sunrise over the sea
Horizon between sea to sky
Let’s our spirit free
To be able to see
The sheer beauty
Of the sun, deep red and orangey
The feeling is so beautiful
Of the wonderful image
Coming from the sky
Spirits rise
Delight to the eyes
Feelings good
At sunrise !
named Austrian rose            
grows wild throughout Germany
the wild Rose of Love
 Jul 2020 angelique
Aditya Roy
I sat on a bench
Praying for rain
I was sure the sun
Was for me
Sunshine isn't for losers
So, I wait to fade
Into the night
I am sure
The moon gives back.
A poem of false opportunism.
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