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 Sep 2014 Antonio
Rupal
Wings
 Sep 2014 Antonio
Rupal
Emancipation comes to mind
in *******...
The freedom to be bound
lies within...
 Sep 2014 Antonio
Shannon Jeffery
Heart and mind
So well intertwined
But sometimes world's apart
We all know how it starts

The tango of two
you just have no clue
What do you do
During this feud

Spinning and whirling around
They turn to you, their crowned
Your the master of the choice
The one with a mighty voice
 Sep 2014 Antonio
Shannon Jeffery
Like a kiss upon my cheek
Infusing a tender glow
Graciously revealing which we seek
Harboring the world of
T**ommorrow
 Sep 2014 Antonio
Shannon Jeffery
A little boy
In the mirror
Staring back at me

All the changes
Never clearer
What is in store destiny
Stop for a moment.
Imagine that one day you will embrace silence.
You will look backwards and you will recognize
that this silence always rocked you to dream
about  boy who gave a falling leaf,
about nights longer than day,
about lost years,
about not ending talks at dusk ,
about stormy wind which lifts up the waves of the sea,
about warm summer like a desert wind,
about  fire of dancing bodies,
about horizon of fulfilled fantasy,
about  soul brave as a lion,
about forgiveness of inequitable sins,
about harvest of ripe apples,
about fresh bread in the morning.

Stop for a moment.
Imagine that one day you will pass away.
You will look bakwards and you will recognize
that everything on earth has deeper meaning
boundless despair,
fulfilled promise,
sense of hopelessness,
carefree laughter,
overwhelming piece of art,
passionate kiss,
poetry before bedtime,
long walks in forest,
thick fog in the morning,
birth of a child,
glittering stars in the sky,
wild dance of the senses,
sweet flavor of peach,
God's wisdom,
even your name.

Stop for the moment.
Imagine that one day you will be permeated by thougt
that the beauty in others is not ethereal.
You will look backwards and you will recognize
that you didn't  appreciate significance of invisible treasures
of  heart filled with hope,
of  hand given for goodbay,
of  secret of eyes in love,
of  soul as particle of divinity,
of  faith in another human being,
of   prayer of child,
of  warmth of awaited touch,
of  taste of shed tears,
of  burden of sacrifice,
of  joy from happy ending,
of undying values,
of delight in the sun,
of  love larger than life.

Stop for a moment.
Look backwards as long as you have time.
Love gives wings to fly.
I find myself beyond reach of gravitation .

Love.
Is it a bird released from a cage,
colorful wings of a butterfly
or moth following the light?

When I say your name aloud,
I feel as if all the stars twinkling just for me.
In the spirit I whisper to them my longings .
I wish to look at them through ages.

Love is exquisite flyer,
although she met a routine.

Intricate hours are peering into us
through the windows of our house
but like everything in life they will pass away.

Embodied we will rise in the air in unison,
although we are different rays of the sun.
You are the one that broke through the clouds,
I am the one which remained behind.

Hot or cold, dry or moist
I will fly over seas,
over tropical rainforests.
I will migrate thousands of miles to discover
clearings dotted with romantic desires,
   garden thirsty of your admiration,
uplands of your filigree body,
oceans overfilled with affection,
aurora of your thoughts enchanted with my poetry,
oranges tasting like your lips,
violets with the scent of your body.
Love gives wings to fly.
 Sep 2014 Antonio
Jennifer Weiss
Fear knows no home
Inside this vessel.
I struggle to not run,
In any of life's levels.
I am no longer scared of the one,
but of everyone else.
Somebody tell me how to help the world,
when the ones who have hurt me
are the same ones who need my help.
 Sep 2014 Antonio
Ady
There is man in the first floor of the building,
we lend him our eyes because he'd got no use for our ears.
He tells life with vivid motions, stories through fingers and expressions;
he's got a joy for life and it's apparent from his actions.
He puts me to shame as I try to convey life with all this intricate words;
I say meretricious, he waves his hand away
I say despondent, he shakes his head in dismay
I say exuberance, but all he has to do is smile.

There's a savant in the first floor of the building.
He's merry and jolly,
reminding everyone with a gentle smile that
sometimes words are not enough, reminding us that
although the pen is mightier than the sword
actions speak louder than words.
This is for Joe Coles "Write for me part IX"
Also, this is a piece insipired by a real person and he's brilliant and now he'll be immortalized here.
 Sep 2014 Antonio
always anxious
little girl
your young
your skinny
you could have the world

little me
your shy
your sad
you don't know what you could be

dear myself
you were happy
you were beautifull
you should've never put that smile on the shelf
 Sep 2014 Antonio
always anxious
when you have a love for a special person
but you're not allowed to see each other
what do you do?

when you have a love for a special person
who all of a sudden doesn't love you anymore
what do you say?

when you have a love for a special person
but lost track of each other and never will meet again
*how do you heal?
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