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 Dec 2016 Bianca Reyes
B Young
Shall I Project A World,
Scatter full the sky with constellations
and create my own private universe?

The dead are never gone,
but still ever persist,
in the bread we eat
and
the wine we drink.

Long ago our names were written.
Long ago our names were etched.
Do you, think for one moment
this was all an accident,
and any of this is real?

Or do you feel
////that all this is a reflection in the water pond
a cast stone disturbing all reality as it ripples outward////
 Dec 2016 Bianca Reyes
Ramin Ara
You made the world
Also
The world made you
 Nov 2016 Bianca Reyes
Smit
If I died today
Would you be satisfied
With the last conversation
We had?

Let that sink in...
 Nov 2016 Bianca Reyes
chris
 Nov 2016 Bianca Reyes
chris
to change your life

YOU NEED TO CHANGE YOUR PRIORITIES
U Thant
suited this
assembly and
made well
of United
Nations then
only his
legacy may
tell if
this Cuban
thaw matched
his twill
and his
real change
for world
peace in
Thanksgiving here.
U Thant was a Burmese diplomat and is quoted on Facebook,

Every human being, of whatever origin, of whatever station, deserves respect. We must each respect others even as we respect ourselves.

Wars begin in the minds of men, and in those minds, love and compassion would have built the defenses of peace.

The war we have to wage today has only one goal and that is to make the world safe for diversity.
 Nov 2016 Bianca Reyes
Fay Castro
It's eerily quiet.
No breathing, no distant engines,
Not even the drone of the aircon.

Nothing.

Nothing but the slow strumming of my guitar.

Its quiet now.

Can't wait to see how much more it can get at 2am.
How am i still not drowsy this is getting ridiculous
That ship has sailed
I'm not on it
Our glorious romance
Now a sad sonnet
Our ship has sailed
We are not in it

We tried, but I won't say we failed
Forever I know I will regale
Myself with the thoughts of time so well-spent
Lost in each other wherever we went

The wind in the willows whispers your name
Whenever I walk down Memory Lane
I see our reflection in the lovers who hold
Their hands tight together
It's soul to soul

That was us, what we used to be
But our ship has sailed to its destiny
The sea of romance, the ocean of sighs
It was good while it lasted
We both realize
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