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 Apr 2015
tian
Anguish pain, I felt inside
Meteors rain, two worlds collide
Crash of plane, the heavens chide
Hit by the train, because someone lied
Portrait of vain, efforts denied
Will I explain, as I stride
A sad humane, won't let go my pride.
Jealousy, the strange feeling I felt.
 Apr 2015
Josophia
Falling through a fragrance
like stumbling on soft sunshine

Inhaling water through the eyes
that melt butterflies on your lips

Everything

and the stroke of a heart
 Apr 2015
tian
Through the dark valleys I speak
Wandering, the great perhaps I seek
To light this vast and lonely place,
To share the truth about His grace

*Serving my God in a very special ways
4/13/15
Teach a child to beg--
And he will grow with self-pity.
Surviving...
For his self only.

Teach a child to live with dreams--
And he will spring up like a tree.
Nurtured by the world's challenges...
Growing,
For himself.
Living,
For others.
A random thought while watching street children begging on the footbrige.

Train up a child in the way he should
go; so even when he grows old he will not depart from it.
(Proverbs 22:6)

I miss my J12 students...
 Apr 2015
MV Blake
I spat feathers from my mouth;
A fall from heaven
Worth the cost of heavenly wings.
 Apr 2015
HelloPeople
Two summers felt like forever,
Cold nights,
Dry afternoons,
Rainy mornings,
Hot days

Those times,
I swear I care for you,
I swear I think about you,
I swear I love you,
I loved you

Unfortunately,
Our 'summer' 'autumned' nowhere
then became 'winter'
Rustiness
 Apr 2015
Seán Mac Falls
She prolongs agony
Razor lips cut so sweetly
Can we be just friends
 Apr 2015
Steven Covert
You
I hope we're always friends.
You showed me a part of your soul tonight.
I saw a glimmer of You.
It was nice.
Better than nice,
Rewarding.
I want to see it more often.
You're a kind soul deep down.
Just as vulnerable as the rest of us.
 Apr 2015
Helene Josephine
Inside my head is a pond
Where you swim around making ripples
Spreading through my veins
The waves are making my skin tickle
Pouring out between my lips
As the tide turns them into giggles
Streaming down like a waterfall
While the floodings have me *******
 Apr 2015
Brenden Pockett
My room, painted pink
By filtered light and pollen
Breathes better than me.
 Apr 2015
Charlotte Hartry
I’ve seen the night’s demise
with the luminescent sunrise
and stood in a downpour
a thousand times before,
but everything I do with you
feels brand new.
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