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 Jul 2018
Edmund black
I just can’t help noticing
So many poets
With splits hearts
The hearts that cries out for help
Yet I’ve noticed
The silent sounds
From the comments
The words you’ve  never said
Not a sound is heard
As they’re desperately crying for help
Their tears are falling for us
Their words crying ink
To be touched and set free
we must open our eyes
To their writings for it has a tale to tell
A glimpse of the roller-coaster of emotions
going on through the poets lives
But many go unnoticed
So I prayed
We can noticed their cries
And shield them from dangers unaware
And try to see yourself through the poets minds
Sometimes I ask myself
Are they truly In need of help
Or Is it just writings
And since I don’t have the answer
You don’t know the answer
We must and should
Reached out
Yes it is true
It’s not  our profession
But it is also true that
We are all God’s creatures
And the great book says
help those who cannot
Help themselves
So next time you
And you and you
Notice a writer
Crying out for help through their ink
It won’t hurt to send
them a few words
of encouragement
A few words of hope
Or maybe just a good morning
Sometimes goes a long way
let them know
Life is precious
It has its ups and downs
But it always gets better
As I expressed
It wasn’t long ago
When a phone call saved my life
Maybe you’re the last word
the poet is waiting on
Before they’ve reach a dead end
It’s too late
 Jul 2018
GAETANO
Just the fact that my mother
Was always there for me,
Whether I needed her or not,
and
The little things she did for me:
HA...do I miss her!!!???
With EVERY breath I take,
Every moment of the day...
...She is there.
I can FEEL her in my life...
...But to actually TALK to her,
To kiss her,
To Hug her,
To tell her I love her,
And
To tell her
What she really means to me:
Those days
Of physically chatting with her
Over a cup of coffee,
Are gone...
...I can only express my love to her
Through my heart...
...And I pray she hears me.
MOM...I'll miss and love you always!!!
 Jul 2018
Salmabanu Hatim
We broke up,
Time elapsed,
I came to your home,
To give you a surprise,
I had the spare key.
I saw the wedding photo of you and your wife,
A shock,
You didn't waste time.
Then I saw the hot *** tiffin on
the table,
Of piping hot rice,curry and chapati,
I ate it all,
It was delicious.
She had written a note,
She was tired of your ego and haughtiness,
She was going to her mother for some days,
She had left you the food,
I would not have done so.
She seems nice,
Come down from your pedestal
and make your marriage work,
I still love you but, I want to see you happy.
Hold on to your marriage.
 Jul 2018
Salmabanu Hatim
We give expensive gifts to our children on
Birthdays,
Achievements,
Marriages,
Adulthood (21 years),
and on and on.
Have we ever given them?
The Quran-Islam
The Bible-Christians
The Bhagavad Gita-Hinduism
The Tohra-Judaism
Guru Granth Sahib-Sikhism
Kojik-Shinto,
Avesta-Zeroastranism.
In today's world of chaos our children need them.
If learning is important why not between the pages of the holy books.
Let's make our holy books as important as our mobiles.
 Jul 2018
stargazer
Words have power
They can pierce your bones
The right ones devour
Your very soul
Peaceful ones flower
And make you whole

Others cut deep
Leave scars, angry red
Make you lose sleep
As they dance in your head
Your happiness they reap
Until your spirit is dead

The strong message they send
Cannot be erased
They twist and they bend
They demand to be faced
They make ideas blend
Leaving a bad aftertaste

You cannot try to forget
The things you hear
Like a cigarette
They take what you hold dear
They sing a duet
Of shame, grief, and fear

Once it is said
It penetrates the defenses
Causing joy or dread
Sometimes beyond recompenses

Words can move you
Words can ****
Words can pierce through
Words can thrill

Each time you part your lips
The words that stain the air
Can sink the finest ships
Or be an answer to a prayer
"Say what you mean. Mean what you say."
 Jul 2018
Salmabanu Hatim
The ultimate joy of life,
Without strife,
A virtue,
A necessity,
Hard work.
We think we are the masters of our fates,
It creates impatience.
Nip the fumes of impatience in the bud,
Endure and be tolerant,
Don't get worked up,
Have patience.
You need it in abundance,
To be a good parent,
A perfect teacher,
A likeable boss,
All modes of life.
Patience is the hallmark of the righteous,
So restrain your anger,
Forgive others,
Avoid snap judgements,
Very difficult but we can.
Without patience wisdom becomes foolishness,
Success turns to defeat.
 Jul 2018
Donna
Summer raindrops fell
Flowers kept on blossoming
Love is beautiful

<3
Offically married to my lovely Dean , it was one of the best days of my life xxxxx love to all xxxxx pagan Paul and Kim baker I've put my wedding photo up like I promised cya u soon lovely hearts xxxxx
 Jul 2018
Sparkle in Wisdom
Being a Father is a special being...
only father can understand...
or a child can understand....

When a mother is carrying a child in her womb...
for 9 months...
a father is carrying his child in his brain...!

when a mother is taking care of covering the baby all night...
Father is busy arranging the roof over that room where the baby will sleep...

When a mother is busy teaching the baby first letters...
Father is busy arranging funds for the best school the baby will study...

When mother is busy arranging food on the table..
Father is busy making sure the groceries reaches the house for the family to feed...

When mother is lovingly saving child from getting scolded from father for some mischief or other...
Father is busy making arrangements to make sure the child can be prepared to live a boarder's life in hostel....

All those moments when a child is getting cosy with mom...
loving mom to the bottom of its heart....
father is making sure the bond stays like that ever...

Having a father is a privilege,
having a father as rock in your house should be appreciated,
taken care of & loved...!!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
#Just for father s...
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