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 Jul 2015
Jennifer Weiss
Remember how quickly things change.*
God can do all impossible things,
and **** two birds,
in turn strengthening
your faith.

He breathes life to the dead
and repairs what we destroy.
In Him never be hopeless,
but claim unending Joy.

He loves *us

He loves us
he loves us
and every second of existence,
this is something to enjoy.
Priase God.
 Jul 2015
Nicole Dawn
Always remember
That the books
Who are the most worn
The most torn and ripped
The most broken

Those books are that way
Because everyone loved them
For what was inside
 Jul 2015
David Hall
if you wake every morning
and do nothing to make your life better
it will not get any better
if you wake every morning
and do something to make your life better
then surely no matter
how bad life might seem right now

it will get better
 Jul 2015
Aleska Servian
You can rule the seas
you can rule the kings, my love
but not what's inside each one of us
We came from the stars
but here we are all dust
you gotta find an old soul to trust

You may feel alone, maybe
when you're in the middle of a crowd, fake it
don't kneel, embrace it
Because you're a black diamond
you're a black diamond

The clouds are on fire
but you can float above
please, choose to live even though it's a cruel world
You smell like spring
but you got the winter in your heart
don't let those walls just fall apart

You don't have to bow
whispers, you can hear them out loud
you may not be able to keep a vow
but you can keep your heart
You don't have to cry
those golden tears in your eyes
but someday you'll have to say goodbye
to your dark heart
Some words that my grandmother used to say to me.
 Jul 2015
Sourodeep
make yourself available
only when the pain
is bearable, **again
 Jul 2015
Sourodeep
Everything about you has changed
your hair and your feet,
the way you walk, that day
when I had to hear you talk
the pain makes me bleed.

Oh dear ! how it used to be
the fresh smell of your beauty
the gentle grip of your wrists
tangled uncombed hair on your shoulder
your crisp smile filled with purity

Your presence now rakes up all those memories
               what once was divine serenity
                  has now become an eyesore
                   for how much ever you try
            the only thing you can never hide
                 are your big expressive eyes
   I can see myself in them, tattered and beaten
these will keep reminding me again and again
and such is to bear this pain, it will never change
Times change, humans change in their body and nature. But the only thing that remains constant is the eye, since birth eyes are the same and that is why they are able to tell the whole story.
 Jul 2015
Havran
that though Sorrow
may be one of the closest
forces to
a writer's soul,
it is still only second to another,

*and that is Love.
Don't you ever forget that :)

~D.C.
 Jul 2015
Sourodeep
There was a time when a sphere
romanced us more, everywhere (a)round
the even circularity left us amazed,
free and open, no boundaries
limitless beauty here and there

Now, we want conclusions
to every action, start and end
complicated things, grown impatient
with blunt minds, started making pale boxes
having edges in all our creations
We have become creatures run by time, rushing for things and in the process losing ourselves creativity. Our brains are not designed to always be target driven, we should let it be free and think on its own
 Jul 2015
maxine
We weren't each other's firsts but if we let that get to us we won't be each other's last.
 Jun 2015
niamh
The passion ignited
and the forest burned.
Old oaks charred,
saplings disintegrated,
devastation beyond
imagination,
a boundless, barren
desert of
scorched ground
and rancid air,
with the skeletons
of remembered beauty
standing sentry.
But who lit the match,
love or hate?
 Jun 2015
Philosophical
they say that home isn't four walls and a roof,
but eyes and a heartbeat.
perhaps it's true
because ever since you walked away from the door,
i feel so homeless.
I'd still let you in if you ever come back.
 Jun 2015
Sourodeep
Gone are the days, on a holiday
I used to just eat and sleep, now
I have developed an appetite
for new destinations
to read and meet,
the fascination for the sea
as the sheer thought of
unknown adventure
and mysteries of the deep
nowadays engulfs me.
Climbing up a hill, to look
down at the edge, bending
over a steep cliff, nature
out of a geography book.
At night, the hide and seek
of moon and the clouds
the rich silver light making me strong
at times when I feel so weak.

When strangers became new
friends, as a person I grew
like on the old grass
a fresh drop of dew.

At the end, I believe
a day will surely come
when I can fathom all this
and can share my wisdom
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