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In dark moments of life it may be hard
Finding love for your existence each day
Behind every sorrow is meaning
All clouds will eventually drift away
Skies of blue are waiting around new corners
This time only will be temporarily grey
Everything is temporary. Pain, joy, peace, confusion, excitement, and even grief are all simply passing emotions that overall are a mere blip on the entirety of our timelines
You used to lull me.
Now you’re the cause of my pain.
I don’t know what to think anymore.
Everything hurts.
Everything feels like injected poison.
Life feels like fire.

I don’t want to live.
I have no clue why I’m still alive.
 Aug 22
Francie Lynch
We’ll age like a well-worn porch
In a thunder storm;
Telling tales, sipping drinks,
Beneath a canopy of stars-
In a house that we call home.

Our basement’s stoked with love,
That melts away the cold;
The rafters hang with laughter,
To warm us when we’re old.

Our shelves are stocked
With hugs and kisses;
And jars of smiles and hopes;
The food of family ties,
That nourish hearts and souls.
 Aug 7
Jayantee Khare
My heart
Neither sad
about anyone, nor mad...

Yes! It's changed
No one matters
not interested in others' matters

I don't claim
It's under control
But, it doesn't trust them anymore

Not exactly
It's shrunk to few people
But not ready for new hassle

When they meet
I greet with a smile
But "no strings attached" is new style

The status is available
But steered clear
from those who aren't available

Have hopes and
Do have desires
But now I do not aspire

Only when it rains
The old wounds pain
But the life is peaceful again
#love #peace #pain
 Jul 25
Love gathers momentum,
discourage evil
the slow brew of light over time,
your soul seeks one
just be patient with your mind
as it builds a spine,
shouldered on love
the heart crowns a captain
whom commands her/his eyes.
 Jul 25
a weakness takes over me
and I am crushed
unable to breathe or speak or move
the heart breaks
the spirit races in darkness
unable to find a finish line
eyes close
world disappears
I disappear
Sometimes sentiment slips through the wrong way and I am crippled. I can’t read or think or act for a while. I sleep until the pain in my chest goes away.
 Jul 25

             my lips spoke true then
a time when the sun was sure              

            now, broken verses

 Jul 25
Do our minds align?
Just as our fingers once did….

The skins of our palms would kiss,
and hold true to words unsaid.
Clasped indefinite,
and they mirrored in gait.

Never unsure
and never faltering,
they danced in determined embrace;
leaving no room for the tendrils of doubt.

So tell me…

Do our hearts still align?
Just as our beats once did…
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