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My BELOVED, My LOVE
Call me your LOVER

Now we are no stranger to each other
Yet where does our LOVE go from here?

How does the world know the depth of
The attachments of our LOVE?

Your LOVE rains over my desert
Bringing tears to my eyes
And see....
Dew drop are formed
On the leaf of your heart
To fill your eyes with tears

When your lips touches mine
Our breathe entangle into each other

Now let our ecstasy tell the story
That is rendered in our inner being

My BELOVED, My LOVE
Call me your LOVER

My BELOVEDz, My LOVEz
Call me by YOUR name




 Sep 2019
Eloisa
Your flaws and scars are part of what makes
a stronger you
Be proud to wear all of them.
They are a reminder of the battles you’ve won and the trials you’ve endured.
No struggles and accomplishments define
who you are.
Be proud to carry your wounds
and your stories.
You’re not broken.
You are more.
You’re a warrior.
 Sep 2019
Eloisa
In times when she feels crushed and broken,
she would watch the tiny messengers of hope.
The fireflies’ magical sparks remind her that even a little light can shine in darkness.
And when she’s completely torn into bits
that’s difficult to piece together,
she would look up to the sky and stare at the little messengers of life.
The stars remind her that she can still radiantly shine even in pieces.
 Sep 2019
A B Faniki
After the ill fortune her humble father manage
To make it -self made millioner at his old age
The turn of fortune in their life meanss she's fortunate;
But her friends said the fortune came a little late,
For she still wore the old rage that she own
and hang out with the same friends she had fun.
God knows that the only constant thing on earth
is change and yet it's always hard to accept.
Her beautiful smile and humble beginning she still carry
and won't let fortune change what she love in a hurry.
© A B Faniki 18/14/2019 humble beginning is abt loving what who u are even when things are changing around you
 Sep 2019
Alyssa Underwood
My wounds are like a canyon
But Your love is like an ocean
Filling it up

My filth is like a mountain
But Your grace is like fresh snow
Falling over it

My rage is like a fire
But Your power is like a hurricane
Blowing it away
~~~
 Sep 2019
Gods1son
Happiness is not sold in the stores
Don't be deceived by the adverts at all
Buying more and more cannot fill the void
A rush of happiness derived from
a purchase is superficial and hard to maintain.

Creating short lasting or fast evolving trend is corporations' tactic to get you discontent my friend.

Well, you don't have to pay for it all at once
You don't have to cancel your plan,
here's a bonus for you.
Are you aware? 50% off the price of
what you don't need is no savings at all.

Contentment is the key my friend
The car I was stressing over to get,
I met a man ready to let go of his,
in exchange for working legs.
Gratefulness is the door to happiness my friend.
 Sep 2019
Gods1son
F#ck pride,
Let us ride together
Let's put out the fire of jealousy,
that sh#t ain't necessary
Let's rid our hearts of all hatred,
Brothers and Sisters, we are all kindreds
In unity lies our strength,
As a group, we can reach any length
We might err but let's learn to forgive,
Remember oneness is the motive
True love is the only way up,
Let us all drink from the same cup.
I usually don't like to swear but...you know
Repost if you agree with the message. Thanks
 Sep 2019
Joseph Miller
On a sea of chaos
love floats
if you believe
then you know
love is seeing
goodness grow
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