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 Feb 2020
Lye
Forevermore, I will speak
For myself and others in need

Forevermore, I will walk
This Earth without you shaming me

Forevermore, I will love
And I don’t care if you don’t want to see

Forevermore, I will be myself
To my heart, only I have to key
Wrote this in 5 minutes because I thought of the word “forevermore” and I thought it sounded nice.
 Feb 2020
Sally A Bayan
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You're inside...alone in your hiding place
yet, the limited sphere of your space
grumbles with voices...repeating words and
scenes...from failed, denied expectations

be still now.....remember
not to ponder long on hurtful moments
cry, if you must,
but, when sun sets and moon is up
let twilight's soothing silence
ease your overworked heart and mind
dwell not on sad departures...take a deep sigh,
there's hope......look up to the sky

be still.............surrender
to a silent Presence...that
makes the wind move creation
listen to the music of nature
its peaceful murmurs
hear the wind hum its many songs
hissing..swishing, whistling
listen to the trees,
hear the leaves softly rustle,
the water....running....flowing from
a waterfall.......down to the river
take time...hear a hawk or an eagle cry
see them soar and descend with grace,
while a wine-red dragonfly, and a
purple-yellow butterfly....flutter
atop pink Vanda blooms...
search with your eyes, ears, mind, and heart
be captivated!  explore!
nature, always leaves us in awe...

be still,
let sand escape from your palms
release cold, indifferent hands
let go of anyone all set to leave...or
anything that always seems awry...
open your doors, let fresh air bring in
new chances...new challenges, and
new beginnings...let them all in!
remember to build new dreams
welcome new friends, new faces
remember to smile!

soon...the hurting will wane

remember the cycle:
sunrise, sunset...live, die...weep, laugh
remember the Words:
"there is a right time for everything."
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...have faith....be still...
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Sally

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
June 6, 2018
"Be still and know that I am God..."-Psalm 46:10

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens...a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance..."Ecclesiastes 3:1, 4

"Don’t hold on to someone who’s leaving, otherwise you won’t meet the one who’s coming.”-Carl Jung
 Feb 2020
Alyssa Underwood
My path is to be misunderstood
for my path is to learn the way of gentleness
My path is to be rejected
for my path is to learn the way of love
"He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering. Like one from whom men hide their faces He was despised, and we esteemed Him not. Surely He took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered Him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted. But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed." 
 -Isaiah 53:3-5


I want you to LOVE
If not me,
Someone...

Better me,
Oh! It is okay
I don't mind anyone too
Just the idea is
I want you to
Experience LOVE
To realize LOVE
So that you can
Know my LOVE
And taste the flavor
Of "LOVE"

Thus know my LOVE
How much I LOVE YOU
With what passion
How deep
With what intensity

But LOVE
Not as imitation of any LOVE
(Especially my LOVE for you)

LOVE purely
From the soul
Deep inside from your gut

So much LOVE that
Just by the feel
Of your BELOVEDz
Your BEING shivers
Let LOVE flow and ooze
Out of your skin pores

I want you to LOVE
If not me,
Someone...

Better me!

I LOVE you
YOU LOVE me




 Jan 2020
RSB
Always protected myself,
Form the bad flares of the world
Don't drench me by conning
I beg you hello rain….

Can't block the monsoon rain
With my thin sheer shawl
You are drenched and wicked
Don't call me by signal….

Don't stare from my window
In the cold nights, hello moon…
Don't drench me by conning
I beg you hello rain…

Don't come here humming….
In my garden, hello bee…
Pretty lotus has just bloomed
Fault may befall can't you see?

Don’t trouble me storm
With your gusty, ***** wind
Don't drench me by conning
I beg you hello rain…
 Jan 2020
Alyssa Underwood
child of heart
but not of womb,
would i'd been
gifted to ban the
hope-thieving,
spirit-throwing
parasitic lies,
to shelter ears
& fragile petals
against bruising,
whiskey-glazed
acts and words.
would i might be
gifted now to
soothe, cradling
tender soul through
deadest night's
watery gloom.
yet firmly i know
none other will ever
be gifted to bestow
what only One balm
can perfectly renew,
and He waits for you,
my beautiful girl.
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