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 Nov 2014
iffahnabilah
everything i've loved, i've lost.
 Nov 2014
The Terry Tree
There is a
Welcoming without
Spiritual coaxing
Between us
Natural and wonderful
Wherever I am
This is my home
Wherever you are
You are never alone
How can I leave my home
When it is everywhere
And you are there?

Would it be
That we are
Matter and energy
Combined in our
Consciousness
Of one
Protected and
Wrapped
Into a bouquet of
Infinite potentialities

As every star in very shape
And every color
Is discovered
In the universal playground
Of our outer space
Shooting across the skies
Of our inexhaustible
Vision from within

We are
Resonating from behind
Our human disguise
Coexisting in
Every ripple of water
Glimmering without
Exception
Melting
In every grain of sand
That shines
Beneath the sun
We are
One

And
There is a
Welcoming without
Spiritual coaxing
Between us
Natural and wonderful
Wherever I am
This is my home
Wherever you are
You are never alone
How can I leave my home
When it is everywhere
And you are there?

What is looking
Out of your eyes
Is in me
You are the flower
That praises
The spirit that travels
Up my spine
With the fragrance of
Forgiveness
Fervently

You are the
Pure light that flows down
In streams upon every single hair
Of my enlightened crown
Igniting the everlasting soul
Of this human being
With the windswept
Potions of scientific
Insurmountable measures
Beakers of tenderness
Carrying our undeniable
Unconditional love-treasures
Toward a paramount presence
That free will floats
Into a cloud of what is
Eternally wise and
Unbroken
Free from damage
Cradled in
Supernatural
Light

We are not asleep
Or awake
We are the silent
Earthquake

What is looking
Out of your eyes
Is in me
You are the flower
That praises
The spirit that travels
Up my spine
With the fragrance of
Forgiveness
Fervently

In sweet
Serenity
Arise as
I surrender
To thee
And
Inner
Peace

© tHE tERRY tREE
 Nov 2014
KNOWER
A simple melody, a yellow rose
A forgotten tragedy, my sweetest repose

A ****** trail, snow white sails
The end of all travail, my sweetest repose

A gentle brook, the sweet warm air
A good old book, my sweetest repose

A grain of sand, a giant oak
The touch of your hand, my sweetest repose

A drop of dew, the evening hue
A day with you, just to name a few
You're my sweetest repose
These are just a few of the things that bring peace upon my soul.

*dedicated to Nes
:p :)

:)
 Nov 2014
Jordan
He doesn't want me in his life,

*But I can't imagine life without him.
 Nov 2014
A C Leuavacant
A good day
Makes for a worse night
A night of being slave
To the powerless hourglass
Full of crisp dry sand
From some far away land  
Where the beaches are clean
And swept twice a day
To maintain there perfection
And nauseating glimmer

While here I am
Staring at it's grains    
Waiting for all hope to fall
And my time to be up
Because I love this moment
love it to pieces
I'm lucky
And if I could stay in it forever
And ever
I would
without the slightest hesitation
But while all I can see
Is this invisible hourglass
Draining the imaginary time
That I have left
I can see the sun rise and set

And I was here before

I used to stare
At the beautiful clocks on the wall
And fell with a bang
As they stopped.
I wrote this during last summer and forgot about it until a close friend reminded me of it.
Means a lot to me this one does.
 Nov 2014
KNOWER
We're all just a massive mess of energy
A beautiful, massive mess
And that's just the brilliance of it!

Times and times retold of our divinity,
Of our ancestors painted by the stars,
Of glory untold
And oh the glory!
That you may see it
Or even hear the echoes of its glorious memory resound across the heavens
And the loftiest of them all being our mind
Singular, not plural
For we have but the same mind
That we are moved by the same passions
That we are subtly subject to change
Oh, our malleable souls!

That we aspire for the Heavens
So we may get to soar freely
And yet dance to tunes of a heathen kind
Such is the hypocrisy that we've been raised to uphold as daily norm
None being the lesser!

For had it not been so, then with God you'd be this very moment
As Master, nature springing to your tunes
That you'll master all as Did SoloMon
Tense just being one of our many creations

So through this wake up call,
I beg all of you to arise from your deep slumbers
Your virtual realities whose bounds you artfully set with decided deliberation upon your mind
Wake up and see that you are infinite!
Wake up and see that you are divine!
Wake up and see that you are gods!
 Nov 2014
Sjr1000
She was once a true love of mine
She treated me so kind
She came to me
when I was stuck
when my heart was dark
and shed
her loving light on me

She held me close
and
kissed my lips
brought
warmed wash clothes
and
******
to bathe away my pain.

When she was done with me
she moved me along
to
the crummy little apartment
by
the river
the perfect spot for me.

Life is lived
in chapters
one after the other
She once was a true love of mine.
 Nov 2014
Amrita Dutta
It's the same dark evening
I've grown accustomed to.
The terror of approaching footsteps
(for me) is nothing new.
A drunken holler at the door
sends a chill down my spine.
I know it is time again
to face the wrath of cheap wine.
With trembling hands and a racing heart
I fumble at the door.
My body tries its best to resist
the abuse it has endured before.
Yet, against my wishes
the door is now ajar.
The man who comes barging in
is terrifying even from afar.
With no barrier between us
and pure rage in his eyes,
he does what I expect
and erupts into wild cries.
"YOU *****", he screams
(the man that I'd wed)
whilst charging at me,
(his humanity-all shed).
Blow after blow
he plants on my frame.
Slaps, kicks and punches
have become his favorite game.
Each humiliating strike
that I wordlessly embrace
attacks my dignity
until is left no trace.
After his outburst
(an everyday tale, of late)
he staggers off to bed
(his newfound best mate)

Now I'm alone,
beaten and bruised.
The pain of mental hurt
overpowers the blood oozed.
Is this it then?
The reward for being nice?
My kindness taken for cowardice
non-violence paying its price?
Is it my FAULT then,
to be born a girl?
Is it reason enough
for all atrocities he hurls?
I lift myself up
to take a deeper look at me.
Features lost in bloodshot red,
there is nothing left to see.
I drag myself to bed now,
It already is very late.
I wait for sleep to carry me off
to a land of better fate.
#domesticviolence #sexism #hurt #pain #abuse
 Nov 2014
Sarah Mulqueen
Mistaken guidance puts a fog like haze on reality.
 Nov 2014
Sarah Mulqueen
Trying to figure out the point to " needing to make something of my life".
Constantly stuck in the mud with all these zombies of today.
Being force fed.
Feeding tube rammed down our throats to make their garbage easier for us to swallow.
Everything that life has to offer us is becoming a privilege,
Or taxed to benefit the hierarchy of the country.
Question authority,
Its becoming all we have left.
 Nov 2014
Rose Claire
Twisted thoughts once perceive as your own. Has brought you
to this promise land. Chances remain unknown. Walking through chain
link fences.
    To an unmarked grave
                          ......... called your own.

  You didn't think your fantasy could be your reality.
Ain't no fun now girl..hey? Ain't no fun now.

Jonesing.....got to get it over. Got to get one over on you.

( Laugh )   I see you. Your as transparent as a straight *** line.
Got to get one over.
AND I WILL GET IT ON YOU!

        Next victim please.
 Nov 2014
Rose Claire
Sweet whisper of worn out timber.
Cover me in moss and consider me dead.
If I move a muscle bash in my head.
For hear is where the demon lie.
I want to be a mound where fresh flowers grow abound.
Don't you see the green grass?
On rainy days it smells like gray ash.
This is where I will be found!
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