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 Mar 2014
eunsung aka Silas
I saw
two hearts meet
into one

a soft touch
a tender word
to open up to love

life is simple
we live to love
and die in love to
return home
 Mar 2014
Joseph Childress
By Joseph Childress

Beautiful woman in the mirror
You are the fairest
Of them all
More fairy
Than tales
Long and tall
The truth you seek
Can be found
Without reflection
Someone paid
Extra care
In designing
Your cover
The silk fabric
Of your skin
Was created only
To showcase
The beauty within
Like decorative boxes
Housing diamond rings
Open up
And give the world
The gift
It's been waiting for
Ask the mirror no more
As much as it reflects on life
Only you have
The power to live it
 Mar 2014
PrttyBrd
Tracing the thoughts with a fingertip
Lining the clouds with silver
Present feelings from past mistakes
Proof that change is good
Perspicuity from a lazy dream
Thoughts like jumping beans
Bouncing off of shady corners
Waking what lies in quiescence
Scratching light into the darkness
With a stretch and a yawn
Folding what was into what is
Forming what will be
 Feb 2014
PrttyBrd
This fool believed the words once spoken
The dancing heart tells lies
Floating on the wind for an hour or a day
Worries blown away in a sigh
Thoughts of maybe tickle the past alive
Awakened memories, revived
copyright©PrttyBrd 24/08/2010- From The Ride of a Lifetime
 Feb 2014
PrttyBrd
In an instant
The question is gone
Choices made
One action begets another
No turning back
We move in time
Lead by forces unseen
We pass each other
Perhaps only briefly
Perhaps for longer
Tiny acts of kindness
Heartfelt words
A hand reaches out
Grabs the heart
Expectation of the harsh
Receiving gentle strokes of caring
Words of wisdom shared
Hugs sent along
Unknown prayers answered
Gratitude and friendship
The depths of which remain untold
Yet moved to tears of thanks
Friends for an instant
Marks the soul eternally
Never to be forgotten
Only to be cherished
Always
copyright©PrttyBrd 15/10/2010
 Nov 2013
Priya Patel
Always lingering, longingly
Like leaves frolicking in trees
Your gaze entraps me
Tempting me
Mesmerizing me
Engaging me in a lovers dance
Seducing my senses
Only you, only you
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
She is the tickle behind my ear
whispering love from afar
offering hope and faith
best wishes for us all

I see pictures of her
smiling laughing drinking
She is beautiful in her mask
Her mask ... she wears it well

Behind; tear stained cheeks
permanently scarred heart
eyes as bleak as withered snow
She is lost, I cannot find her

Saddened by life's choices
dying from a broken heart
a loss of hope, of will
She is giving up

But I love her with all my heart....
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
Hidden behind dark brooding clouds,
a faithful sky
peeks through
to a down casted eye
Eyes hazed with doubt
and speckled with despair
searching for hope
looking everwhere
losing faith
in the one constant light
in his life; me
I am here my love
lost in my own brooding clouds
battling some of my
worst personal doubts
Look up sweetheart
and peek through
the dark skies above
There you will find hope
swimming in a bath of my love
A light so bright
it will drown
all your doubts away
I am here
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
I carried you through heats of hell
and blanketed you in the blistering snow
nurturing you against my breast
afraid of letting you go
You are the one thing in my life
that can never be taken away
Cherished dearly in every way

You are all of my memories
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
I hear the soft crumpling of leaves
beneath the paws of life
One must wither eventually, right?
I look down on grass
burnt brown from age
and rake the leaves away
with memories from summers page;
torn from the book of life
The branches on a tree
beneath a rumbling sky does sway
as if to say
goodbye
The tinkling of raindrops;
wet against dry
as if, for a moment
in mourning, clouds cry
for the soft crumpling leaves no more
Arms stretched out
eyes moist with hope
I pray for their souls to be nourished
in the memories of summers dew
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
Time trickles by
agonizingly slow
tick tock tick tock
frustrations grow
They are playing the waiting game

Stung by fate
life's little trick
the sweetest boy
so very sick
Tick tock tick tock, time is just a game

Hands aged with fears
bound tight; she prays
fingers shivering
a grandmother softly says
God keep him safe and end this waiting game

Friends and family
kneel down in faith
praying together
In God's love they bathe
Knowing soon that time is almost here

Fate is fate
and we are all bound by destiny
but in my heart of hearts
I pray that he will be
your happy, healthy grandson once again

*to Wanda, you and your grandson are in our prayers
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
You say you know me;
then know me
Know the hazel
that flickers gold in my eyes
when you smile at me
and the sudden rush
of the reddish blush
in my cheeks so instantly;
when you touch me
Know the scent of me
when im not around
and the feel of me
when I cannot be found
Know the sound of my voice
in your ear
Know when I am near
You say you know me;
so know me
just as I know you
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
She is as beautiful
as butterflies in Spring
Her hair flutters in the breeze;
a gentle sneeze
from the soft blowing winds
She is beautiful; she is ...
Her skin glows golden
like daffodils at summers end
and just as flowers often do,
she blooms
In a world of trampled
black and white weeds,
she truly is as beautiful
as butterflies in Spring

*to my beautiful neice Nikita
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