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The Dedpoet Jan 2017
I met her by chance
Standing in the middle of destiny
Governing all eyes who passed,
All who could not adress her.

The solitary star she was
With her own kind of light
That goes on fiery,

It runs from the night
And lends beauty to day,
Like the blaze of a dark Star,
Birth of a second life,
Ebony girl,
I rip myself from the serpent's tooth,
I awaken from a thousand days
Of forever and she brings
Me forth from oblivion,
I utter one word between my lips,

Ebony

The word of nocturnal beauty,
I wish to plant the seeds so
Loving, so caressing,
They grow inside her heart,
I bequeath it all,
Should it all be just a dream,
Running or flying,
She flanks the reality
And  pours her own brand
Of living waters,

Ebony girl,
Your lightning sweet and tremendous,
You give my clouds wind,
Warm me and hold me
Closer to the fire
Of your chest.
  Jan 2017 The Dedpoet
nivek
Your goodwill sent on an eternal path
-touched all hearts ever made
one thought in a universe of pain
-healed so much in its simple way
all those rippled ponds
-the gentle creation of a world of love
from the carpenters sweat working wood
-to hanging on the wood of the cross.
only small minds believe
putting others down
makes themselves bigger
  Jan 2017 The Dedpoet
SassyJ
Broken chains, falling rains
at the crucifix of life we reign
Broken days, trading mails
as a sacrifice of broken days*

Hey you little puppet
take that gun, **** for flesh, **** for blood
Journey on, journey on
take those sins, they forbid to be curse
can you fit inside my pocket?  
Journey on, journey on
pull the trigger, for a thunder in the moments

Broken chains, falling rains
at the crucifix of life we reign
Broken days, trading mails
as a sacrifice of broken days

Hey you little muppet
take that book, re write history, tell us tales
carrying on, carrying on
take those lines,then type them up
are you the truth we should seek?
carrying on, carrying on
as a fiction of the day, for a thunder in the moments

Broken chains, falling rains
at the crucifix of life we reign
Broken days, trading mails
as a sacrifice of broken days

carrying on carrying on
journeying on journeying on
and they cry by the pool of their blood
carrying on carrying on
journeying on journeying on
and the whisper the silence of words
For audio access: https://soundcloud.com/user-367453778/broken-days
  Jan 2017 The Dedpoet
mikecccc
Some sentences
just jump at you
attack you
for some reason
they inspire you
to do something
not always
something helpful.
Today sky is full of clouds but tomorrow sun will shine
Nothing is constant in this world just let me clearly opine
Fortune dares to kiss those who dare to meet her just fine
Consistent struggle has its taste and flavor like pure wine
I am destined to be a man of destiny, destination is mine
Bruises of heart and soul to be kept alive with real brine
My mission is so vital that I see all around its glowing sign
I am proud of the fact my Lord keeps me with Him on line

Miracles happen when love takes verdict of beauty in stance
Life becomes a caring friend to provide chance after chance
But one should not mix reality with just ordinary romance
To be fully involved in real love affair one should be in trance
Let me apprise you about the clarity of eyes heart in advance
One should keep efforts in tact not to leave all on circumstance

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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