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The night sky is so alluring
There is a subtle attraction
Stars hold our gaze tonight
As lovers hearts come closer
Fine strings from the moon
And the shimmering veil
Decorate the landscape
Waves of silver light
Resonates with hearts upheaval
Night’s bring out the beauty
With closed eyes, we see the universe
Love stops at this confluence
Hearts slowly drowning in love
your behavior is ******, she writes to him,
you're a boar, without a cure,

my good ant Anna often asks me,
how the hail i except you,

she says you belong to that banned of men
that effect a woman's life badly

she also suspects you of elicit affairs
goes on to ad you are to me not fare
and we too don't make a good pare

its about time we go our own weigh
since we don't feet each other at all.

i'm sorry though
i had to pain you this heartful later

but bitter swoon than letter.

p.s. thank god i mate the man who scares and laughs me more than you.
 Jul 2015 purple orchid
nivek
some like their dogs with bared fangs
a warning before a bite

While

poets inhabit a place in between
slathering and a bark
 Jul 2015 purple orchid
aurora
Broken clouds leak endless rain
Summer has its own blues, I guess

When the sun returns and smiles upon the gray
You'll find me basking in the light
I dreamed I saw a field of Golden Starships
A crowd with suitcases standing by
For those first come to those first served
Heading for a new home in the sky

Like animals escaping from a flood
They were lined up two by two
Some for adventure some have just had enough
With no earthly idea of what they should do

There were those in their families there to wave their goodbyes
With only precious moments left
I know it's just a dream but I'm still curious
As to the last thing that they said

With the ships loaded down and the countdown begun
I knew it was time to leave
As I opened my eyes to the new mornings sun
Waking up from my dream
... on the other side  :P

Money don't grow any greener
The mean streets are getting meaner

Come and get me pretty please
When you find some grow on trees!

Wake up! Smell the Dunkin Donuts!
We're in the Twilight Zone
like robots...

Every cloud is silver lined
Even one that's in your mind

And when you find
fate's shut the door
You'll find a hatchway...

... in the floor!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2015
Inspired by Wolf Spirit's
"stop and smell the what?"

and a nod to Erma Bombeck
"The grass is always greener
over the septic tank"

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 Jul 2015 purple orchid
nivek
A I is modelled on you
but it will never have your skin
.
We met
        On the wooden boards
Of the music
        Hall, in the fire
Glow of lights
        Dimmed and aflame.
A match was set,
        She was young
My eyes grew
        Wildly kissing her
And we lived
        Long in soft days
Held by the sea
        On Shanganagh
Cliffs, feral
        And green as Ireland
And for one
        Moment our eyes
Shut, caved in
        A day.  Now wood
Below, holds us
        In the casket
Of pine memory,
        Wrap of vines
Sharp wine of days
        Splendour
And in mournful
        Breeze, to these
We did surrender
        At a tomb
And silent grey birds
        Stood muttering
Where we both
        Are cold, grieving
Alone as we are
        Placing flowers.
To my wife of ten long beautiful years
We've dug the dirt
And shed some tears
But me and her have overcome fears
When I can spend hundreds more years
Just being with the woman of my plans
She's made me see
And made me be
A far and yet way better better man
To you young people who love, never give up on it wether it is someone who's far away or close by, because we must give all of ourselves for our wife's husbands so on if we truly do love another, I almost lost my wife after five years into marriage because I didint wanna give her what she wanted, simple demands. If we learn to give lover what they want we learn to be more at peace to. And if they always give us what we need we shouldn't be so selfish anyways that will just make us loose them or almost do I have learned
 Jul 2015 purple orchid
nivek
Part of our love, love
submits to social engineering.

The man with the money has,
all barriers disintegrated.

This is what we have, my  darlings
a poor example.

We are born shackled,
and live a dream of freedom.

Never let it go
your life depends on it.
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