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 Jun 2022 Gabriel
Rama Krsna
the nectar of love
only comes with
the poison of pain,
two for the exorbitant price of one

at the chasm of life and death
destroyed by love
grief remains as life’s sole friend

the memories of love
now belong to time
and this aging body to the five elements.

© 2019
 Jun 2022 Gabriel
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
you touch your sacred heart
and bless us with your hand
I thought you'd be darker
coming from the desert sand
I trust you on my dashboard
to keep me safe from harm
through thick and thin you
are my jesuz plastic charm.
Everyone is afraid of a clown,
we all are acting like clowns.
Afraid of ourselves.
The year, 2020.
WE became a world filled with foolish clowns and serpents.
Now i guess we know where these clowns get their sharp teeth from.
Bite and poison the blood within, make us all sick.
Cry, scream and slowly watch us all die in sweet agony.
Thank you dear government for tormenting God's sweet world.
Greedy and selfishness has taken over life.
Tricksters too.
This world has become nothing but clowns dressed in silly suits to impress and pursuit.
 Apr 2018 Gabriel
Crying Uncle
 Apr 2018 Gabriel
I have given up
On yelling at the sky
The sky has probably given up on me too.

The answers must not be in the sky.
It seems I have been wrong for the entirety of my life.

It could be that the answers are on the ground.
Amongst the grass, simply suffocated by the dirt,
My answers insufferably whispered by the tiny creatures.

But I hate insects.
I don’t like dirt.
And grass makes me itch.
How I feel some nights.
the idiomatic expression "Say 'uncle'!" may be used as an imperative command to demand submission of one's opponent, such as during an informal wrestling match. Similarly, the exclamation "Uncle!" is an indication of submission – analogous to "I give up" – or it may be a cry for mercy, in such a game or match.
 Apr 2018 Gabriel
Harriet Shea
What shall this divine purpose be
I ask in the silence of my lonely
room!! I cannot listen to loves
call any more, it has disappeared
and went into another dimension,
a place where love sleeps for

Divine purpose reveals sheer
devotion, for in having this
shall you control all conflicts
that appear before you, for
leaving behind one special thing
in life, you face another with
a wiser stronger heart.

Not all happiness revolves
around love, it revolves around
an important deed, that needs
to be accomplished, a deed
that will come from heart and soul.

Though this time is still untouched,
it will open and you will find
that divine purpose you are here
to make happen, it is sad your hurting
again, it will heal, and you will understand
what your divine purpose is.

Life on earth never always turns
out the way we want it too, it has
so many clouds that pass, but their
is always the light that lives deep,
to keep you strong from pain, stopping
those tears you shed for the loved
ones you left behind.

Don't feel alone, for your never
alone, your people stand by you,
you may not know who they are now
but in time, you'll notice the change
that will be taking place, for in doubt
does one come out, a winner.

Like the plane that flies high over
clouds, you shall fly high, way over
the universe, where your heart lives
not here on a earth, that brings conflict
pain, and in the end, destruction.

Your heart does not live for you
alone, it teaches many the meaning
of what is to come very soon, listening
gathering thoughts from you, shall this
happen little at a time, with knowledge
just like a bird who cannot find his
nest, but after searching hard enough
he finds a better one that is stronger.

Divine purpose is so sacred, it
leads one to walk a life alone for a
special reason to reach out and touch
the hearts of others, though, the sacrifice
may be great of heart, you will reap rewards
to great to mention, for in giving, one must
keep believing.

The blackboard is no longer black, it
has now been filled with information that
needs to be read and accomplished step
by step, information important to be unloaded
within, and followed carefully, doing this, will
you find your people, and your divine

By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)

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