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Is it just a hue
Or
Is the mountain actually blue

The sea and the lake too
Is imbued by the sky’s blue

I love the colour too
Yes it has to be teal and aqua blue

Yellow is so bright and right
Inspired by the sunlight

Red speaks of passion and rage
Sure, I am no sage

Colours bright, dark or light
In every hue, have a place of their own
Got to love them all
Inspired by a photo of a mountain in blue hues :)
 Nov 2018 MissPine
Star BG
We DOST have sparks within of sacred energy CALLED LOVE. Yes, IT MAKES all things possible, as we GROUND and move on stage of life. A platform where WE, are performers for our soul.A place to radiate our love qualities

Come, dance to the music with the musical magical metronome of heart we carry.

Come celebrate with vibrations of love to spread in wind. lights power that travels with intention of breath.

We are human farmers infused with love seeds, all we need do is remember. And go to a harvesting the sacred love we carry.

All we need do is look within our own sun to germinate the gift of self. The gift of LOVE we are.
inspired by conversation with Tapiwa Individualist  THANKS
 Nov 2018 MissPine
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Nov 2018 MissPine
Mateah
What if every little thought
That lives inside your head
Instead of hiding away in there
Was spoken out, was said?

Would you be embarrassed?
Would you hate your mouth?
Would you rather be mute
Than let the truth come out?

What if every little thing
That people thought of you
Instead of being tucked away
Was heard, was listened to?

Would you be ashamed?
Would you cover your ears?
Would you rather be deaf
Than let the truth come near?

And what if every image
That passes through your thoughts
Was freed from its prison
To roam until it rots?

Would you be disgusted?
Would you look away?
Would you rather be blind
Than see your thoughts at play?
 Nov 2018 MissPine
Meera
He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come
That's how true poetry comes into existence
 Nov 2018 MissPine
Kevon Gayle
When I saw u
We were strangers
Looked at u saw danger
Now I know you
And you know me too
Wandering what was that clue
That attract me and you
You are somewhat new
Come on in to my love Avenue
Near you I’m blue
So nervous I had to blew
Your not common
Your few
Out of the many type I knew
 Nov 2018 MissPine
amuba
The dances we do just for the one to attract
The songs we sing we think it would affect
One less moment of boredom from you to subtract
If nothing works we morn and our heads we shake

Useless as they seem to us sometimes
Could be hard if you don't see when we whine
Little things that we do, we believe it's not a crime
Are just for you, to get a little bit of you and your time

If stood for us for our silly little dreams just for once
A pat on the back when we are in doubt
Then my sweetheart I promise you this and it's true
We will offer the whole world to you, just for you
I believe that we all are different and our roles as well. Its just to understand it and each other.
 Nov 2018 MissPine
Kevon Gayle
One of the most beautiful sight I bet
For that moment time has set
Whether at the beach when your wet
Or out in the sea casting a net
For if you don’t see this
You haven’t known life yet
One of the best sight
Where darkness and light met
A glorious sight
Where hopes and and failure fight
That’s the twilights might
Where the sun and earth bite
 Nov 2018 MissPine
GM
To Alan
 Nov 2018 MissPine
GM
Your skin was flawless, I'm so pale
My life is a mess, yours was a fairy tale
Your voice was perfect
While mine sounds incorrect
You used to shine so bright
I run from the light
I'd still could make you like me, I bet
It's such a waste that we have never met
But you went to a better place in two thousand sixteen
And I keep living here, where people are so mean
Yet, sir, wherever you are
You'll always be my favorite star
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