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It hit me like a tidal wave
I knew I was in love with you right away
Like a Beyoncé song your mellow rhythm swayed me
Across seas and oceans it took me!
Infatuated by your presence, I stare in your presence, mesmerized by your existence.
Drunk in your love, but not a Beyoncé Jay Z love, an incomparable love....
An incomparable love so surreal for accountability
A grandmother to her grandchildren type of love
Filled with tenderness and care, almost like you could swear...
Almost like you could swear this isn’t the love you can bare
Almost like you could swear this isn’t the love you can spare a second of your day for because
Because it’s so surreal for accountability
It’s so unexpected for!
I am a victim
Of my own mind and demon.
No one can save me.
 Jun 2018 harun shukri
DuBray
Lines
 Jun 2018 harun shukri
DuBray
A leaf with lines
Like lettuce
Like rivulets
Like a staff of music
Like tracks of a train
Like joining stars under the rain
Like science or literature
Like the human lineage

Lines for order
The beginning was water

On

A leaf with lines
THE MIND OF A CHEF
Can scare you to death,
THE LAY OVER cancelled
Anthony left,
He was always gone,
He worked on vacation,
A COOKS TOUR,
NO RESERVATIONS,
He said that he had no regret,
Thru the sinewy smoke of his cigarette,
and still he left us eating crow,
keeping a secret,
PARTS UNKNOWN,
He's gone again,
his choice,
his fault,
Clearing the table,
I spill the salt,
Unlucky,
******!
I don’t understand
The flavor is gone,
Everything’s bland
©B L Costello 2018
God is not the author of confusion
but can we say the same of man?
he shoves aside the word of God
is that something we can understand?

Man has tried his best to make peace
but his efforts destroy his very plan
it's time to put God back in our life
lest we fall,  as we attempt to stand.

Wars do not solve the anger issues
conflict brings sorrow and more pain
we're left with nothing much accomplished
with little solace  - and very little gain.

We've removed God's blessing by rejection
with abortion, with the wickedness of life
the violence that spreads and conquers
is as deadly and as sharp as any knife.

We are no longer,  what we call united
division covers us, just like a plague
nothing more in life is certain
only something that we call vague.
 Jun 2018 harun shukri
She Writes
I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me
"i fell in love with the
person i deluded you into."
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