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There are days
where
my pulsating self
aligns with sun
or stars.

To shine dancing in grace.
To radiate feeling empowered.
To vibrate part of the universe.

There are other days
where my light
is hid in clouds
from worries, judgements
and fears.

waiting to be set free inside love
To dance inside all obstacles.
To evolve part of the universe.

But as haze rises
and clouds dissipate
again sun and stars shine.
Shine to connect me with all facets of self,
to celebrate all I am.

Inside a vessel of feelings.
A vessel of light.
inspired by Juansen Dizon poem called Calendars
Thank you for writing.
I don't know why today of all days
i was thinking about you.
I don't know why today of all days...
I might have tried less of forgetting you today.
Even if it's been so long
i still miss you
i still love you.
By no means was this love
for the faint at heart
by no means was this life
for the weak and the lazy.
I'll think of you
when i start to lose faith.
I'll think of you
when the mist goes thick.
I'll think of you
when the lament of my lost hope
takes hold in this tilted heart.
I'll think of you
as i sing the light melodies of poems
that echo between the foaming waves.
I'll think of you
as i remember your green eyes reflecting
such starlight...
So be it.
The greatest gift of all is to bear the pain
of your loved ones wihtout breaking and
as frightening might be that pain will make
you feel stronger to stand for them and
selflessly grant them comfort.
  Dec 2017 Robertson JK Marvelous
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Many are the things unsaid
when tongues are bit

Much is the blood
spilled when hearts are slit

Many are the moments
forsaken when the mind’s unfit

Much of the pain
still fester even with words deliberately writ
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