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The one
Who you always
Wonder
If they are
Wondering
About you
Hello
It's me again
It's the early hours and I'm slightly drunk
And it's me again

He has the sins of his mind
Which keep him warm inside
Amidst the weary and the wasted
Such warmth keeps him alive

Restless
I've always been restless
I hate to move yet I can't sit still
Hours are endless

There is a thrush inside his head
An agony of wings
Panic beaten thrashing
A cage of singing things

Anxious
Still always anxious
Even though I've slowed right down
This edge is ageless

Laying low and watching
A million sub-plots hatching
Paranoid and paranormal
He scatters to survive

                                    By Phil Roberts
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.
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