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 Dec 2014 L
Bidi Rliu Andrei
Fragile
 Dec 2014 L
Bidi Rliu Andrei
As you wish!


On a short and sweet notice, in a sphere of dissent,
You pinned an Excalibur of youthful delight.
Like a bullet of laughter through most gloomy torrent,
You carved the initials of an enduring Nile,

Draining the cowardly anguish scent,
A torrent of sorrow that comes to an end,
Ending the story that failed to descend,
To the end of the Nile and further dissent.
You carved a dissimilar unusual scent, portrait of the Nile!

No grass, no forest, no human or beast,
No flowers, no crawling creatures or gods from the East,
No birds or ancestors, no suns and no mists,
No other cosmic body that firmly exists
Will ever grasp the humblest desire to smile,
You brought into essence in this ravaged cryptic empire.



It suddenly stopped! The comfort, the fog, the sand and the sea,
Have suddenly plunged and crumbled to form a new entity.
A matter of time or awakening call?
I fail to remember. Illusion or not,
I desperately cannot recall.


Be that a dream? A marvelous touch of phantasmic thrill?
That guides the spirit from real to ordeal?
that all was a myth, and legend will stay
until you get absorbed like a paralyzed prey?
I desire to risk, no incentives for me to obey!

And who can possibly name the unnamed sensation drafted to stay
that clutches to you, bewilders your mind and stretches the borders of time!
No wonder we die, a natural body can fit an unnatural smile
Just for a while…

And reaching the terminal stage of creation,
Contend once again without a swing:
-Irrational mind with chained understanding,
And a singular thought that is free-,
I surrender to life, to death I aspire.
But until then, I’ll be wearing the smile you gave me.

As I desire…
Exalting at the beginning, followed by a state of confusion...and in the end there's only hope that keeps you hanging in there.
 Dec 2014 L
IsReaL E Summers
I drink and lust,
I smoke and cuss.
But, my heart only finds Joy
In Jesus.
Never said I was perfect. And anyone expecting christians to "be perfect as He is perfect" is just trying to find a reason to be mad at God or not believe in his existence. HE ISREAL. But sadly, allot of times we don't listen... but I would argue that this just makes His Love that much more beautiful. #undeserved grace
 Dec 2014 L
Heather Elise
ok (10w)
 Dec 2014 L
Heather Elise
This is ok I guess

but I want something more.
there's got to be something,
anything more
than this
 Nov 2014 L
Autumn
Change
 Nov 2014 L
Autumn
And we get so use to ourselves
That at the point of change
We forget everything we once were and knew
Quite the culture shock
And some
They create themselves
While others
Miss what was once there
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