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 Oct 2014 Lauren Gorger
Anand
Maybe that is why
I don't cry
when to my dear ones
I bid goodbye
can't say if it's poetry, just a passing thought...
I did not cry when my grandparents died.
I bid them farewell, cherishing the memories I shared with them.
Because I believe life is not a destination but a journey. The moment you die, a new journey starts, and this circle continues 'till you are liberated.

Moreover, I have seen people who didn't look after their parents all their lives
but on their demise, during funeral ceremony, they portray a false, insincere display of emotion, shedding crocodile tears.

All you have got is here and now. Live life and love your dear ones to the fullest. :)
In the land of a child
The angels hide
Hide from the evil
Hide from the demons.

In the land of a child
The beauty arise
No fear No labels
No sin No lies.

In the land of a child
The garden of lullabies
Mesmerized eyes
The mystical heart
The strangest art.

In the land of evil
The innocence's lost
Caged by temptations
Devoted for lust.

In the land of evil
Looking for fame
Wanting the gain
Searching for love
The problems won't be solved.

In the land of evil
Addicted to gold
Stuck on the dope
Smoke
           Chase
                    Shoot
                             Sniff
Bow to your Lord.

In the land of a Child and Evil i was trapped in between.

An innocent soul gone with the wind.

Falling with the rain
But the memories remain...


Words Of Harfouchism.
Weird but hope you'll love it.
 Oct 2014 Lauren Gorger
Anand
I strive to be
like a Bo-Tree,
Dwelling so Deep
my Roots that Seek
water and nutrients from soil

Yet High I Rise
To be more Wise
by embracing
the nourishment
of Light!
This came to me when I was looking at the Pipal Tree in my garden. It has grown very tall in 8 years, and it's roots have spread far and deep.

This can be looked at from different perspectives:

1. To be strong and rooted to one's own principles, ethics and moral values. And building on them one should have a tendency to always learn something new, to attain wisdom.

2. To be strong believer of good age old teachings, traditional way of life that we are so accustomed to, that are passed on to us by our elders but also welcoming new changes and good reforms in the society.

Please feel free to reflect on your thoughts and express your perspective.
Sleepless nights
when I've
laid in
the thick darkness
listening to the
sirens scream
throughout
the city.

Drawn out sleepless
nights ,
nights that I spent
conjuring up
images of better
times.

Sleep deprived
lonely nights,
nights  I spent
counting
someone else's
legless sheep.

Nights I spent
wasting hours
by thinking of
nothing but
the past.
Though I walk among the shadows of death,
There is still life among my breathe.
The still waters not shaken,
My soul will not be taken.
Peace™  By Nadia DeLevea

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