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to love you is to breathe, even when the weight of a thousand wars have moved their fight inside my chest.
©rainecooper
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
Born
You see them partying
dancing and
enjoying

then you think to yourself
let me  join

not knowing your joining
the circle of regret
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
Dr Zik
I heard that I was in your eyes
but when I visit You
I am sure about that!
and Your smile makes the site brighten.
Dr ZIK Poetry
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
Eudora
As I looked up at the roof over my head
Silent tears welled up in my eyes
Thinking of those without homes, seeking for shelter
Those whose cities were hit by a natural disaster

As I filled my stomach with food everyday
Silent tears welled up in my eyes
Thinking of those in poverty-stricken countries
Starving, fighting the hardship for centuries

As I cuddled my little one to sleep
Silent tears welled up in my eyes
Thinking of those who lost their loved ones
Due to fatal diseases or firing guns

As I lay on my bed every night
Silent tears welled up in my eyes
Remembering all the things I should be thankful for
Especially for still being able to breathe
*And so much more...
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
Chris
-

Sitting here,
watching it rain

trying to count the ripples
in the puddles reflecting
clouded skies overhead,
slowly expanding circles
silently flowing outward,
disappearing at the edge
and they mesmerize me
as I find my thoughts
drifting past each tiny
glistening droplet
falling from the eaves,
rhythmically splashing
to once again see you,
my beautiful sunny day
shining down from above,
warming my heart and
drenching me with your love

and I no longer notice…
*it is raining
Sky Afire

It started as a tendril snaked
And quickly caught my eye
That beckoned me to come partake
The bright majestic sky

From turquoise into indigo
And all the shades between
With molten lava spreading slow
As far as could be seen

With orange and corals juxtaposed
Against the deeper blues
And silhouetted trees in pose
Amid the great bamboos

The clouds were piled in tumbling flow
And darkened as they fell
To charcoal black, blood red aglow
At meeting with the swell

And as the skyflow met the sea
And seemed to melt within
The sea took on its vibrancy
And flow began again

And as the skyflood reached its peak
Engulfing and aflame
It seemed directly to retreat
As quickly as it came

The ashen grey began above
And slowly spread below
Till all was left in pumice drifts
Within its final glow

And now the show has ended
With the sky once more a sky
And the clouds and sea appended
For a witness such as I

3 Oct 2000
Quite simply, a poem about one of the most gorgeous and amazing sunsets I was privileged to witness.  I have read this in public and this is the first time it appears in print.
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
JR Potts
The other day
I happened to see a friend
who had passed away.
It was not until I saw him
had I realized,
I no longer cared for him.
I had been busy living
and after all these years
he was still the same.
How does one explain
to a dead friend
that people change?
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