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Ah...
So busy doing something  
Never ends
   No breaks seems
    & u still creep in my mind
     SO this way I don't
    Over  react  
         Relaxed
Always better days
     To come
/
One day
i found my friend
when I was in seventh grade
we were wandering
where there
we would imagine
the beautiful
and dreamed with
too many colorful dreams

Then the day had come
and the day had gone
we could not do
what we wanted
to do in dream actually
even we look at the past
yet to hold new dreams
and this moves maybe
the definition of life-
/
@Musfiq us shaleheen
definition of life/
I wonder what they’ll find
In the depths of my broken mind
As I lift the blackout blind?
Take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
It is puzzling,
Troubling,
A game I cannot win;
So take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
Take a peek,
Rummage, seek
But warning please take care
Cause it’s really dark down there
And if you have no flash light to hand
Then I don’t expect you’ll understand;
But take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
I tried to stand real tall
But began to fall
And I wanted to end it all.
But my family
Were saving me
Were keeping me from meeting death.
Now with every breath that I have left
Will be a fight
Cause wounds don’t heal over night
And there may come a time where I lose sight
And I may not see what is right;
So take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
And tell me what you find
In the depths of my broken mind
As I lift the blackout blind;
Take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.

( by my son, Nathaniel)
Relating to troubled times.
 Feb 2015 Leal Knowone
Miriam
someday someone out there is going to look at you like you’re made of stardust and will love you as if it's what they were born to do.

wait for it.
When our hair turns gray
And our memories fade
When our bones get weak
And we lose our teeth
When our meds increase
And our hearings decrease
When everything else turns gray and old
I promise you, our love will stay safe and gold
Immortalized in this poem, my love
For the generations to unfold
 Feb 2015 Leal Knowone
Rae Slager
We have not met since you wandered through my heart

— The End —