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If I were you, then who'd be I?
It seems, no matter HOW I try,
I can't see how it could be true,
That there could BE a ME and YOU,
If I were you, or you were I.
A light-hearted poem that came to me in the shower. Vaguely inspired by the poetry of that sagacious bear: Winnie the Pooh. A.A. Milne's stories about the House at Pooh Corner were great favorites of mine during my childhood.
As the waves rattle
Into tomorrow's likeness
I know we'll be fine
We are all dead
buried in this grave of life
Constantly gasping for air
searching for the light
secretly dreading the end of sorrow
where everything is right.
We are all dead
cremated by the beauty of this hideous fire
the one we ironically call life.
Poem Created by Medinah Aousunt
 Aug 2015 Leyla Jude
Ysabelle
I am starting anew,
A battle without you.

I know for sure,
*I'll win this too.
 Aug 2015 Leyla Jude
eva
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 Aug 2015 Leyla Jude
eva
i'm not good enough.
and you'll never hear me say that
i'm worth living for.
Through my window
Nigh on midnight
Falling snowflakes
In the moonlight
Swirling, falling
Something calling
Me toward another world…

Each exquisite
Crystal lattice
Gifts from God
To us, por gratis
Hidden meaning
Knowledge gleaning
Knowledge of another world…

Something stirring
Deep inside me
Heart and Spirit,
Join to guide me
Toward the door;
Toward something more
Portal to another world…

Slowly, surely
Fog is lifting
Veil dissolving
Snowflakes drifting
Diamond whiteness
Mirrors brightness
Shining from another world…

Very close now
Drawing nearer
Misty vision
Growing clearer
Throne room glorious
King victorious
Conqueror from another world…

Music deaf’ning
Church bells ringing
Roaring, tolling,
Angels singing,
Ground is quaking,
Trembling, shaking,
Glorious, wondrous other world!

Veil descending,
Vision fading,
Crumbling, ending,
Fast abating,
I am grasping,
Clutching, clasping,
Yearning for another world.

Road before me,
Doubts behind me,
I implore thee,
Lord, remind me:
You have sought me,
Found me, bought me.
I was made for other worlds.
A reminder that God is never far from us if we know where to look, and if we learn to read the words that the rain inscribes on the sky.
 Aug 2015 Leyla Jude
ArominizedM
Of things that could turn,
Over green fields I have learned;
Autumn broke a stir.
#life #autumn #leaf #new #starting #over
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