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I  looked at a paper at my doctor's office and could not believe my eyes.
I submitted a poem awhile back for the Poets Corner and they did not even notify me that they were going to put it in print it was a poem I put on here awhile back called Love Through Out The Year. I was pleasantly surprised that they found it Newsworthy.
In spring when everything alive
and nature call to me of peace.
Nature call to me in every
breeze and silence.
God speaks
in nature.*

Тадеус
© Тадеус 3-29-2015 9:41pm
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Where I stand
Hundreds of thousands of years,
I see
Among times, a time,
In the form of waves
repeatedly touch my feet on the shore

In one milliseconds
with the speed of light
I go to the back of time
response could kiss my ancestors forehead
Come back again
In front of you

I beg love to you
If you give
After a moment,
An angel carries me to Space
To learn the secrets of creation

I do not know where is the end of the road
not to return home
not even call you at all
But continuing with the dreams
Running from one end to the other end of the universe

Anywhere else in the thought
The outcome beyond what is love
Then Another bunch of waves
Seemed to push my feet again-
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
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 May 2015 Marka Acton
Rj
They are just words, cloaked lies of pity for the girl that couldn't be appealing
Don't stare at me because though you say you look in awe it's been engraved in my brain that you're looking in disgust
 May 2015 Marka Acton
Flame Robin
one two three four five
here it comes again
one two three four five
but why is she surprised
one two three four five
(they said the counting would help)
one two three four five
“look in the mirror”
one two three four five
“tree trunk thighs / stomach expanding like the universe”
one two three four five
outside doesn’t matter (they said)
one two three four five
“eyes too wide / nose too long / lips don’t close”
one two three
so she can’t stop the words pouring out in heart-piercing whispers
one two
“ugly / unlovable / unkissable / unfriendable”
one
maybe one day she’d pour enough ugly out to be size
zero
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