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 Mar 2016 Medhina Khanal
CharlesC
In our separation
in what appears as real life
we see colors and many things..
Our birth and our customs
brought this shading of what is..
Now a sentinel in white
silent and welcoming yet
frightening on this morning
of unexpected encounter..
A sudden removal
of our veiled confusion
all now is seamless
but we cannot stay..
Returning outside
running in joyful alarm
we now know who
I am...**

Mark 16:5  And entering the tomb, they saw a young man clothed in a long white robe sitting on the right side; and they were alarmed.
 Mar 2016 Medhina Khanal
K603
Don't...
Say you, give me the world
The moon and the stars
A galaxy of wonders
Who I am
Can only be
Because of who I was
Who I are
Can only come
From who I were
Who I is
Will always be
Who I am
Because it's me!
I am
I are
I is
I be
I was
I were
A living free
A giving me!

Read this fast
Pure as a song
Read this quick
You can't go wrong
For there's  a sign
That you belong
Among the brave
Amongst the strong
.


----- unto the death song of our Abused Tomorrow )

"""

Pretending to be human

~~~

( should I buy GOLD ?

should I but SILVER ?

SHOULD I SELL MY SOUL TO THE DEATH MACHINE ? )

)(


We enter too late !!!

We seek lovers hoping love

Might last

An hour or two

Or MAYBE until tomorrow !



we are dying in our shame !

We are crawling in chains !

)(

Oh MAN !

Please STAND UP !

)(

The long evening walk

Thru the masked faces

Thru the ***** house daze

The steroidal police

And the mad men with money

And the stinking Odor of murderous greed

•  •

( Our world )

•   •

The true universal sound of

I LOVE YOU

unheard

Beyond the screaming mothers

And dying children

And of the Young Girls

Calling

"MORE MORE MORE ! "
.
Paramount of love
Still life on hunt
Need an escape
Would you be my company!-26.03.2014
the page laps ink
like milk from a bowl

sometimes there’s
enough for
my hungry soul.

my mind,
like Richard Parker
with a mutton shank,
gnawing away.

it all moves at
a snail’s pace,
never fast enough.

it is not a pleasant
thing to think
that there is so
much more to be
done.

I know I’ll never
get to it all.

It’s not right,
in fact all wrong,
there is no warmth,
there is no song,

not enough steaks,
not enough ham,
all that is left
is blackberry jam.

*

-JBClaywell
©P&ZPublications; 2016
random notes turned into something.
 Mar 2016 Medhina Khanal
Ysabel
Hush now my darling,
dry thy tears,
silent your whimpers,
for the monster is near.

Don't scream if you hear its footsteps,
try not to breathe.
Think of your happy thoughts,
and count 'til three.

Smile now my darling,
you're already safe.
You don't need to worry.
nor ask for any help.

Look around my darling,
the monster is now lying.
soaked with your blood,
while smiling from ear to ear.
The biggest enemy that we fear is our own reflection, our own shadow, our own SELF.
A person who is constantly trying to change you
Constantly finds faults in you
Constantly criticizes you
Constantly demotivates you
And on top of that claims to be your friend,well-wisher or lover...
...is obviously bullshitting you
Delete this person from your life as soon as possible
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