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 Dec 2014 Megan
lavande
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And this palpating heart beats so

quickly for the thirst oh

the thirst for life in its purest and impurest forms

to run quickly through in glittering veins oh

let it find the music to drown in the vibrating rhythms of the earth,

and let it experience

the surge of a beautiful madness in heart

a first past midnight kiss upon a moving train

or shared ringing laughters of a cluster upon a mountain top

with its twinkle of a foreign city lights as if pausing to say

yes, this night, this city is yours, and so is the world-

no matter

it wants to drink it all

in hurried golden gulps for it ignites the colored sparks

illumination in the fire-aired sky

for celebration of us;

of the gift of youth and age because our seconds are only receding and

it is only here and now

so when you take one sip you cannot help

but savor and

embrace it whole again and again and



take all of it

in its whole glorious madness



                                                      ­      *P.K.
 Apr 2014 Megan
ElinaD
As the cadence of time is in a hustle,
Life and death undergo a constant scuffle
And it all will end with coup de grace,
Let’s be a li’l heedful to some benevolence.

Time flies, much swifter than thoughts
Do all that you desire, before it’s lost.
Loyal were never the moments of bliss,
Engaging in goodwill would not go amiss.

Let the grime of your heart form a ****,
Try to love each other, its half wisdom
Forgiveness is a trait which blesses two,
The one who is forgiven and the other is you.

- Elina Dawoodani
 Apr 2014 Megan
ElinaD
Estranged and confused I entered a town,
with eyes of curiosity I looked around,
Familiar some faces my vision could fetch,
Anxiety I saw throughout the stretch.

Amidst nowhere I found myself,
To get some help I asked a friend,
Neither she saw me, nor smiled, nor said,
astounded by her gesture I was perplexed.

There was a child playing in a nook,
I went to him with a hopeful look,
To ensure myself I repeated twice,
He too couldn't see me, to my surprise!

Like a vagabond, I roamed alone,
Deserted I felt, no hand to hold,
Why can't they hear me, nor get my sight?
This thought got me goosebumps, increased my fright.

I came across a creek, in my lonely search
I ran near water, to quench my thirst,
Stunned I was on getting the glimpse
There was no reflection, myself I missed!!

This town is world and I am life,
alone we are born and alone we die,
people may not see you or hear your heart,
Stay close to God and share your thought.
This world gives nothing, all done is in vain
Expect from God, a reward for each pain.

"Don't change yourself for the world around,
'Cause if you lose yourself, you won't be found!"
 Apr 2014 Megan
Tim Emminger
I'm just an old hippie
Somehow his spirit has gotten inside me
I'm for peace and love and music
And I like to see my girl in a sundress with a flower in her hair
I'm just an old hippie; I like living free

Some people don't get me
They don't like my long hair
They think I'm just about *** and drugs
And that I don't have a care
I'm an old hippie but your judgment is unfair

I challenge you to read the bible and the teachings of the Lord
Did he teach peace; I believe so
Did he teach about love, understanding and being there for others; do I need to say more
I don't like war; peace and love and music is what I live for
I'm just an old hippie; I like living free
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