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 Dec 2015 MOTV
solEmn oaSis
" red letter day "

eventually from the hot seat
you may strike it rich
on the common touch
with a sharp tongue
straight from the horses mouth

with open arms stretch your legs
but avoid to sweep somebody off his feet
for the sixth sense
is a flash harry to the law of the jungle

the fact is that---no quickest running paw
will be faster than a sniping bullet
just like---a single tree does not make a forest
so to save face,,boil something down and rely on a birds eye view

below par,by hook or by crook
overcome those butterflies in the stomach
stop making crocodile tears and
don't be a wolf in sheep clothing

express your self during the thunder and lightning
be brave in the middle of storm in a tea cup
because a cat and dog life
couldn't make a busy bee !!!
good vibes meditates our  mind and soul,
astral body experience can determine
and project our physical being.
 Dec 2015 MOTV
Lane Bohman
Baby did you know
you're driving me wild?

Lunatic style.
Think insane asylum.
 Dec 2015 MOTV
Bianca Reyes
Before I die, I wish to have written a few words that will be etched in eternity.
Then, my soul will live on forever because something I said mattered to someone enough to say it to someone that mattered to them.
 Dec 2015 MOTV
Commuter Poet
Trust
 Dec 2015 MOTV
Commuter Poet
When you’re in hell
And it seems impossible
To escape it

When you don’t know
Who to believe any more

When you are tired
Of the threats
Of an angry world

Believe in yourself
Believe

Pay no heed
To the honeyed voices
Of money chasers

Hold no court
With jealous naysayers

Trust in the flame
That burns
In the deepest layers
Of your life

After all
True joy
Only lies within

This painful road
Will turn

The fresh breeze
Of a new beginning

Awaits
8th December 2015
 Dec 2015 MOTV
The Dedpoet
He died on a Tuesday.
And I know he must descend
Like vertigo on on a sunshine day.
And must ascend to a new place
Where the infinite beyond he visits
In waves of willow trees
On rolling hills past ancient
Words spoken only in holy places.

And the soul is on a journey
To no particular flesh, laying
Waste to karma and decidedly
Has become new dust to swirl
As old as the soul, so very young
To God infinite.

Outside of time,
A place between spaces
Through cracks like windowpanes
He celebrates his life.
Along the way he will pass
Those who have passed before him,
Whose words have become like
Eternal moments,
Whose lives have known the temporary
And the beauty of unknowing.

Perhaps - maybe...
His soul journeys on into forever
And back again,
Open door of wombs to what
New dreams may come.

He died on a Tuesday
And returned to forever.
Being different is more of a blessing,
Nothing close to a curse,
Its a gift,
Let it shine,
Its beautiful to be unique,
One of a kind,
Special,
Its great.
 Dec 2015 MOTV
elouazzani kenza
Go
 Dec 2015 MOTV
elouazzani kenza
Go
Go, go,go,
Never come back to me again.
For you once left me,
And I no longer recall the pain.
When you finally know it's over.
 Dec 2015 MOTV
Butch Decatoria
LIGHTYEARS

Space is Time is Light
it's speed can measure ages'
infinite distance.



ROADS

Where choice begins
some are quick to find its end
wise keeps journeying.
I've decided my sadness
Is not about you
And all of my worries
Are only mine, too

That I don't wished you liked me
I'm just overall lonely
I don't think you ignore me
I'm just not your somebody

I have my own life
I shouldn't make it about you
When you're yourself
I should be myself, too.
 Dec 2015 MOTV
ZT
Your Fragrance is spreading
Everyone, you are enticing
But I know your stench is digging
Deeper, into you it keeps finding
Your soul that it will be embracing
Beware. There are people with dark thoughts that masks them with innocence.
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