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I have been
nothing before
and while I prefer
to be something
to you
zero
is a perfect circle
the beginning
the end
one seamless strand
made whole
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
At times
The rain relentlessly rains
And might seem never
Never to rain once again
But it does,

At times
The sun incessantly shines
And might seem never
Never to shine once again
But it does,

At times
The moon dims its light
And might seem never
Never to shine once again
But it does,

At times
Stars effulgently shine
And might seem never
Never to shine once again
But they do,

At times
The wind relentlessly whistles
And might seem never
Never to whistle once again
But it does,

At times
Life is circuitous
And might seem never
Never to be straight once again
But it will,

At times
You're at a low ebb
And might seem never
Never to hold a penny once again
But you will,

At times
You're engulfed in doldrums
And might seem never
Never to be solaced once again
But you will,

At times
You're drenched in despair
And hope might seem never
Never to come your way once again
But it will,

At times
You wail
And might seem never
Never to smile once again
But you will,

At times
You're heart broken
And might seem never
Never to love once again
But you will,

At  times
You're lonely
And might seem never
Never to be happy once again
But you will,

At times  
You're lover parts from you
And might seem never
Never to be the same once again
But you will,

At times
Your're in a daze
And might seem never
Never to know whats right once again
But you will,

At times
Failure engulfs you
And success might seem never
Never to come your way once again
But it will,

Every thing will
Just on cue.
#Hope
At the end of a hill there is a ***** hence never despair in life.
The best is yet to come your way whilst you keep the faith that everything will at last be alright despite hardships. 
Only then you shall have failure vanquished.
Every night I cried,
Felt like I died.
I felt so broken,
You told me I could be fixed,
If we only stayed together.
We did that for way too long.
I am picking up myself again.
You had never expected that, right?
That I could,
That someone could-
Live without you.
But honney you have to know something...
I am stronger than you thought.
I am now living my own life.
And I am finally okay.
When I was small
I walked on fairy dust and
my dreams were as tall
as skyscrapers towering
above the universe
inside of me, was the galaxy.
I was born of the cosmos,
full of light and love
passionate in my quest to
give this to others.
But as I grew my star began to fade,
stars need love and light to survive
and deprived of both my blazing fire
transformed into weak candlelight.
At school I had learnt it was easier
to hide your light
than to stand out as different
and be extinguished in an instant.
So I kept myself to myself
at the back of the class,
knowing the answers but not
shouting them out.
I daydreamed, and doodled
stars on the corners
of my books, all the while
I could hear the universe
calling out to me to trust,
that we are all born of this
cosmic stardust.
rs
//
 Apr 2015 Michaela Marie Dolly
rs
//
The best kiss is the one
that has been exchanged
a hundred times
between each others eyes
before it meets the lips
*~ r.s
Streaks of mist
cars flying over head
no more driving
we're all flying

Our minds hooked up
great big machines
games playing out in our head
changing the meaning of reality

Humans and machines
walking side by side
no physical difference
equally walking the street

The future is unknown
but we can predict
will it be hell
or will it be utopia
Two birds cry
for what once was.
The innocent lamb decomposes
for she once were
Tossing joy with a painted face
humming without distress
to the two birds who tended her
all for naught.

The two birds had watched her succession
turning away from her inevitable passing
Moments wasted now abandoned
Replacing blissful memories
with a duet of Piano Sonata
sung by the two birds
as they attempt to mend the lamb with harmony.

Now only one bird cries
for the other must sing
for what once was.

— The End —