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 Dec 2015 Monika
Alyssa Underwood
What is true joy?
It's delight which flows without measure from the assurance
that through every circumstance and detail of my life
God is ever beckoning and drawing me into deeper intimacy
with Himself, ever whispering to my heart, “Come closer still.”
"You have made known to me the path of life; You will fill me with joy in Your presence, with eternal pleasures at Your right hand."  Psalm 16:11
She picked it up from the seashore.
He encouraged her,
Flattered her with indulgence
To bring back her dying flame.
A girl once again,
She brought it home
In whimsically ebullient innocence!
On the polished floor
In a faraway city
It found it hard to walk
With the load of mollusk
And made a funny sight!
It strained its ears
But there was no sound of the sea,
No saline smell in the air,
Instead the water was sweet and insipid.
It went thirsty.
The food was alien,
It went hungry.
Soon they polished the shell
And celebrated addition of
Another showpiece in their room!
The crab had at last
Found a new home.
 Dec 2015 Monika
Dhaye Margaux
~~¤~~

You are every word I put
In this jar of  lines that I keep for so long
Like every breath that I breathe
And every single beat of my heart

You are the wish of forever
The moment I stare up to the sky
And wait for a shooting star
Or just look at those stellar bodies
Find the most radiant of them all
And uncover your eyes in it
Like staring at me soulfully

I hear your whispers in the wind
And even in the drops of water
Like the rain that washes my spirit
Or the sound of the waves
That always echo on the walls of my soul
Like those children playing
At the back of my mind

You never leave me in my dreams
Your touch always comfort me
With those words I need to carry on

You are my song
Your words, my melody

You are my song
My love forever

~~¤~~
Constant...
 Dec 2015 Monika
Lizley
Hope to see you soon
Hope not to see you soon
What am I
What am I telling the moon?
Should keep it a secret, should keep this to myself
But how can I, how can I?
It can’t be helped
Am I willing to fight?
Are you worth the fight?
It’s not wrong I know, but it’s certainly not right
It’s getting dark, the moon will soon be here
with his Light, do I have the right to stare?
Maybe
when the stars begin to appear,
Little hopes will shine
Be it unclear
Maybe when this fire inside constantly burns
I’ll be that Light, and thy moon will make its turn
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|08.01.2013|
If it's wrong to be your lover then just be mine and let me live as a sinner.
 Dec 2015 Monika
Francie Lynch
Sign outside a restaurant:
Today's Special:
*YOU
 Dec 2015 Monika
SøułSurvivør
---@-@---

Not telling those you love
THE TRUTH
is like

STRIKING THEM BLIND



SoulSirvivor
(C) 6/3/2015
Think about it.

---@-@---
 Dec 2015 Monika
SøułSurvivør
Goats in wolves clothing**


SoulSurvivor
That is giving wolves a bad rap.
Sorry quinnfinn...
"Don't expect favorable change
if you refuse to make it happen."
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