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 Aug 2014 Elijah Almond
Marian
The little bird was trapped
Behind the gilded cage
The butterfly was trapped
Inside the mason jar
The firefly was caught
From his home
And they patiently wait
Hoping and praying...
And then one day
A girl with gentle hands
Opens the little bird's cage
And releases him
With her pretty smile
She says, "Be free, little one!"
A youthful boy that same day
Open's the butterfly's jar
And with one final look at her dazzling beauty
He softly whispers, "You're free at last."
Another girl that same day
Opens the jar the firefly lives in
Trapped inside the walls of glass
She opens the lid and says,
"Fly away, little firefly, fly away!
You are free at last."

*~Marian~
For Joe Cole's Poem Challenge!! :) ~~~~<3
Hope You All Enjoy It!! :) ~~~<3
 Aug 2014 Elijah Almond
SG Holter
Guys.
Never ask her if she'd like
A glass of water.

Water
Is good for everybody.
Any time of day.

Bring
Her water. See that she
Drinks.
 Aug 2014 Elijah Almond
SG Holter
I walk unseen through the
Shadows of my mind's capital.

Lurking, listening. Hearing
My heart talk in its sleep.

Searching the forbidden streets
And dark city parks within me.

I have no joy; only overjoy in
Sight. Somewhere inside is an

Enemy. Someone to fight. I'm
Meeting myself in the ring tonight.

This is you and me. This is therapy.
I have shot everything else that

Moved. Now meet me man to man.
Should be a close enough fight.
Have another round, boys,
The time's on me.
Use the good time
While you can, boys,
In morning you will see.

Don't ponder vain dreams lads,
They thicken in your blood:
Leave it on the rocks, sir,
For there it will inspire,
For certain something's sensed.


          Keep me alive
          Don't let me die
          Tonight.
          If I stayed at home
          I wouldn't be
          Too tight tonight.
          Sensing delight in drinks
          Tonight's by me.

Let your insights falter,
Slip another disc.
Stay seated where you are boys,
Don't bother to resist.
Thrill your lungs
With tapered incense,
The myrrh of barroom bliss.

          While rambling through
          The ale and lager
          We remain serene,
          And all too soon
          I lie alone
          In sober company.
You can see thee existence
maybe lies in the half a way!
Where it comes from, even
What does it say to thee?
Ambiguous, when you try to realize,
through nature and super nature
'O' I have discovered the origin
and cause of tears and laughs
you can try you will be,
through the path where
believers can run -

@ Musfiq us shaleheen
only you can find the way of peace on the path of believers........
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