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Heidi Ludwiczak Feb 2017
Numb … defined not taken
Passion… Pursued not travelled
Family, friends, foes… no lover

Devour by false hope I crumpled like a blanket;
a vision of comfort I stay still
Crippled by more and tortured by hope
We alter reality with this dream world

We run through the footpath of same direction
And ordered to behave when every one is on default

Soul tortured and expended so many times ----
Enlightened moment it just passes me by

Deranged with anger, smile covers the bruises
Miracle of moment, I am in full exhalation
I hold on tight but it slips through the crack
Sanity of joy turns into a wrath

How many times can one take a beating?
When I was on the floor and continuously bleeding,
As you push your self up to delineate the undertaker

I am still numb, and all the words are unspoken.
Heidi Ludwiczak Feb 2017
Do
Be Creative, be wild, be limitless - Imagine ...
explore the uncharted
~the less road travelled
~close your eyes open your soul to the majestic fantasy land -
and as the divided nature of wonders collided
~breath the air and be free
Heidi Ludwiczak Oct 2016
In the search of time...
We lost it,
While waiting for the future
We gained nothing...

The moment is here...
But we tried to escape it

When is happiness arriving?
When treasures are junk

And you slowly picked up the pieces
But you don't have none

Your future is this moment
Tendencies are free

Come join me with the serenade
Where love is there to be...

As the moment approaches I'm writing this to you
With future pass and present
Is contained and true
Heidi Ludwiczak Oct 2016
There is no winter only cool breeze,
Where most holidays are spent on the beach

There is no fall just grass not growing
The sweet smell of grass mowed is gone for now

The summer is hot and your skin feels like burning
Make-up is melting and water you need to be drinking

When rain pours you know it's the afternoon storm
Everybody on the road yield sign is blaring

Slower than 40 even on the left lane
Watch out for the merger they are not here to play

Life is a beach
Where palm trees are growing

We only have 2 seasons its indoors or out
Its never crisp like the Fall, I doubt.

HL Sept2016

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