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 Mar 2015 aj
SøułSurvivør
~~<♡>~~

sittin' in the moonlight
missin' my man
countin' the months
as they wax and wan
knowin' that I'd give him

all that I am

lookin' at life
like a grain of sand
burnin' like a flame
in a roarin' fan
knowin' that I'd give him

all that I am

achin' like a single
voice in a band
playin' alone
on a baby grand
as only a woman can

and I'd give him

all that I am



soulsurvivor
3-24-2015
Listen to Passenger
"Let Her Go"
YouTube
The music is almost
the same
 Mar 2015 aj
Sirenes
Love and Light
 Mar 2015 aj
Sirenes
In a room where Heaven kisses the Earth
I listen to a Saint speak of Compassion
A Rainbow arches gracefully in the distance
Visions of flowers before me
Hearts open up and allow Love in to their lives again.
 Mar 2015 aj
Musfiq us shaleheen
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*Rain drops falling into water
Creates the sounds of ripples
As when she dancing
Hearing the Sound of anklet

Words are floating in the words of many
Could make pain,
Tunes of despair
When the rain drops falling into tunes,
Randomly

Dances of waves overflowing,
Rolling on the shore of Sea
Play the melody with the words
The Soul could leap

But that is not raining in the desert
On top of hot sand  
The sand storm flowing
Building sand dunes
Could hide
But can't survive

Empty thirsty mind seeking Oasis
If not yet found
Find Lives
Restless heart
Void
Word out
Seeking love

Looping to look at dreams
With the gravity of love
In another way
In any other day's

@Musfiq us shaleheen
*Empty thirsty mind seeking Oasis*
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 Mar 2015 aj
Jayanta
Diffusion
 Mar 2015 aj
Jayanta
It is raining outside,
Everything wet,
Soil, tree, terrace, flower ***, gate, wall,,,,
But aridity stifles inside,
Head, heart, hand.....
Like the fruits of silk cotton tree,
Cutlery ruptures thought
Humanist is slaughters on the street.....
But slayer forget that
In extreme dryness
When fruits of dry Cotton silk tree explode
It’s diffuse
Germinate in wet soil
and grow everywhere,
Humanist will emit all over again!
 Mar 2015 aj
Jayanta
Meeting brawny
 Mar 2015 aj
Jayanta
There are people who
Love to participate in meeting
And make storm and dream
in their deliberation;
But vacillate
For coming down to ground
And execute;
They are called as meeting brawny!
 Mar 2015 aj
ryn
Unsettled Heart
 Mar 2015 aj
ryn
my whispers,
they float over the currents
braving the undulating waves in our overture...
around their necks, hung time-worn pendants

whispers...
struggling to convey my sentence
like wreaths adrift perhaps with hope
like a requiem filled perhaps with remorseful penance
but more like weakened footholds on a slippery *****...

this dream...
only spoke grandly of sprawling blackness
where nothing did gleam
only thoughts heavy but...
oddly weightless

except for...
a repertoire of transgressions...
raucous and obnoxious
mischievous taunts that pull me back
caging me,
enslaving me,
smothering me senseless

that was my consciousness
where second chances exist...
in faint sporadic eruptions
through the heavy curtains of uncertainty's mist

finally awakened by hastened breaths
heavy and laboured
as like previous temporary deaths

I could hear my heart
thumping...
beating...
fighting...
to set its beats apart

breathe deep...
allow the new day's air sink in
rise fully from sleep
wake up
and...
let today begin
Based on a dream.
 Mar 2015 aj
David Lessard
There is a love, that doesn't know a boundary,
it's unconditional and given free;
no limits to its everlasting arms,
security and comfort just for me.


There is a peace that passes understanding,
a quietness that has no name;
you give your burden up to Him,
He'll take away the awful pain.

There is a blessing, one can never measure,
it's like a fountain from on high;
it's a richness money can't obtain,
we should never pass that blessing by.

There is a joy, that fills the mind and heart,
that brings sweet solace to the soul;
a happiness that's a constant  pleasure,
it will fill you up more than you know.

There is a love, that flows just as a river,
winding strong and gently to the sea;
serene and calm, it lies there, waiting,
waiting patiently, for you and me.
 Mar 2015 aj
kiki thomas
Search inside yourself for love,
It has to start somewhere,
You have to love yourself before,
Others even start to care.

I learned the hard way,
I suffered alone,
Body Dysmorphia,
As it is better known.

I went insane first of course,
I couldn't look at myself,
I hated everything i was,
At risk of being left on the shelf.

People would say,
Surely it's not that bad,
But what do they know,
I was way past sad.

I decided to take it,
One step at a time,
I decided to change,
I started the climb.

Out of the dark,
No longer alone,
Working through my fears,
With my husband at home.
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