An appearance from where noises were in twilight
Moving in silence towards the rising horizon.

Moments of life birthed in to a new beginning,
Breaking the waters and new creation risen anew.

Emergence upon a brand new day breathed forth,
Life visualized, smiles at the sight of a new day

Love is like Russian Roulette.
Bets are on, hearts are at risk.
Whose willing to shoot?
Whose willing to die?
To lose their mind ?
Virtue lost over this foolish game?

Dice drops.
My heart is dead.
My mind is bruised.
Love is like Russian Roulette.

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The unsung heroes
They work every day
Without complaint
At a job with low pay.

There are not many are out there
Who place their laurels
On the person who's right
But ends a quarrel.

It takes a person
Internally strong
To accept a defeat
And say they were wrong!

Those little things matter!
But don't get much ink
Like the husband who shaves
And cleans up the sink!

The mother who picks up
The toys from the stairs
The wife who cleans drains
And removes the hair.

The child who sees
That grandma is old
And therefore replaces
The toilet roll!

The boyfriend who remembers
The day of first date
A girl who pays dutch
To help out her mate.

Remember that you
Are needed and wanted!
So many small tasks
Are taken for granted.

At last the bell
Is taken and rung
For the persons who do this...

... *the heroes unsung.

Me counting the ticks
of darkness of horrors
and skiny demons
which arrived as nightmares

then i realise
isn't they are alike her
who is around me
since years of beingness