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 May 2015 Rhianecdote
ryn
Beacon
 May 2015 Rhianecdote
ryn
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you are
|the lone guardian•|
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standing regal over-
looking the ocean •
as your light spears
far over the echoing
ripples•i must have
misread your beckon
-ing signals•they had
warned me of impen-
ding doom •  should i
come too near to where
deadly rocks loom• but
strangely enough, i find
myself drawn   so much
closer• like a siren's call
that  could not  sing any
sweeter•now it's too late
to even look back  •   i am
now before you under skies
of black•torn asunder by the
ravenous rocks hidden below
• still I'm mesmerised by your
enchanting glow  • waters here
have been the      grave of many
hulls and bows • but...these last
few moments it's just me and you
••••as my love, my beacon,••••
••••••••my lighthouse••••••••
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This is not meant to offend
No one has to respond

This is my silent wish

I have a -
DAD
BROTHER
FRIEND
UNCLE
SON

This is my platform
to tell the Universe

ALL LIVES MATTER
 May 2015 Rhianecdote
Ysa Pa
Jump
 May 2015 Rhianecdote
Ysa Pa
Standing at the edge of a cliff
People surround you

One tells you to jump

Another tries to convince you not to

Then there's a person who'll push you

There's another who'll try to stop you from falling,
By clinging on to your arm

There's a person waiting at the bottom of the cliff,
Waiting to catch you

Then there's the person
Whose the reason why you're jumping




And then...
There's an unexpected person
Who'll *jump with you
There are different kinds of people in your life... You just need to figure out who is whom.

This is something I realized after an incident... I just wanted to share ^-^
 May 2015 Rhianecdote
Shylah S
Sad
 May 2015 Rhianecdote
Shylah S
Sad
Nothing
can make me sad today

Not the air brushed skies
painted in a disarray of grays

Not the frown of a stranger
darkening the room

Not the loss of a lover
or the goodbye from a friend

As much as it hurts
All good things come to an end

But I am not sad
today
**I am not sad
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