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 Feb 2018 Savi
I left her at home
Humans,
we are not infinite.

We tend to forget that
we die.

Our existence is a cycle.

We are not infinite.

Yet, the things we
do.
The lives we
live.

I like to think that those things are.

Just like, the ocean
and the sky
and nature.

Like the universe.

I like to believe that,
by watching the sunrise,
or the sunset,
by camping,
or planting a tree,
I like to believe that
THAT'S how we become
infinite.

Becoming one with our surroundings.

Loving.

Appreciating and taking care.

Learning, creating.

That's the way we become immortal.

We leave a mark, a trace,
a piece of our souls.

And so we keep on living...
 Feb 2018 Savi
Grey mirror
I'm happy
 Feb 2018 Savi
Grey mirror
I'm happy
I don't have what I want
I have what I need.

I'm happy
I don't have a lover
I have people who truly love me.

I'm happy
Not because life is easy
But I have peace,
The kind that is not of the world.
There is peace if you have Jesus in your heart :)
 Jul 2017 Savi
Traveler
She says
She sees darkness
In my words
A tent of rage
Abandonment, desert
Missing pieces
Of my being
Yet I'm not quite sure
What she's seeing

Perhaps my muse
Is somehow confused
And third eye blind am I
'Cause the things that lurk
Within my darkness
Are whats keeping me alive
....
Traveler Tim
That would be the lovely Cne' (-;
 Jun 2017 Savi
Traveler
These faulty
Emotional
Connections
Words without
An *******
Days on end
I can't get in
No thought
No release
No conception
My words
Must have
An infection
I should
Have used
Protection!
....
Traveler Tim
 Jun 2017 Savi
A Thomas Hawkins
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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 Jun 2017 Savi
Cné
Moments
 Jun 2017 Savi
Cné
Breathe the bright moments in life
and hold them nearby.
Let them go gently as you would
release a butterfly.

Let love come to you
as a soft summer breeze.  
Let it find you in a quiet moment
under a shade of trees.

Love will return in perfect passion.
Grasp passion with both hands
and hold onto it
until you have wrung
all the heat from it
you can.

Then release it as a sigh
of contentment.
Savor the perfect moment in life
but dwell in every remnant.

Life, love, passion & contentment
come to us all, friend ...
but they stay with those
who appreciate them.
Idk... just appreciating life.
 Jun 2017 Savi
Mary-Eliz
We spend our lives
searching

do we even know
for what?

we move through
light

trudge through
shadows

feet stumble,
slip
on unsteady rocks

stumble, slip

fall

and

rise again

to face the next day
the next challenge

hoping for another
chance

and fire enough

to light the lamp
that guides

through storms
and darkness

through pain
and heartbreak

through confusion
and despair

fall...

recover

next step...

do it all again

for

hope shines
and
dreams beckon
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