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dennis gunsteen Aug 2010
couple hour  aday  shareing
shareing your time.
what is this
couple
couple
be strong be strong i tell
my as min tick by an by
couple hour a day
alway say  i love you
i love  you .
we are like to ship that pass
in the night .
where  is the home for
heart .
is this   a true a true love
i have no home
for my heart
but i  do love you so
much so much .
the couple hour a day mean
world to me.
Plick,
Pluck,

the tiny little strings in my mind.

dancing to a different tune each and every day,
the world plays my songs.

eyes wandering around the room while I play with my thoughts,
like the child I never won't be.

cross-legged and slumped over as the heated droplets dribble down my spine,
and fall from my weary lips,
that which are worn from the words I never got used to saying,
singing the songs of my each and every day,

coalesce the thinkings that have somehow let me dance to where I sit today,
forlorn petals fall from my branches in beautiful pastels, cursed to live in the winding winds.

Aday to each and every day that I sing and prance within my tiny little heart,
washing my pains away.

ill-weighed upon my shoulders,
as yet i dance some more,
beneath the turbid downpours engulfed in shades of red.

i wish't to see the blue,
the green,
the steam, arising from my skin.

narrowly weeping within my little box of horrors i keep by my side,
in remembrance of each and every day i have and will yet shed a tear.

haunted lullabies revel on and on,
each and every day,

i crave the pieces of the peaces i'd once known.
to here,
today,

i shut my eyes,
and into the blackness bursts forth colors i've never seen,
and will never see again.
to see that which i've never seen.
silent shapes shaping away falling through my fields of vision,
and inform themselves to the visions I write today,
so here,

i simply continue,
to plick,
and pluck,
the tiny strings inside my mind,

each,
and every day.

~Robert van Lingen
Teressia Dec 2014
in this world we are given all kind of different reasons to live up to
we are taught many different things, facts, lesson to the point where we don't know which, or what to learn and believe
we are judged at an early age
that we learn and begin to judge too soon too early
when no one worries about us
we start to worry too much about ourselves instead of others
after out repetitive mistakes and failures
we start to question our knowledge, experiences, learning and wisdom
when life starts to become too difficult to live each day after another
we start to learn that life is a big one puzzle that can't be solved in aday
every day becomes a new day to learn and
we start notice our daily life lessons that go by everyday
some times our lessons repeat themselves over and over
until we catch a glimpse of them.
Muzaffer  Apr 2019
Hakuna Matata
Muzaffer Apr 2019
kırık kalbiniz endişe etmediğinde
daha rahat yürünebilmekte dik yokuşlar
ve zirveye vardığınızda
sizi mavi bayraklı derin bir huzur karşılamakta
elleri lotus çiçeğini andıran
küçük afacanların sevinçli yüzlerine ayrı ayrı baktığınızda
tek şeritli bir yolda nasıl yaşlandığınızı görebilir
saatler, hatta günlerce usanmadan izleyebilirsiniz
örneğin, ilk kalp ağrınız bir faunusun içinde
sabah dozu olarak göz pınarlarınıza sunulabilir
fakat tek bir hücresine dokunmanıza izin verilmez
damlayan her bir göz kristali bir sonraki aşk hikayenizin
görüntüsüne ödenen peşinat değerini kesbeder
en çok sevilen, en çok alanlar listesinde en üst sırayı teşkil etse de
best lover oldukça pahalı bir hatırlatmadır ve o prezenteyşında
kesinlikle kristal damlacıklarına izin verilmez
ki
kural ihlal etme hakkınız mevcut olsa da
bedel olarak en başından tüm yürüyüş ve soluk
niyet ettiğiniz konuma dek silinir ve gösteriyi hatırlamanıza izin verilmez
bu bağlamda oldukça hayal kırıklığı yaşansa da
seçilmişlerin yüksek bir bölümü level atlamakta
ve ölüm boyu yaşam ödülüne hak kazanabilmektedir
diğerleri için sürecin olumsuz renkleri iniş merdivenlerine yansır
ve başlangıç noktasına geri döndüğünüzde
sizi grammy’ye aday esmer bir ezgi karşılar..

hakuna matata ( keyfine bak )

sıran henüz gelmedi...
Pricers Jul 2019
Blinded are the soldiers of the the dark army to the light when the suttlement declared war on earth the moon saw as their crowning moment to have aday before the dood the day would never end as to the fixer the last is your faces of counter
Bolaji Temilola  Jun 2020
A DAY
Bolaji Temilola Jun 2020
A day a story changed my thinking.
Aday I know what the spirit, intuition,The High Priestess and the Empress have been telling me.
A day I learnt how to think we'll.
A day I learnt how to pray right.
A day I know how to forgive myself.
A day I know how to do things right.
What a day of GREAT TRANSFORMATION!!!

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