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Shoulder
S**ulder
Shoulder
I
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Indian vision

                              (Love is good )

Purity is holiness


She is my mother

She is my sister

She is my daughter


She is the Wind

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I

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We tell so many stories

We are the Fire

Wisdom and humility

Grace and beauty


We are true Power

We fear no evil


Born from the empire

At the beginning


We shall not falter


Children of the Meaning

Holding the raw seed

In our Hands

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I

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I hold you

( all of you )

YES I DO
This moment won't last forever
I know it well. I feel it fading.
It rushes through my fingers like grains of sand;
But, I enjoy the sensation.

A beginning cannot be celebrated
without an end, and
A life cannot be cherished,
unless it it lived.

That is why I treasure them.
This moment, and,
all the moments we have together.

I don't think I would love you as much
without the setting of a thousand hours,
hours we spent with one another,
hanging like a starry backdrop,
behind your head.

All this time, has embossed you onto my heart.
Pressed down like a stamp, gradual but essential.
Now, you are part of who I am.

And so is this time, together, right now.

I know this moment won't last forever, but-
That is what makes it special.
We are here
to have a good time,
not to have a long time;
however,
if it lasts a long time,
all the better.
Plan accordingly
but do not lose sight.
there's almost always
an ambiguity
between what my words mean
and what my mind intends them to mean.

like, with loving intention, i tell her
i can't praise you enough

she smells a ploy in praise and enough.

she interprets them as
she hasn't done enough to deserve my praise.

then, when i tell her
with age you're maturing in beauty

she takes them to mean
i'm digging at her age
and her beauty is in doubt.

last, but not the least
when i compliment her thus
you've made my life full

she retorts

no more fooling.
 Nov 2014 Shaded Lamp
nivek
this is a cutting edge
each moment of living
moving into the unknown
taking along past experience
which may be of no consequence
 Nov 2014 Shaded Lamp
Poetic T
She said she wore me like a used shoe
Said I was uncomfortable, my
Soul
Weak
Holed
"What the  hell"
Said if she could of, she would of,
Have strung me up long ago,
Tied me to the highest place
And watch me just hang,
Motionless,
Silent,
Swinging,
She would tell children I was
A piñata
Go on kids hit the F#cker harder,
I was an odd pair,
But even though she hated those shoes
She said she had worn me
For so long that even though
"I hurt her"
She couldn't wear anything different
Some shoes however unconfutable
You can never truly hate
And she said
"As long as you let me wear you"
"No matter how painful upon her feet"
"I will wear you for a life time"
Even though I hurt her
Never meaning too, but such is life,
She said I smelt funny sometimes
But she would wear me everyday if she could.
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