Life is too short,
even when the days






are long.

No human can actually know what truth is
Because truth has too many dimensions
mixed with different perceptions
and people's interpretation
No human can see the truth in its true form

Sun my poems if you do dare
so I can feel so grand.
Then it will encourage me,
to write more with loves brand.

If I see a sun appear,
I will have much delight.
Then I will dance in my seat,
and smile with all my might.

If you think to send a sun.
I will say my thanks to you.
Cause it is a nice gesture,
that writers sometimes do.

So I post on this site now,
and send greetings yes far.
Everyone who writes on here,
is special and a star.

StarBG © 2017

I was not supposed to get this far;
I should not breathe this air.
I'm riding a wave of borrowed time
I don't believe is fair.

I'm older and wiser
and fatter and poorer
and I'm burning my fuse
at both ends

But tomorrow I'll wake up
and put on my make up
And try not to let down my friends.

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                    Time,
                    space
           ­         and everything in between.

                    Heartaches,
                    tea­rs
                    and secrets that don't come clean.

                    Gambols,
                    laughter­
                    and smiles beaming keen.

                    Deep thoughts,
                    aloneness
                    and the dark places we've been.

                    Handholding,
                    carel­ess hugs
                    and ready shoulders to lean.

                    Reckless stabs,
                    impulsive jabs
                    and caustic words we don't mean.

                    Contentment,
                    count­ing blessings
                    and hope we can glean.

                    You,
                    me
        ­            and everything in between.

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