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 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Dag J
trembling you caress the
hopelessness caused by too many
eventualities, completely

surrounded as your soul
opens up to different truths of
unpredictable affiliations
never given the freedom to
dwell and choose amongst the wild

offerings you
fall to your knees

after what feels like an eternity you
softly gather your thoughts as your mind
strays off yet again with
effortless lightness and phenomenal speed
running rapidly into the deep forest of memories
towards the light, a window of happiness
in a cabin of despair
vulnerable you complete the seemingly
endless journey of the day as

dynamic colours loops out of reach
entangled in shadows liberated
from any formal structure and you
erase all emotions but
never fail to see the
significant beauty of
even the smallest things in
life as  
evening brings light from a
silvery moon
sleepless you welcome the
nights cold as it
embraces your mind
solemnly the future falls into utter
silence…
... breathe in and smile
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Dag J
aroused by change we

  summon the details of
           undefined truths
       into what turns out
           to be explicatory
educational knowledge

overcome by wonderful
forms and figures

                hiding , keeping us
away from the decay of time
   nevertheless leaving us in a
         dreaming state of mind
It's ok, go ahead and be a hater
hate on me, i'll see you later
lately i have been a debater
debating with the one creator

creating a brand new being
be aware of what you're seeing
see me as your mind freeing
free me from the disagreeing

disagreements of failure falling
fall away and hear your calling
call to you to stop brawling
brawlers always continue crawling
faux* lion
with
faux roar
makes for
one fauxroceous animal
a silly 10w 
inspired by Pradip’s penning of Lion  http://hellopoetry.com/poem/lion-8/
and to Mr. Hauser... yes, i too make up words. :)
excuses 
are 
the 
skin 
of 
reason 
stuffed 
with 

lie!
not really mine to claim as i heard this one growing up... a lot!  and then of course repeated it to my children  (10w).  
happy Ten-Word Tuesday, all!!!
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Spelz
The Dimensions
     of her heart.

The circumference
       of her soul...
killing myself
is like
giving you permission
to follow.
the thought of you
makes my heart flutter
but not in a childish way
the way that promises love
the way that promises heartbreak
the way that promises disaster
you're all mine
for now
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