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st64 May 2013
saw comma jump up

hop over to the end of sentence,






S T, 3 may 2013
Is it a pause...or the end?

Comma, how uncouth you are.....you can't just come and ****** well take over the full-stop's task.

Get!
st64 May 2013
1.
I never saw you on the day you were born
I wasn't there.
I never met you in your youth
I wasn't there.

I probably won't see you on your last day
I know not how the current will carry tidings.



2.
Yet, I never saw such life in anyone's eyes
As I see in you.
I never felt such intense flow in a pure heart
As I do in you.

There is no way to fully express
How happy I am with the milk of your kindness.
All I want, is to ride that carriage with you
And drink of love's potion, keep you sated.



3.
Come, take my hand and let me hold you
Don't you crowd us out so; allow to breathe
Our universe expands as enchanting melodies, we share
Shut-tight eyes leave a crazy stab of an afterimage.

Upon the tracks, lies the truth in broken pieces
Time to gather my singularly talentless wits
Recuperate from rhythmic clacking of euphoria
A drab shoelace in flat, brown mud, is how you see me.

There's a part of my journey that includes you
An integral part of my existence seeks that spark
I have seen you, without yet seeing you!
How can I know that failure dogs not this adventure...

Can you really not see how extraordinary this is?
It may count as fiasco if absent pursuit of mysterious core...



4.
Without you, I'd be on an express train to nowhere.
At least, you're still there

(alive :)





S T, 3 May 2013
There is little hope, it seems....of reaching that vibrant one.

Yet, know this: I am quite resilient and positively determined :)

Fit to fiddle fun on fiacre, led by fine filly.
st64 May 2013
Once, they rode strong on the plains
Before conquistadors bent their will.
  
Strained their backs, cracked their whips
Made them wear strange hides and speak strange tongues.

  
Refrain:
But when the time is right
To turn the tide
But not without great loss
To turn the tide!

  
Part II:
Come again, oh strong one
Strengthen your will, stand tall
Remember the Lost Ones and the glory!
  
Restore freedom in your heart
Replenish well your table, love the earth
Ride free again and tell your story!
  
Pick up your arrow, shoot it straight (x2)
  
  
Forced to swallow all the shame
And leave dying ashes and broken pearls
  
So once, they rode strong on the plains
But now, there's dying ashes and broken pearls
  
Broken pearls
Broken pearls.....
Just a few words on mental decolonising.....maybe.

Modern take on the Pocahontas tale.
st64 May 2013
sweet

Drive into the countryside
Buy granny-green apples along the roadside
Wave to jolly farm workers in verdant fields
Smile and look up...greet the beautiful sky.

ceiling of the heavens

Share some (yellow) Lays in the car
Pass the packet around, mmm..crunch crunch
Feel the wind and see it, like sails...whip your hair
Inhale sweet air, while cool music taps into ear.

tranquil reaches

Cannot hear the indiscriminate noises
Cannot see the dust and dirt
Will not touch the pulse of pain
Can see only....pure sunshine.

pure sunshine*



S T,  2 May 2013
Think it's time for another ride....

:)

Yellow one is the best flavour...you get to taste the potato! tee hee
st64 May 2013
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make up own words....can't think.
hang out soul to dry

flail forever
no balance
bulky

fail....

fail fail FAIL!
st64 May 2013
In your eyes
I see
Eight hundred doors.

Which one?




S T, 1 May 2013
No clue.
st64 Apr 2013
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that's how I fill up empty today...with more empty.
light's gone away...abrupt.
no use trying....anymore.
dead as a door nail and sillier than a fool.
crazy to believe in hope....nothing to say.
futility is such a CRAP reward!
thanks for reading this drivel...now you've wasted your sweet time.
no essays needed, ok....thx.
go grab a cuppa.
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