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We are the kids your parents never want you to be.
We are the kids everyone else is envious of.
We are the kids who run wild and free.
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Little girl

( little girl )



Lyin on my bed this very morning


••


Cold winds

Full moon


Demons and angels are singing


••••

Reflections of the morning


Faces !

Oh that's all I see

Everybody looking

Just like

Me

(  !  !

""""


Oh it's not what it seems

Not what it seems


It's not at all

What it seems to be


)(

We are lovely

We are only fit

For love


••

Amidst the lost children


( there's one sleeping on your bed )
Honesty:
The quality of being honest
Look at me directly in the eyes
Before you lie
When you agonize
And dramatize
I will analyze
And
I will realize
And
Recognize
I will not empathize
I will brutalize
So I would not jeopardize
Integrity:
The quality of being honest and having strong moral principles
With dignity
Empathy
Without enemies
Ethically
No jealousy
Purity
Seeing objectively
Respectively
Never causing unpleasantries

The two go hand and hand
Not
Separately
!!
Why to be
You and me?
Some kind of
Destiny
Domicile, my home
To stay
Silly, that's what
I say
But, hey. This really is great
One day
Cake - eat, drink - tea
Ocean, sun, sun rays, sneeze
Forest, wooden, damp
Trees
Nice place to meditate
On your knees
Breathe by me
I can't
Nope,
I can't.
The  cherry  blossom  is
beautiful  this  year.

Thick  pink  clumps  covering
all  the  trees.

Should  stay  nice  for  awhile
If  the  weather  remains  calm.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK  2016.
On nights when you feel lonely
    And your head is buried in pillows
When breaths come in short gasps
    because the tears won't stop....
  
                                           Wherever I am,
                         I will feel an ache in my soul,
                   And I will know you are hurting.

So I will sing you
     your favourite tune, a lullaby
To put your heart at ease.
                
                                    And then you can sleep
                            undisturbed by nightmares,
           And you'll open your eyes only when
                              the darkness is gone...

And the sun shines
once more in your life.*
_____

              *On nights when you feel nothing,
                Just an emptiness for no reason...

I will send you a star. ☆
      Out of my heart, it will ride a cloud
and reach your window; tapping..

                     And as you stare at in wonder,
                Circling your head, the star will do
                                little funny dances,

And when you're tired from laughing
and fall asleep,
The star will tiptoe out, board the cloud,
And return straight back to my heart.
                        
                                 ­            And I will smile...
If you're wounded, I will bleed too.
If you are the black, I'm the blue.
And when you cry, I can't bear to watch you.

Dedicated to all who are suffering in any way. I feel your pain through your words. I don't know how to ease your grief, so I pray you find peace ❤
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(       )
/-----\


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Love is .... Always Freely Flowing


)(

The enslaved EMOTION we write about here

Is not Love

But only


SELF ABUSE

::

( crawling at the feet of some designated

SUPERIOR PERSON ! )


And glorifying  this pathetic picture


Amongst the


LITTLE CRITTERS

( longing to be enslaved ( hence  "numb" )

who populate this  site




Poetry ****

for those in love with their sticky fingers !



.
Welcoming the Rain
The Peacock dances
Opening its feathers
With beautiful colours
Attracting the peahen
Expressing his love
Blue and green feathers
Open like an umbrella
Make the peahen
Fall in love with him !
Goodnight, my Princess.
Goodnight, my every hue.
Goodnight, my moon and stars above.
Goodnight, my darling, true.

Goodnight, my universe,
My everything and more.
Goodnight, my trusted faithful,
And hark to hear the score.

Goodnight, my Beautiful,
And trust my words are true
For lest the sun rise suddenly,
I'll start to write of you.

Goodnight, my single Only,
For it is to you whom I have swore
Never to lie, never to cheat,
Never to late return.

Goodnight, my dearest sunshine,
'Till dawn shall bring us to,
And dream of me, my Princess,
As I shall dream of you.
Goodnight Beau
a shooting star falls
mythology
it's trail blazing glory
magic
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