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 Jul 2015 s
Dreams of Sepia
Summer
 Jul 2015 s
Dreams of Sepia
It is Summertime
like in the George Gershwin song
the grass is waving, tall
& my step -father's rich
& my mom's not bad looking
(still despite being in her late years)

In a mansion house
that is a museum
someone is polishing
a large copper ***
& dusting the books
in the old library

A vagrant locked out
of childhood haunts
in my dreams I walk
along a country road
The grass is waving, tall
it’s summertime
like in the George Gershwin song
The Song : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XivELBdxVRM
 Jul 2015 s
sainche micano
ocean
 Jul 2015 s
sainche micano
i know...
they don't care when i scream
cause i'm an ocean
i am far for all their homes
cause i'm an ocean

..so loud when i roar
they will hide when i speak
but i will show how i feel
call me calm, or call me rough
cause i'm an ocean

and my breeze will ease your mind
see my waves will bring you sand
so you build your castles next to me
i'm being an ocean

you can find your way through
then you leave me...
they've all done it
..it's why i leave your hands...
when you try to catch me...
cause i'm an ocean
 Jul 2015 s
Kay Ireland
Untitled
 Jul 2015 s
Kay Ireland
coughing up something.
heart, soul, lungs,
i don’t know.
nails bitten down too far.
it hurts to touch you,
it hurts to touch me.
every shape,
every curve,
every inch
feels wrong.
my own skin is a prison
for the ethereal being
i long to be.
i am stuck,
hating myself,
loving you.
 Jul 2015 s
Thomas M Franey
Life, without direction, is open space . Open space of all taking from you.
Like a vacuum to stretched you apart until you are non-existent.

Life with light, is dark with no meaning, only from within, holds a miracle to shine one bit of beam to see the next second.

Life with love is life without validation, love is only within oneself in a dark, quiet, open space.
Random poem
 Jul 2015 s
Anna Falls
Written
 Jul 2015 s
Anna Falls
Everything is written.

You waking up in the morning wondering what the day holds.
The day has already been written for you.
Now it is your chance to discover it.

Everything is written.
Nothing is accidental.
Nothing is a coincidence.

Your love.
Your sadness.
Your hope.
Your failures.

They have all been written.
And you the character to finish them.
The world the reader.
Everything is written.
Destiny is written. Time is a moving force that cannot be stopped or changed.
 Jul 2015 s
Manisha Uniyal
Still safe in soul
locked forever, won't let go

light years to cross
you in heaven, I know

watch for me
and keep me safe
my guarding angel in god's place

following your footsteps
in the sand of time
deeply engraved
your preachings sublime

Manisha
 Jul 2015 s
Lahela
-
 Jul 2015 s
Lahela
-
You introduced me to myself in the midst of everything I never wanted to be.
And you loved me still.

Thank you for staying.
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