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ShininGale Apr 27
๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ.

๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ,
๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด.

๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.
๐˜•๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ.
๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ.

๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ,
๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ.

๐˜™๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ,
๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜Ž๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง.
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Don't worry we are not alone, He fights with us,
but He already won it for us!

When was the last time you entrust Him all your battles?
When was the last time you cried for help and say "I need you!"

Don't forget the after every war there's peace and peace is only He can give.
Moonwriter Apr 1
1

Moon and School
the moon is on the earth
the school in the sky

In the open playground
there are gemstones
and a long row of trees
In hospitals
the bells of childhood are ringing
In streets
the wheels of dust are rolling
and in houses
dreams go jumping off windows

the students are nowhere
the birds are in trenches

motherless
noontime has become

2

Paper birds cross over the moon of wars
their thread furls around the nightโ€™s body
from the moonโ€™s eye a huge tear falls
on the school bell

there is also a hand
of severed leaves

3

The schools have gone to war
on classroom chairs flowers abound
the blackboards wet with the rain
and at night
the bells kept on ringing
Life an be hard but just move throw it like your a storm
During half slept nights, fear seeps out from my dreams
It follows you, it follows me
But I invite that fear in to come rest while I hide
From everything wrong in the world but mostly everything wrong that's inside
We sit and wait reliving scenes after scene
Of everything that could happen and everything that has been
But im growing tired of fears company now so I try to turn the vacancy light off
But the light has become broken and fear said he will never stop
So I sit and I wait
And I wait and I sit
Until fear and I merge into a black and endless pit
We can try to escape this but it's harder that it may seem
Because it follows you
While it clings to me
my tales about my struggle with fear and anxiety
How am i supposed to say
what i want is not attention
it's reassurance

what i want is not sympathy
it's support

how am i supposed to say
i am battling..
with myself.
How am i supposed to find the right words and not sound wrong
Jay M Jan 21
Their song
Tells of ages great and long
Warriors found and forged
Along the beaten path
Souls deeply bound
Great foes emerged
Faced with mighty wrath

Drinks all shared
Stories of deeds dared
Battles to the very brinks
Of what sanity each knows
Upon steeds of white they rode
Bringing but death and remaining humanity
No matter how ill the journey may indeed bode

Not every battle
Was fought riding in the saddle
With sharpest sword or strongest ax
Nor concealed dagger or fearsome fist
But in walls of roaring metal
With sharpest words and strongest facts
Concealed stagger and fearsome twist
Leaving wounds to bleed
Perhaps more than a visible ****
Fuel to deed great or foul
Perhaps to lash and scowl
To yearn and to feel
To learn and to heal

- Jay M
January 21st, 2021
Like battles of fantasy, but not quite.
Jay M Jan 12
Racing across
The well worn path
Of old earth and stone
Down the road
Over the hilltop
Not a moment
To brace for impact
Only the collision
Cast back
To the earth that flowed beneath
Now coated with a thin layer
Mind as scattered and disturbed
As the earth and grass below

Gaze across
To what lies just paces ahead
To yet another
Disoriented fellow
Pages strewn about
As is an apologetic voice
Hands fluttering about
Like freed doves

Risen and collected,
Words shared and spoken
Together they then go
Towards the setting sun
With mighty sword
Ink and pen
Away to battle they shall go

With sword strong and gleaming bright
Surely to survive the fight
Sharper than thorns
To pierce the veil
Their enemies to wail
The soldier shall prevail

With ink as black as darkest night
Words well weaved, bold with might
Surging with power of great war horns
To give strength without fail
Their foes sure to flail
The poet shall prevail

On goes the soldier
Powerful in skill
Master of the sword
And precision in the ****

On goes the poet
Sharpest in will
Master of the word
And always ink to spill

Away they go,
Walking to and fro
They shall lead their lives on well
Never to hide inside a shell
The soldier and the poet

- Jay M
January 12th, 2021
Oh how things will go. A fun one to write, truly a delight.
Allesha Eman Dec 2020
Youโ€™ve befriended discomfort,
Left behind your childhood streets,
only to walk down dark foreign ones.
You kiss away your mother tongue,
Surrendering to an unfamiliar one.

                      ...............

Your battles are carved into my blood vessels
and I will carry them with me
as reminders of patience and faith
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