See a rich goblet of gold
Empty and ready to receive
Ancient in style, yet shining bright
This antique treasure of old
Belongs to you. Trust and believe
And claim your prize in calm delight
In your mind
Become the goblet
You are precious indeed
Your lasting worth decreed
Feeling your worth
Made from riches of earth
Fully fulfilled every day
Spark of divine
Your wealth is a sign
Of life surely flowing your way
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The flowing stream.
The sun rises,
Yet it keeps flowing.
A boulder falls,
Blocking the stream.
Yet it turns,
And finds another path.
Kiss me like the moonlit stars, reflect and reach the Everglades, and embue with blue like the Sunday shade. Cool, crisp, refreshing, and new.
Don't cut my leaves and curb my bite, to melt me into pasty walls of glowing white. Which will only hold the captured light of the sun which shines to rise.
Don't let me fall without a trace. To meet my end in the shallowing streams of fading grey, where I could never dream of meeting thee, with such a wave.
But take my greeting in from rooftops as a simple sign of life to stay, and fall like stars of burning Orr if you must. Frozen until crashing down, only catch me along the way.
Unknown till heard. The best is when it flows.
A photograph expresses
controlled puppet moment.
we will express through
uncontrolled flowing app’s.
© Feelings Coated
Yeah,, most do …Ms Alexa but we will let the blood hearties express through
uncontrolled flowing app’s.
I've been scolded for using the word 'love' too often
throwing it away, as if it had to be secured for romantic encounters or within a length of time
like it might become tired or meaningless
but what if I am so full of love I can't help but overflow with it?
what if I've known platonic love, tender love, fervent love?
so I'll say 'I love you', only when I mean it
and I hope my abundance of it never runs dry
I hope it flows out of me effortlessly, because there will never be such thing as loving too much
poets are the most fascinating of creatures
coming in so many stunning varieties
lyrical flowing words
hard arresting phrases
you are all creators of such intense beauty
Her wings should have sprouted
Her tongue should have grown
Around her neck
Like a nuse camouflaged
To her chest
The mirrors in time
Cake over mine
As I lose all
Into the dark
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 79
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
Wisely let your curiosity flow like a flowing river,
Towards the superior wisdom of the mighty ocean.
The mighty ocean naturally obtains a deep divine knowledge,
Before you undoubtedly reach to your divine knowledge.
Gently let your egos desire and sins extinct with the flowing river,
As a prompt result you can outreach the mighty ocean as holier than thou!
Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)