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Memeboo May 2020
What is Real Love?
Love is unconditional. Is unexpected.. its understands. Its supportive. Its reliable. Its honest. Its giving. Its deep. Its powerful. Its a satisfying. Its dramatic. Its long- suffering .Its passionate. Its humble. Its attraction. Its desirable. It's unstoppable. Its intense. It's motivating.its sacrificing. It's discerning. Its diverse. It evolves. Its secure.  It multiplies, divides adds and sometimes it even subtract but who says you cant get it back.. It's loyal. It's obedient.

It's strong. It's bold. It's informative. It's helpful. It's caring. It's sharing.It's fair. It's Justice. Its a rhythm. It's a melody. It's respectable. It's forgiving. It's provides. It's self sacrificing. It moves. It feeds. It seeks. It needs. It satisfies. It doesn't lie. It never hides.
It's ensuring. It's healing. It's encouraging. It's righteous. It's good. It's deliciousness. It's sweet. Its satisfying. It's beautiful. It's submissive. Its Peaceful. Its giving.Its salvation. It's inspiring. Its joyfully.. It's tender. It's merciful. It's trusting. It blossom and also blooms. It Ticks and Tocks and It twist and it turns. It believes.

It discover's. Its kind.  Its  reasonable. Its Instructive. It pays attention. Its admiring. Its creative. Its nurturing. Its Determined. It protects and defense. Its honorable. Its promising. Its balance. Its adorable. Its Adaptable. It bears all things. It's soothing. Its relaxing. Its mildness.Its comforting.It's enduring.  Its healing. It's rejuvenating. It disciplines but only in a righteous way. It uses self control. Love makes everything feel right.  It makes your heart rejoice. Its Pure. Its happiness.  Its priceless

There is many levels to love.

Love in a imperfect world, you get confused with what the word really means !.. Love takes hard work to make it continue. So
Treating everything with love and love we never leave you. Because love never fails!
it was not a slamming
but a steady slow
easing closed
the door

quick catch of breath -
not as much as
a deeply drunk
savored gasp

like after a race
hands on thighs bent
******* in air
too quick

until remembered
to take is slow
and pull in that first deep
balmy breath

to take it slow speaks
of patience and of time
less filled with doubt
or regret

take comfort then
I took my time to measure out
feel the weight in my hand
of waiting

of giving you time to
slow down turn around
and see that the door
was closing

I waited there threshold shrinking
pleading silent looks for you
to stop before it shut
and died

but eyes are not accustomed
to look for or perceive
the colors of pain painted
in another

or to catch the dying glimmer
through the cracks of a heart breaking
as it eases closed
the door
Liz Carlson Aug 2019
i get so focused on the people around me
i lose sight of who i am
ill do almost anything to love on others
and to get their approval
but what do i think of me?
who am i at the end of the day?
I read the newspaper stained in black
I watch the television covered in blood
I listen to the corrupted comebacks
Coming from the people I used to love

The world holds so much negativity
As I try to escape my own
I cower from the harsh world outside
Counting my reasons to be alone

I was raised to fear the world
Just follow what others say
Continue being the passive wallflower
As I count my reasons to stay

Out there is a world where I fall and fail
While my inner world consumes me
Overstimulated and stressed in all kinds
Desperately searching for peace
Aaron Feb 2019
Guess you're gone again
Watched you walk away;
You always said breathe out then in;
Know you'll be back someday.

Same seeks same to find its home
Not meant to chase the vogue
Some souls are surely made to roam
Rebel always chooses Rogue.

And rebels need a reason
We can’t abide bad laws; yet
Against the heart there is no treason
When standing for a Cause.

Always loved unspoken things
Like the thrill of open sky
Every bird must find its wings
To let go of fear and finally fly.

Beneath your chest there beats a fire
A powerful creature that needs to be free
Weave these words into the pyre
This is who you’re meant to be.

And I refuse to be your cage,
Won’t bind your feet or blind your soul
Won’t consign you to dance on broken stage, ‘cos
You’re meant for more than that role.

Can’t hide a sky of stars in a box
Can’t bottle a boundless tide,
Can’t block nature behind black locks,
Though I’m ashamed to say I’ve tried.

If you must fade to find your grace
Because you’re made of art,
Just know you always have a place
Wherever waits this heart.

You’re always free to go, and
Seek each untraveled road;
Build your dream abode.

Just please hear this song
That I’ve been singing all along:
I’ll always prove your fears were wrong, for
Some things will not erode.
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