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Air thins
and so do I
as i wait for
His starry breath
to carry me aloft

my eyes swirling
milky way pools
have lost their boundaries
Ocean rushes
through my veins
while dolphins and sea lions
leap and laugh

Sun has left bits of
its splendor
I shoot across the
night sky in a flash

There is no you or I
either
lines blur
with soft pink hues
of the heart
and we melt into
each others arms
forever
Francois May 2020
Aim high reach for the star and sky
Shun your laziness and fear
Stride in the right path with head held high
This is a short inspirational poem
Tiny shiny white
Crystals tumble from the sky
Icy diamonds from heaven
Swirl around the trees
In our backyard
With love and affection

These trees
Once filled with leaves
Are fully perfected
By the immeasurable
Beauty of snowflakes
It is time
To slow down
Stay mindful
Watch the birds
In the meadows
Admire the flowers
In the garden
Chat with friends
In the neighborhood
Have a cup
Of hot tea
Read an amazing book
Play some relaxing music
Sing your favorite song
Go for a walk
With your loved one
Say how much you treasure
Her or him
In your life

Cherish this present moment
There is more to life
Than making it go faster
Ashish Khurana May 2020
beyond

good and bad
right and wrong
love and hate
beautiful and ugly
god and devil

is an undivided me
at home with my self
Heavy Hearted May 2020
oil paint
your poetry
onto the caravan
of my lungs-
so that tonight, may I still see;
all the colors
of your thoughts.
INSPIRED BY GHOST OF JUPITER'S 'GRAFFITI'
Randy Johnson May 2020
I'm proud of myself and I have something to say.
I quit smoking last year on the 3rd of May.
It was one year ago when I smoked for the last time.
When it came to spending money for tobacco, I haven't spent a dime.

I was coughing up phlegm and I quit smoking because of my health.
My uncle died of lung cancer and I didn't want to do that to myself.
Because I was able to quit smoking, I know others can too.
If you smoke but decide to quit, it will be an excellent thing to do.
Mitch Prax May 2020
Even when I
write about you,
the ink that smudges
upon my hand takes
the shape of you.
Divine Mother Sita
spreads Her flowery blanket
for all to rest upon


Longwing zebra butterflies
golden lightning bolts
strike the eyes and senses
like Asian gongs


Neon Dragonflies mating
in the warm Florida breezes
bring a chuckle to our countenance


Heavenly garlands
fall across fertile fields
an exquisite reminder
of Spring's eternal promise


Calico clouds purr
curled up
on the Goddess's lap
as she gently strokes
and kisses our
furrowed brows
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