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Star BG Nov 28
Where would a poem be,
without a readers eyes?
The glowing ***** that lead one to pool of soul.

Where would a poesy be, without inquisitive eyes?
The obe’s that pulsate to expand and explore written word.

Where would a sonnet be,
without eyelets that focus divinely?
The optics that have power to shift words into consciousness.

Where, oh where would a poem be,
without gazing eyes shaped like sun?
The vision seeds, that shine to cast their view upon a dream.
It came while chatting with  Jayantee Khare  Thanks JK
When you were younger they planted a seed
To seek to sucseed
But over time this seed
Succeeded in greed
Now what do you really need?
Material possessions
Just to feed and breathe
Or maybe just belive
we can all exceed
And create something positive to leave
J A Perkins Nov 15
With drops of rain,
The Savior cries
For the broken boy
Who dies and dies.
Toward the Son,
His hungry hands
Reach for one
Who understands
With drops of rain,
The Savior cries
For the little seed
Who tries to rise.
And, as the teardrops
Kiss the ground,
The seed can hear
The soothing sound.
Inspired by
The Savior's plea,
The seed becomes
A fruitful tree.
Poem from a broken boy
Josh Overson Oct 27
I don’t want to die, Anymore out cold
The death of a life, The rest of our hold
There is no balance to crippled knives
But crippled knives are meant to bleed.
And from a drop I’ve sown seed.

If I say to much I cannot act
And if act to fast I’ve said to alittle
But beg and beg til we’re endorsed
The last time, last I’ll be ignored...
What do I fear
From out her lips.
Here comes the winter
Lyn-Purcell Oct 23

Everyone is a unique seed
with a potential to bloom
into something beautiful
Nurture yourself as pure
and consistent as love itself
Fear no drought
For you are not destined
to wilt before your time
You will have all you need
to get to the stage of flowering
All your *** given talents,
known and hidden,
discover, refine, hone

Nothing you possess is wasted. You are unique. Nurture your skills.
Im sorry for the inactivity, I've been finishing late and I'm so exhausted when I get home. I really appreciate all your support.
Thank you so much for 252 followers!
I'm so grateful for all of you!
Much love,
Lyn ***
S Rose Oct 16
You say we are in love.
I say I disagree.

Perhaps the oldest eyes on the earth
Can tell you what love truly is.

I may not suffice to write
A complete explanation

But I can tell you what I know
And what I know that is not.

Love needs no reminders
Tricks or ruses.

It is always there.
Ever present and constant.

A part of who we are
An endless chapter in the book of life.

Less a burning passion, but more a steady seed,
planted within, sprouting roots and leaves.

You say that we are in love
But I find this not true.

One of us is in love.
And it is not you.
inside me
has always
a seed
of light
in dark
and fertile
I want
to know
of who
I'm meant
but it
the shadows
that find me
in my
inside me
has always
inspired by one of my all-time favorite characters in the Star Wars universe, Rey of Jakku :)
Özcan Sh Sep 11
Falls on the ***** ground
Weak ,small and have a open wound

She thinks she will not grow
She thinks she is not strong
She thinks she is alone

Sun shines on her
Rain pours over her

They wanna see
How the small seed
Rises into a beautiful flower
Lyn-Purcell Sep 11

The quill...
My weapon of choice,
my inner seed that gives
life to my inner fire,
all of my turmoils
is also, at times,
the root of my

Being a writer is both a blessing and a curse...
It's been there for me but also, it's tied to my emotional and mental pain,
so it is connected to my misery, my anxieties, my depression, my struggles with self-love, fighting my self-doubt, self-hatred and my fears...
At times, I don't even feel worthy of such a gift.
I only want to express myself - all of my loves, all of my pain.
No matter how raw it may seem.
I'm feeling alot better now, I just needed time to pick myself up.
I just did not have the energy to talk to anyone
Thank you so so much, everyone for being so patient and understanding!
Much love and hugs!
Lyn ***
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