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Acuriousnature Apr 2016
To kiss the hearts of strangers truly,

Without being so rude, unruly,

Wishing stars so brightly shining,
Lead us to our silver linings,

Dreams lining our hearts with clouds on which our dreary eyes do rest,
With sore behinds and tired minds, we know we've tried our best, so rest upon the nest of dreams that free us from this test of time.

Time, a penny for your thoughts, for your dreams I'll pay a dime, with you it feels sublime to sweeten moment with your memory, think not about what used to be, but back upon our history.

His-story, a story told across the seas inside our dream, our conflict ceased, we are one team.

Strangers, friends. To this there is no end to the joy we share within one spoken letter, between the you and me, each one no better
A stranger texted me once and requested me a poem and I tried one out of thin air :)
KathleenAMaloney Apr 2016
Pink Lady
Blowing in the Breeze
Of a Southern Mansions Charm
Sorrows Glad Awakening
Freed from the Sun of Time

Surrounded by her Sisters
Fresh Flag Flying
A Gathering of Family
Home from the End

Shutting of a Car Door
Gravel Crunching
Not much to think about
Except Sun on Grass

We didn't know it would be like this
Sorrows Last Mystery Unfolded
But We knew
It Would Be Good

White Gloves
Standing At Attention
Children Playing
Nothing More to Say

Gratitude
And Forgiveness
Two Soldiers Witnessing
For the Life Beyond

Rainbow Possibility
Miracle of Love

We Love You
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
You
must
be
crazy
how
can
you
enjoy
reading
about
one's
sadness
and
madness
?

I'm
crazier
than
you.
How
can
I
ask
such
a
foolish
question?
Children all learn
that sharing is caring
and that it's the right thing to do
as we grow older
we hate people staring
especially of something...we've two

i'd give you the stars
if i had them
i'd give you the moon
and the sun
i gave you my heart
when i owned nothing else
i shared it with you
i had one

possessions are gathered
and hoarded
by people who share only grief
i've seen people with nothing
share something each day
it's a smile, and hope and belief

i'd give you whatever you wanted
but, you'd never ask
for something that big
i'd give you a diamond
from the depths of the earth
and i don't care
how deep i should dig

i gave you my heart
when i had nothing else
i had one and i shared it with you
it's the best thing i've given
for the love that it's shared
just imagine
if i had had two!!!
sometimes I wonder why I bother
to force myself to tell an other
what are my feelings and opinions

why do I struggle to attempt to phrase
words that inhabitants of faraway dominions
might also understand and not erase
an alien text for lack of recognition
of what it tries to say

is it just egomaniacal vanity
born of conviction that my words
are so important that only nerds
would not appreciate the wisdom
inherent in my thoughts

or is it logorrhea   the pathological obsession
to spew forth words without control
and flood the world and every living soul
with streams of incoherent syntax without meaning

I guess I write in order to communicate and share
exchange ideas across all boundaries
learning the thoughts of many different people
and in the process become even more aware
how much we share and have in common

carrying away once more the recognition
that division has always been
      and still remains until this day
the favorite tool of greedy politicians
against which poets   firmly   should hold sway
Counting Kisses Mar 2016
Since, as you know, a kiss is best when shared with someone else,
   And since you know a single kiss is not as good as two,
Let's make a deal we both can love like chocolate loves to melt:
   For every kiss you give to me, I'll give a kiss to you.
Denel Kessler Mar 2016
Your kindness
a sunflower
whose many seeds
sustain the sparrow's
song of joy
and rest assured
do gorgeously
germinate in
thin-hulled souls
the soil is ripe
love yearns
to be reborn.
For certain people, loving kindness is as easy as breathing. Thank you for being such a one, paul SN.
Joyce Feb 2016
First day of the week.
Glad we could meet.
A new day.
A new beginning.
Another chance
to go out and learning.
Exploring and searching.
Meet new people and sharing.
Take time for reading.
Believing and recieving.
Your words make
my day so appealing.
Like a soft summer breeze
on my skin so soothing.
Hope you are smiling
while reading my writing.
Alan S Bailey Feb 2016
What is sharing? Abraham Lincoln said "Sharing is Caring..."
What is it though?

*I want to share my dreams with others,
I want to share this wild world with them,
I want to be a part of the natural goodness,
I want to find truth in solutions, not problems,
I want to avoid being part of a cult,
I want to avoid the haters, graffiti and gangs,
I want to achieve higher goals than laymen,
I want to be something different, not insane,
I want to have an uncommon interest,
I want it to be one not necessarily having to be
That of religion, destruction, politics or guns,
I want others to believe something different,
I want us all to be able to share honest, simple love.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
"When you discover something from someone, the greatest sensation is sharing it with others, and seeing their smiles of information."

                                      © Jl 2005
I wrote this in my 3rd year at McGill University studying Physical Education.
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