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Xandra Lynch Dec 2018
I hate this town
The beige color hangs all over it
The sky is heavy and frigid
Not the kind of frigid that invigorates you
Not the kind of frigid that runs through you
Not the kind of frigid that buzzes around you and causes the hairs on your arms to rise
The kind of dull, heavy, good-for-nothing frigid that is like a wet blanket on you.
This town absorbs the inspiration from me
Like how the universe ***** all of our souls eventually
With cruel passion no longer how you fail to escape it
This is the town that grows on you
Like a parasite
Krutika Dec 2018
The wind is brushing my luscious locks
Sun shining bright in my eyes
Euphoria beaming from my face
I look happy and nice.

After the steady gaze I realize
Yet I was unable to leave the past behind

It is just a photograph
Of a family outing
But it feels so real to me
When those memories start shouting

I looked so fresh and beautiful
It was so evident and clearly visible

Not that I am unhappy today
But I think I was happier that day
On the beach with my swimsuit on
Forgotten whether it was dusk or dawn

How great it would be if life were a happy picture
No matter whether it is digital or on a piece of paper
Memories with him and memories with her
No fear of them getting blur

Every face tells a story
My story would’ve been the best
having the people I love around constantly
without caring what happens in the east or west

The smile and the lines surrounding
engraved on my face
The wrinkles under and around my eyes
I could forever embrace

I want to forever cherish the smile
Today, Tomorrow, for a very long while
Jackie Mead Oct 2018
As the sun sets on another glorious day.
All the colours of fire, come out to play.
Red, yellow and orange light up the sky.
Creating patterns to delight your eye.
Sitting, relaxing, drink in hand.
As the sunsets on these gorgeous sands.
Beautiful sunsets in Aruba
Gods1son Oct 2018
It was 9 hours drive to Chicago
From my base, Toronto.

On the first day of the trip
It was 30% chance of rain but it rained heavily
My first lesson, I don't need 80% chance of success before I make a move.
We went under the rain and visited all the places we planned to, it was a lot of fun
My second lesson, don't let obstacles hinder you from making your moves.

On the second day of the trip
We were at Sky Deck, a tower to view the entire city from the top
But the weather chose to be foggy with zero visibility for the entire day
We left Sky Deck and did other things

On the third day of the trip
We faced Sky Deck and the weather was bright
My third lesson, sometimes you just need to be patient
We were at Sky Deck and the queue was the longest I've ever seen
And we couldn't get in
My fourth lesson, some things won't just work and it takes courage to accept that and move on.

We left Chicago and returned safely to my base
Grateful for a peaceful and fun filled trip.
Jackie Mead Sep 2018
Drum, drum, drum, drum beats the Steel Drum.
Drum, drum, drum, drum beats the Steel Drum in the Carribean Sun.

Steel Drums beat out the rhthym,
Steel Drums strike up the beat,
Steel drums ring out loud in the Carribean heat.

Steel drums fast and strong,
Steel drums create a vibrant song.

Steel Drums beat out the rhthym,
Steel Drums strike up the beat
Steel drums ring out loud in the Carribean heat.

Steel drums beating loud,
Steel drums, skills the locals play proud.

Steel Drums beat out the rhthym,
Steel Drums strike up the beat
Steel drums ring out loud in the Carribean heat.

Steel drums vibrant rhthym,
Steel drums send you to heaven.

Steel Drums beat out the rhthym
Steel Drums strike up the beat
Steel drums ring out loud in the Carribean heat.

Steel drums make you sing
Steel drums let you know your feeling.

Steel Drums beat out the rhthym,
Steel Drums strike up the beat
Steel drums ring out loud in the Carribean heat.

Steel drums stir up the heat,
Steel drums make you feel alive in the Carribean heat.

Drum, drum, drum, drum beats the Steel Drum,
Drum, drum, drum, drum beats the Steel Drum in the Carribean Sun.
Aruba
Wanderlust Sep 2018
The coffee is black... The cigarettes Reds... One kid off to school... The other one in bed...
The husband is off to work... the cats and dogs are all fed. One cup of coffee, nah let's make it two instead  ☕☕
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