In the startling silence of black night.
The ancient stars sweetly whine
with the weight of countless wishes.
Secret desires succeed in shine,
burning with the chance for fruition.
Of those that longed with daily battle cries.
To end torments that the sun brightly denied.

And when the day arrives wearing heaven's blue.
Never forget, strength has a voice too.
Star beaming out of you.

Someday love,
We'll live down by the sea,
Together for all of eternity.

Someday love,
We'll be away from pestering eyes,
Making a life for you and I.

Someday love,
We'll grow old with our son and daughter,
Joyously watching as they grow.

Someday. . .

I want a love that lifts, not weighs,
that lights my soul, not dims my days.
A love that walks, that dares, that tries,
not one that waits with downcast eyes.

I want to feel a burning spark,
not just a whisper in the dark,
a steady hand, a voice so clear,
a man who knows, who draws me near.

I want a presence bold and true,
a heart that beats with mine in view.
No chasing shadows, no silent plea,
but footsteps strong that walk with me.

I want a fire, fierce yet slow,
not flames that fade or cease to glow.
A love that lasts, that won’t demand
the life I hold in open hand.

I want desire, not just a thrill,
but something deep that grows at will.
A passion free, yet firm in space,
not fleeting highs, but strong embrace.

A man whose strength is warm, not cold,
whose love is sure, whose hands will hold.
Who stands beside me, not behind,
with fearless heart and steadfast mind.

I want to move, unchained, unbound,
no weight to pull me to the ground.
No debts to pay, no roles to fill,
no love that drains my heart’s own will.

I want a life where joy runs free,
where voices dance in harmony.
Where love is given, strong and pure,
not earned, not fought for, but secure.

And so I stand, my heart made new,
no love half-lived, no path undue.
No less than this, no dreams denied,
I trust the path, let life decide.

If my desire of immortality
Was not delivered on Tyche's oak desk
And my neck accepted Death's penalty,
Make my funeral transient and modest.

Do not dump me bunch of would-wilt flowers
Nor weep with salty tears upon my earth
Instead scatter me some seeds of asters
For when they blossom it is my rebirth.

Though if God of Wishes grant me this dream,
Erase my name from your reminiscence
As I have ventured out this weary realm—
I'm with the stars flaunting my omniscience.

Either way I'll try to end it laughing,
A fitting mood for my new beginning.

The sun descends on the horizon,
Flaming all the way to its death,
A far ways out in the ocean.

I shed a tear watching it fall,
Though, not for that great ball of fire,
Come tomorrow it will rise again.

The tears I shed are for you,
For my arms which will be empty tonight,
Always wishing you were here.

If I were not old
I would paint the house
and shore up the insulation.
I would go out and **** the garden
and cut down brush and vines
that have taken over the yard
and suffocated my flowers.
I would put in a metal fence
and plant roses around it.
But I am too old for that
and I may die here one day,
in a darkened room, caught
inside the crumbling plaster,
whose windows are covered by ivy,
which reaches its fingers across the walls.
It is almost as if the errant plants
strive to imitate the flowers
I used to bring inside and
place in bouquets to brighten
my world, no matter how small.
I shudder to think what will be,
now that the flowers are gone.

At the edges of horizon
where sky meets sea-
they lift their golden faces
to the waiting wind
they spin, laugh
and wish upon stars
overcome with longing to 𝒃𝒆.

Lost stars in twilight air
weightless prayers
with nowhere to rest,
sweeping into currents
unseen, unknown,
and settling into worlds
far from here.

Dear ancient true love, Happy New Year Happy birthay.
How do you do blessings.
My maginary best friend indeed many lifetimes it seems we have loved each other-rddpc.
What a wonderful world
That old famed sweet sad song.
Hearing it for what it was meaning with mine inaction,
indeed it crushed my heart on Mothers Day
i still feel the awful pain of my inaction and how I missed my mark
walking away tore me into bits.
I hated misunderstanding you.
I hated being disasociated in my struggle to support myself with honors, with gangs closing each job door I oppened.
Here to wish you belated
many Marry Christmasse
and a Happy New Years belated cards
Happy belated birthdays every year of your life
I always think of you,
my ancient true love
I got a Christmas Card and are making a copy of it found on online
A chosen christmas card as in ancient times,
wishing you many Happy Birthdays too.
A rather well-wishing snowy holiday card, celebrating every blessed month and day of January 30th also.
Though yes i survived, my tragic life filled with love despite surviving and running from serial killers since childhood.
Habitual drug users who bailed themselves out of ******* dues and implicated me and my children's life in USA-
An unprovoqued hate crime that lasted a life time.
Because where i was born annoyed them criminals, my social status.
relentless enemies stalked me for years and my children.
Ever betrayed, ever demonizing, trashing me to my own grown kids in places I shined best, brightest and holy good to my children.

These enemies repaid me evil for my good with undeserved malignant evil jealousies, envy
destroying my cherished motherhood in character and integrity, to my own grown children.
from these greedy crazed scumb
I took billion blows, by means of dead silence. Had i with my kids gone public and to authorities no divisdion would exist tarred by lies..
Despite their greed and malice I feel a sacred alignment in the motherhood
department in that, I saved myself and my baby children each time it was needed.
mMainly I was hated for my PHD survival skills along with my check book lacking funds I could never ballance and they could not steal.

I remain filled with love
The love you showed me woke me up with deepest understanding
of all you are.
Here with deep infinite gratitude for your pain your patience your sacrifices, your loss.
I remain indebted to you and your beloved Mom, your parents for all eternity
I did accepted her benefit, the treasure of her friensmdship she crowned me wit,h and for all eternity in every lifetime, infinite gratitude, infinite love to you and your  parents.
I shall forever grieve such loss.
I lived with stabbing regret to not have contacted your precious loving Mom again.
For all your wounds and blows my silences gave you unintentionally
for all you offered me, for missing the mark
for your offer for a happier easier life, filled with treasures in heaven and on Earth
Your genuine family made of heaven and star diamond dust, for companionship my great treasures, along with  
the joy of eternal true love i found in you for me,
I love you, NOT in a time sensitive matter but forever and chronologically without happily ever afters.
My heart sobs for my poor beloved children and because of my silence missed up on the happiness joy your beloved parents, your siblings and best friends, meant for us four.

The enemy couldn't **** me pregnant on the various ways  attempted nor could steal my children so the enemy
Waited to trash demonize me in holy places to my few nlind deaf mute -in laws and my grown kids were deeply
affected prisioners by their marriage partners.
This horror true story I hid for too long and  culprit waiting to end me, divide me, and lie about my heroic surviving mothetly gold skills.
The enemy stalked me tracked my car and slowly went for my in-laws to trash me to the eleven winds to everyone who was fund of me, who loved me treasured me cherished me, admired me along with my children.
To my undeserved enemies in Mexuco in Greece and in USA, my children the object of their evil obsession remains.
You beloved myvtrue love were my all my heaven sent, the forces of good and understanding. You I could not chase i lost too.

Such a precious family i found in all that you are, all of you that were mine all for the taking. I thank you I cherish you I adore your mind in any state of distress I honor you.

I never found such blessings in this
lifetime ever again.
I have mourned the loss of my grandkids relationship my only treasures, assimilated by intruder malignant thives
Those blue colar criminals still hunt me down in the medicaid medicare field eadly enemies wont give up their, greed malice and habitual drug use.
Their hate crimes isolated me from my grandkids my sons in laws took their hate to profit- I am worth more to them dead then alive.
"I always think of you as someone very dear and precious."
So beleted Marry Christmases and Belated Happy birthdays dearest darling. How i love you.
Infinite gratitude my love,
all the days of my life.
I am worshipping you.
likewise, my beloved children.
How I love you for ever
eternally yours,
Angeli.. Mom Mother.
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By: Karijinbba