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XvA Jul 2015
Let lust be drowned to the off shores of love with syncronitivity and on
with no hectical differences amongst
the closure of another perfect fold.

While shades of grey begins to interpret , ultra dimension to the horizon of strumming dunes

The unrevealed songs step forth for an imminent act of initiation.
towards an mesmerising sound nature of death

For life withstand in and out through the path for an reason to lost , or found ; a sacred transformation
but if for even once, when life calls for a road to choose

Never let the one within be ever quiet and frown instead stand up roar; clear your vows
As life doesnt shy and neither will you, so try and you will recover every "how's"..
for evryone of who forgets to smile back when met with one..for evryone who knws they can but still chooses to look back just so tht no one staya back. To the ones who seek love in life and yet misunderstand it while they hold it on in beneath them.
#Think #live
Maria Imran Jun 2015
I hope I know when you die
because how else am I going to lose hope then
how else am I going to know for sure,
that there is no more chance. No more nothing anymore..

I know it's a loser thing to be so occupied with an absentee, but does heart listen?
I know I will only forever lose hope when there is no more me or you.
Lusser, random.
Kim Yu Jun 2015
Why aren't you smiling, while the whole world is smiling?
In this lovely day why aren't you shining?
Obstacles on your way but even fowls are crossing.
Instead of smiling why are always cursing
the world and her natural ways of judgment.
Life is full of jubilance, why the resentment?
Understand that life is the most wonderful element,
Rich and nourishing, each day lived is a divine fulfilment.
Why aren't you smiling when you should be rising?
Why are you still going backwards, forward is where you should be heading,
You should be smiling even when everything seems to be falling,
Smile each day, life is awesome and worth living.

*"Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero"
Live today and worry not about tomorrow.
*Inspired by Jhene Aiko - W.A.Y.S*
kris evans May 2015
To grow up;always my dream
a childhood desire;tinted with innocence
to stay up all night; i always coveted
a kiddish fancy; garnished with folly
to speak out unhindered; i always relish
fancies of a growth spur; gathered in rebellion
to travel alone; my craziest fantasy
an immature wish; studded with adventure
.....
years rolled by; and my wishes all fulfilled....

....
now that i stand at life's brim;
i miss being a kid.
eyeing my kitchen sink; reminding my ordeal till midnight
i wish i could sleep at 7.
gulping the lies and falling in remorse;
i wish some one spoke for me.
being ****** in to this black hole
i wish some one would pull me out of blues.
why did every single one of my wish came true?
if not:
it would not have been so worse;
to grow up and realize;
that life cannot rewind and pause;
that you cant sit back and replay it
that life is just a kite
you keep holding on the string
and life it sways by the wind
pull it hard - and the string snaps
you keep holding on the string
while gravity engulf its mane
tracing it back to earth
tattered and torn to pieces.
but gone are the childhood fancy to solve the jigsaw
and hence i abandoned the task
cursing an unseen fairy godmother....
for making my wishes come true.....
live life as if its your first and the last.....life offers second chances rarely....even if it does....the second one would not be the same ......YOLO
You Only Live Once,
is an idealized concept,
fashioned by the foolish
and selfishness of heart.

Choosing to be self-deceived,
living under a false impression,
they hope that Jehovah’s grace
has been divinely imparted…

allowing them to operate without
constraints of accountability,
responsibility or personal decorum-
while lacking regard towards others.

Within this social, earthly plane,
our temporary encasement of flesh
serves as a reminder that we remain
as Mankind’s sisters and brothers.

Until God’s preset configuration
of my soul’s timer quietly expires,
I’m living today -mindful of Him-
with Faith’s fullness of color!
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Author Notes

Inspired by:
John 3:1-21

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.
An ecstasy of fumbling
For a cause greater than lust
A purer cell of passion
To release a paralyzing ******
Straddling a sense of hope
To make it through the night
And survive the day after
with stories of a lover
Who fondled my ******* like they were
the last drop of water
And my body was the Sahara
he straddled to get to them
Striking fast and stinging
Until bodies entwine in pure rapture
Of warmth and love
Connected for a moment
Of a lifetime
Well lived
Rednax Daba Feb 2015
Such a cliché,
Having a YOLO mindset.
Yet our lives are the same,
Every single day,
A loop, never ending.
We try to live our lives differently every day without realizing they are exactly the same.
Kyle Dickey Jan 2015
Suns Rise,
I love the sunrises,
The way the breathtaking light creeps across the sky,
They enfold into something beautiful,
So many colors,
So much passion,
They engolf the darkness,
It's a trutly heart stoping sight that not many take the time to see,
It goes until there's nothing but light left,
Then as the sun becomes tiresome,
It crawls to it's sleep on the other side of the sky,
The light slowly fades into so many bright and beautiful colors,
So pretty yet so sad,
Sad this beautiful day is over,
But there's always the memories,
Suns Set.
You must live every sunrise and sunset as if it's your last, this doesn't mean go out and party all the time; no this means go to your loved ones, tell them how you feel. Tell them you love them and spend time with them because this could be your last sunrise or theirs. So live and thrive. See the sunsets and sunrise, admire the beauty with the love of your life and enjoy.
unknown Jan 2015
I'm feeling free for once in my life
Dont need to care, I'm feeling the vibe
Who cares what they say?
**** what they think
I'mma do me and take a sip of my drink

The wild animal in me is raging to come back
Go sprak on the dance floor, making it crack
Life's all about having fun, no time for being sad
Let's make the most out of it; let's do something bad

Nothing wrong with breaking the rules
If you're not about that life, stop wasting your joules
Live a little, that's all I can say
We're just having fun and it wont matter anyway
**** YA'LL
Sabbathius Dec 2014
He fingers the strings,
Enjoys the discord
Without any chords,
He dances and sings

The way he should dress,
He couldn't care less
Some hate him for that,
Some show him respect

As blind as a mole
But she, does enjoy
His tunes bring her joy
And peace to the soul

Old chums think he’s mad,
They just wish him dead
Young lads go “Hooray”,
When they hear him play

So happy he lives
Without real care
His talent so rare
Is all he believes


*A Charming Discord by João Massada is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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