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Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 7:07 AM UTC
mousy girl, sitting in the corner, of an american airlines’ lounge
staring out a window, watching it snow
waiting for a flight from frankfurt to dallas
so cute, so demure, how is a boy to resist you
long shiny hair, over sized sweats, black leggings, white keds
sitting crossed, over one leg, slightly bouncing nervously
occasionally catching my eye, then glancing away
are you flirting or just curious, i wish i knew
how do i approach you, what do i say
am i of interest or am i passe
do you know, you’re playing the part, of a little
do you need a daddy, someone to hold, protect you
make you feel special, loved, and cared for
cuddled, kept warm
kissed and touched, everywhere
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 8:23 PM UTC
Do you not see
Anything
Lovely about yourself after all this time i have been trying to
Love you? after all the words i’ve said or ways i’ve shown?
After
So many looks and smiles and hugs and compliments and confessions and talks and night drive? you don’t see?
I love you.
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 7:55 PM UTC
The summer in Texas took everything it could from me -- my confidence, my soul, and all the sweat my body could produce.
But it also showed me happiness.
It showed me lake days and laughter, drinking in the sand with my best friend, and searching for alligators in a swamp.
It showed me that sometimes you need to go to Louisiana and gamble until 3 am then drive three hours back home.
Reminiscing about your youth and making new inside jokes to talk about later.
The summer in Texas showed me good food and country music is something I didn't know I was missing from my life.
Showed me dancing on rooftops and art all over downtown Dallas and in Austin too.
This was a year I will never forget-- dreaming of new beginnings and spending a year with my best friend just being twenty something year old for the first time in our life.
A year spent remembering who we are and trying to grow instead of putting ourselves down.
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
#
*I have something within me that I cannot
Bear the burden of of its insinuation.
In the sport-ability of chit-chat I have
Often tried to conquer these thoughts
And with infinite pain I have hazarded
A thousand things hidden within myself.
“Excuse me,’’ I said upon seeing his face
Coming toward me while walking in Central Park.
“Are you who I think you are?’’ I asked.
“I suppose that depends on who you think I am,” he replied.
Not wanting to be made out a fool I asked
“OK, are you best known as JFK?”
“Well not exactly, he was my father,” he said with a smile.
I stuck out my hand like an idiot – but -
He offered his hand and shook mine like a man.
“I can’t believe it,” I said, “You really can
Bump into anyone in the big apple.”
He said that he had to be going, had to finish
His walk and get back to the office.
I asked him if I could tag along, just walk with him.
He said, “Sure.”
He kept a brisk pace, it was a cool day but comfortable.
The leaves were turned, mostly all fallen and
Then I realized that it was November 22nd.
“I’m real sorry about your dad,” I said,
“It broke my heart when I was a child.”
He nodded his head and sort of slowed his pace.
“How old were you?” he asked.
“I was 9”.
“I was 3”, he said looking at the ground.
“Yeah I know,” I said, “Everybody knew.”
He stopped and turned toward me,
Tilted his head to the left and point blank said,
“You know the story about my dad’s assassination
Is all BS don’t you?”
He caught me completely off guard but before I
Could say anything he turned back around and starting
Walking away from me like I had the plague.
I stood in my tracks but after he had gotten about 10 paces
He stopped and turned, “Well, do you want to walk or not?”
I half jogged to catch up with him and when I did
I couldn’t think of anything to say.
“Look I don’t know you and you don’t know me, “ he said
In a rough almost angry voice.
“Can you keep a secret?” he asked.
Still half jogging to keep up with him I answered,
“Sounds like you need someone to talk to.”
He slowed a bit, “I just got confirmation on who killed my dad.”
OK, about this time I’m like you saying a few choice curse words
In my mind – like holy sh…. You know..
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
“Hell I don’t know,” he said, “It’s all circumstantial.”
Coming to a complete stop, “There’s got to be a way that I
Can tell people, let the whole world know that I know who did it.”
He turned to me, “What would you do if you knew who took your dad
Away from you when you were just a baby but if you told anyone about these
Murdering, slime ***** they would most likely **** you too?” he asked.
“I don’t know sir,” I said shrugging my shoulders.
“If I had your money I’d figure out a way though,” I continued.
With a questioning look he asked, “OK, if you had my money what would you do?”
“I don’t know, man,” I said - “Maybe name a building after them or a street
Or something that everyone knew you named.
You know, like a hint or a clue or something.”
His eyes got big, “That’s it,” he said, “By God that’s it.”
He shook my hand again and asked me my name.
And a few short years later he was gone too.
But the name – the name he named his business – there’s your clue*
#
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 9:00 AM UTC
I knew an Angel once
She was captured in the war
The music was my own
Her song she sang alone
I prayed to forever hold her hand
To forever be her loving man
Her home was far away
Just where I could not stay
God bless her as she sleeps
Please bless her as she awakes
Bless her as she walks
Keep trouble far away
Lord bless her when she cries
and whisper all the whys
Please hold her closely
in your arms
Please keep her safely
from all harm
As the time has past us by
Still it was joy to love her
for awhile
Dear God I beg you please
always bless the goodness
of the Angel who used to be.
-R.
7.07
-D
Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
-Lyrix (Hard Rock)
Yes and No
and maybe even so
seems that's all
these people
will ever know
They live their lives
inside the walls they build
and they fill them full of their lies
**** their brothers
for a piece of dirt
oh they scratch and groan
I hope that your not hurt
Life it takes
it's toil over me
when all I am
cries out to be free
I feel it's weight
pushing down
from above
It's the bless-ed curse
of eternal love
It's the bless-ed curse
The bless-ed curse
The bless-ed curse
of you.
I want to write
upon the sky
I want to slip
into the dawn
I want to see
your love crashing
all around
I want to love you true
I want to take you down
I will stand and wait
in the darkest tide
I will love you still
until the very day I die
It's the bless-ed curse
The bless-ed curse
The bless-ed curse
of once loving you.
-R.
(77)
-Dallas
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 5:16 PM UTC
writing is a ballet recital
words are created by movement of your fingers on paper
if you're lucky enough to live another moment, the dance will keep going
and even these simple words
take
some
kind
of processing.....
and it can be too fast to recollect
too fast to understand
it'll need some thinking
the trains of thoughts don't wait for you to hop on.....
be aware of what's inside
be here... David
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 9:03 PM UTC
there's always something to do
we even have to do the sleep
we live, doing things
always
doing your everyday
doing your "self"
doing your mind
I wonder
if nothing was mine, then would I have to die?
because the spirit is timeless
and doing....always requires time
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:58 PM UTC
feel every step you take
see everywhere you look
pay mind to your mind
because to be mindless is worthless
and in life
everything has a price
be aware of your awareness
b
r
e
a
t
h
e
nothing has to be a mess
the moment is clear
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:53 PM UTC
I had headphones on while doing my art project in class
(a still class progresses)
but everyone has something to say
usually it's the ones with voices as annoying as a child crying on an airplane
thank the person who created headphones... I wouldn't have had made it this far
I wouldn't be 20, my name would be on a tombstone
anyway....
****
do your art, in silence please
so that you can hear yourself make history
(atleast in someones eyes)
a memory they'll keep and remember when things were easier
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:48 PM UTC
the sun rose this morning
my mom turned 50
and the birds sing for no one
cars will continue to crash
plants will die
terrorist will terrorize
and I'll be thinking of the moms who worry about the children not coming home
teachers will "teach"
and I'll listen to what comes next
happy birthday mom
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC
you have to let things happen
so when it's good or bad you can say
"things just happen"
(it helps you accept reality)
(you can't live denying it)
they happen no matter what
they happen in your sleep
they happen when you reach for the steering wheel when you're about to leave your house
they happen when you decide to run a red light
they happen when your life is taken why by your decisions
your death
will
just
happen
like all other things that happen...
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:29 PM UTC
she falls short of hope
some say it's bad to not have hope
but with no hope, you tend to reach within and build self belief wth all that's left in you from that day your ego died
you build only to destroy
a beginning every second of the day
waiting for you to initiate something worth while
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
my father tells the stories
talks in the car, I'll never forget
I was taught to listen
So I did
it's a good trait....
just listen
observe
enjoy
reflect
and write
write...
write.....
write
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC
passing lights
on a gloomy saturday night
when the sun is asleep
I'm wide awake questioning what I currently seek
"there's so much to go"
I THINK
I go to the restroom and feel like my energy is going down the toilet
I pause the music palying in the background
Silence the hainting voices and shower
Clean my body
Turn off the water
Shiver for 5 minutes
I forgot my towel
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC
I hope this love doesn't fade
so we can learn to understand what people fear to do
love beyond ourselves
love beyond what we know about feelings
love with no expiration date
love like death won't seperate our minds
love
like
never
before
it's better to not hope at all... just saying
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:16 PM UTC
My days are easy
Challenges are faced, the hard part was getting over the time to spend on my passions
Everything takes time, and every passing moment I'm a little older than I was
just
now
**** this world"
is what I feel like sometimes
but helping is nice too
a person like me, with no power.... just doesn't find it within himself to litter anymore
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:13 PM UTC
there's a lot of women here
with lives of their own
with nothing to share
and less shame to show
attention doesn't bring me satisfaction anymore
I want to think until my thoughts pour down from my ears
(everything has a price, so save your money)
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:01 PM UTC
browsing through my time//
neglecting moments that could've been mine//
(but that's all in my head)
can't mind what derives from the voices that want me dead//
"I love you", I should've said//
(it's always better to accept)
paint my emotions or lay in bed?//
can't no longer dread when there's so much ahead//
it's all beyond "me", rather feel gold than the lead pointed at my head//
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 9:56 PM UTC
In and out the forest//
To confess I need to reflect//
Storage in my dome//
Recollecting for a poem//
Have to think out what's important//
Broken like a door hinge/
Hanging from the cliff ends//
Envisioned in memory lane//
Before I focused on the present, living in vain//
Never knowing if myself I'll forgive//
From seeing beyond this suspenseful grid//
To experience and reflect is what I did//
Lying to the mirror, so what if you're a little weirder//
Beyond self-identification, but people are people and judge the surface//
My soul was stolen from a belief that didn't help me see beyond accepting eternity without fear and uncertainty//
Accepted death, in my "eternal" sleep I'll be awake in contemplate//
Experiencing the essence in the present just makes sense//
(walking around Walmart, typing and typing)
Hoping gave me grief//
When I reached within and confronted "myself" is when I was finally at ease//
It's a movie and I'll lead//
I wish, that you could see, through these letters put together, so that we can just "be"//
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 9:03 PM UTC
-Lyrix
My Grand Dad was a Cowboy
They called Him Cowboy Bill
But to me He was Grand Dad
A cowboy for real
He lived His life
In a pickup truck
as He'd go from sale to sale
Buy them calves
when they's almost dead
Then He'd raise 'em
back to health
Cause He's a Cowboy for real
Cowboy and He always will
be a Cowboy still
He's a Cowboy
Cowboy for real
Thought a time
He would settle down
with a woman sweet and fair
Wasn't long and He was
on the road
and no one had to tell her
He's a Cowboy for real
He's a Cowboy and
He always will
be a Cowboy still
He's a Cowboy for real
Ridin' in to Abilene
Boots were shined
Hat was steamed
Thought He'd stop in
at the sale awhile
Talk with some
good ole' boy's He knows
Sittin' down and talking stock
Lookin' mainly toward
the bargain lot
Thinkin' maybe
He'd sit a spell
when He smiled
and grabbed His heart
Adios He thought
and said good-bye
Mounted up
and took His final ride
The Lord He said
Cowboy come on home
The Cowboy He be ridin' on
Cause He's a Cowboy for real
Cowboy and He always will
be a Cowboy still
He's a Cowboy for real
and He always will
-R.
(D)
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Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 11:35 AM UTC