#naturally
There are certain feelings in my heart that I won’t try to explain
which if I were to tell you about them you’d probably complain.
The well-springs of our heart run deep and determine how we live
meaning: if we don’t allow them to flow naturally hold us captive.
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Sep 30, 2023
Sep 30, 2023 at 10:41 PM UTC
Intrinsically
the mother of all lovers
a Haiku story
Aug 4, 2022
Aug 4, 2022 at 3:45 PM UTC
Then the Universe will find her peace
As chaos settles, deviations cease
On a hill, the glint of a telescope eye,
Will watch as the Sun, Earth and Moon align
A city will cheer as looming tides recede
And my life shall once again be stripped bare, clean
Aug 11, 2021
Aug 11, 2021 at 1:13 AM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, old scars don't hurt anymore:--\
you think the stain is stained
maybe your pain is pained
the reason not the same
my mind not like before not sane
close to the ear
hearts too near to cope a fear
love you not stares been for the lot
natural expression without a but
really boring lacking a plot
-------ravenfeels
Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 6:06 PM UTC
Out of blue
All I hear
When less is more
With that glimpse of
Consoling smile
Hypnotic affection
Soul reviving optimism
When you gaze at me
The truth in your eyes
With tender silence
Honestly tells me
Everything
I want to know
"Finding a way"
"Let me stay in your thought"
"Close enough"
"Then tell me all"
"You want to say"
"That sets me free"
For that, I called
You are the One
Worth waiting for
You are my home
To wake into another
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 7:18 PM UTC
Hours into the first awakening
The freshly thawed swamp
Echoes with new spring life
50 Fahrenheit in the sun
My spirit renewed
Wayton to realign
Setting on a hillside
Feet propped on a tree
Mather earth is so Kind
And this body I’m blessed to be
.........................
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 72
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
Like a bamboo flute his dear life'
Noble birth of woodwind family.
Which naturally generates;
An acoustics stream of sacred music!
Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
You know you're like the sun.
Radiating beauty naturally
and everlasting.
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 10:21 PM UTC
fast as a blitzen comet,
this dashing prancer
contra dancer
(i.e. Rudolph nary hoof) didst zip
with cupid ditty toward his ***** wife,
who loosed a suppressed yip
asper one discovering remains of the day
from the donner
(newt the majority) party whip
ping her olive drab camouflage attire,
as if she hapt to be a vip
endlessly congratulating herself
(and bow wowing her ego) bing awarded
the housekeeping seal of approval,
and expected me to tip
her gore gee us Martha Stewart déclassé
snoop doggy dog rendition
as she did slip
agilely (with broom and dustpan in hand) rip
peat head lee uttering
an apropos Mary Poppins quip
booting muck can clear across to Compton
(wherever that might be) pip
pin like a cat on a hot tin roof,
where no cure existed to nip
in the bud at this stage,
and rid thine beloved Narberth bride,
who caught a bout clean destine
feverish frenzy to make house beautiful,
oblivious to beseeching despair,
sans this husband who cried
plaintively imploring divine intervention,
lest extreme heroic measures
need be taken, thus guide
me asap before her blistered hands
rubbed red as tender (vittles) raw hide,
which could find her catatonic, doggone
ill eagle lee flying a boot
like a bat out of hell, and stupefied
hence, this urgent message typed out in a huff
for less severe invasive
experimental treatment truly tried
on this, that, or some other missus so and so
.....please pardon this abrupt end,
plus initial idea wide
lee differing from my initial intent won
during how to write an elegy to mister son
describing, how aye felt enervated with run
hills of beaming solar rays, oh how none
synthetic drug to bathe,
enhance, suffuse away mon
day moody blues,
and now...gotta tend tummy ***
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
Simplicity
is difficult to construct
It comes naturally
or doesn't .
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 10:49 PM UTC
I fought my inhibitions
but nature pulled through
Breaking barriers of what if's
unclothing all those hidden thoughts
Naked and free, I bashfully
bathed in my liberty
succumbing to all things "now"
For I have found beauty
in the "momentary"
and the naturally
inevitable
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 2:53 AM UTC
Blood Red ********
By, Tommy W.
Man is there
In the night
Sitting and waiting to fight
No good thoughts
Or good times
Just making a plan for the next big crime
Dark and evil
Not very nice
They act as if you’re head lice
You have been found
You hear a bullet **** by
Prepare to die
For your friends and for your family
Now they have come for you
Just because you’re a Jew
The world is unfair
These men are full of disdain
You’ve seen them beat children with a cane
So many taken
Full of hatred and sorrow
You know there will be no tomorrow
The men are closing in
You close your eyes
And think about their network of spies
Why haven’t they been stopped?
Is the world that uncaring?
I see their eyes staring
Their ignorance is killing us
As they watch their television
Full of indecision
By the time help arrived
It was too late
All of us Jews had met our fate
Countries watched from afar
With fear of standing out
Consumed with self doubt
Once they realized what they had done
They could wait no more
The allied powers went to war
Millions killed
The second world war
Blood and gore
The world remembers
The pain and death
Of how many will not take another breath
Yet history repeats itself
More wars are fought
Bodies in the fields rot
Are we naturally good?
(Short pause)
I guess not.
Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC
She walks...
Not like the others,
She walks slowly
Naturally, heavenly.
She doesn't run,
She doesn't need to
Because she already knows
That she wants you.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 4:38 PM UTC
I don't have to think about anything in particular when I write about you, I guess flattering you with words is an instinct
Like the leaves falling in autumn, my hand flows naturally while capturing photos of you in sentences.
Like a Christian mom prays for her children every night, and see the blessings the next day, you presence does the same without the help of a higher power
and it feels like you're the only sense I have.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC