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Blue Sapphire,
Is what I admire,
The Inspirations, and Loyalty
Is what will transpire,
Such a rare, and exquisite stone,
From which beauty is shown,
of the mysteries, and value,
of its virtue is known,
just blue as the skies,
Up so very high,
That Shimmers, and
Sparkles,
a beauty to ones eyes,
a stone you want to see,
as blue as the seas,
a jewel to just love,
made for you, and for me


B.R.
Date: 8/12/2025
๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ณ๐”ฆ๐”ข๐”ด ๐”ฃ๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ช ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ ๐”ฒ๐”ญ ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ฎ๐”ฒ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”Ÿ๐”ฉ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ฅ,
๐”๐”ฌ๐”ณ๐”ข ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ฆ๐”ซ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ž๐”ฆ๐”ฏ, ๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ด๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ฌ๐”ซ'๐”ฑ ๐”ข๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐”ก๐”ฌ ๐”ช๐”ฒ๐” ๐”ฅ,
๐”š๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฑ ๐”ž ๐”ฐ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ, ๐”ž๐”ซ ๐”ž๐”ฃ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ซ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ,
๐”๐”ฆ๐”ฃ๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฃ๐”ข, ๐”ฃ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ ๐”ฃ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ ๐”ค๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฑ ๐”ž๐”ฃ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ซ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ฐ๐”จ๐”ถ, ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ฐ๐”จ๐”ถ ๐”ฐ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ข๐”ฐ ๐”ฐ๐”ฌ ๐”Ÿ๐”ฏ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ,
๐”‰๐”ž๐”ฏ ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ๐”ฃ ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”จ๐”ถ, ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ซ๐”ฌ ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ถ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ™
๐”…๐”ข๐”ฑ๐”ด๐”ข๐”ข๐”ซ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ข๐”ฐ, ๐”ถ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข, ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข, ๐”ž ๐”ฑ๐”ถ๐”ญ๐”ข, ๐”ž ๐”จ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ก.
Written July17,2025
๐”ข๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ถ ๐”ฃ๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ด๐”ข๐”ฏ, ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฃ๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ด๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ฐ ๐”ก๐”ฌ ๐”ค๐”ฆ๐”ณ๐”ข,
๐”ข๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐”ฐ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ด๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ญ๐”ฉ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ก,
๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข ๐” ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”ข๐” ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ก ๐” ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข๐”ฐ,
๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ซ ๐”ฃ๐”ฆ๐”ฉ๐”ฉ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”ด๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ถ,
๐”ฐ๐”ฌ๐”ฉ๐”ก ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐”ฆ๐”ซ ๐”ฌ๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ž๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข,
๐”ฐ๐”ด๐”ฆ๐”ช๐”ค๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ฉ๐”ข๐”ฃ๐”ฑ ๐”ก๐”ฌ๐”ก๐”ค๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฏ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ,
๐”š๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฑ ๐”Ÿ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ถ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ข๐”ฐ๐”ฐ๐”ข๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ฆ๐”ซ ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฃ๐”ข,
๐”ž ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฃ๐”ข๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ช๐”ข, ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข ๐” ๐”ฉ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฏ, ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข๐”ฐ ๐”ถ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ ๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ณ๐”ข, ๐”Ÿ๐”ข-๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ก,
๐”ž ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ช๐”ข๐”ฏ, ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐” ๐”จ ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐” ๐”จ,
โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฉ๐”ด๐”ž๐”ถ๐”ฐโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ
Written: June 18, 2025
that place with comforting as theme overriding,
essentials of dream, complex, shelter, cocoon,
which/whether, almost irrelevant,
if and or,
don't matter when you are at home,
light, fierce sun rays eyes filled,
moonlight stars invading one's composure
now!
time
to alight, feet on the grounding,
rain,
pelting, not an inhibitor to the poem
in me, its resonating drumming me up,
to a beating, a lyric, a thyme of rhyme,
fragrantly repeating in my head, home,
home is where the flagrant poems are
born, delivered by no midwife, from
the ***** of my entirety, all five sensoria,
commanded by multiple generals on
different battlefields, coordinating a
battle plan, exhale, attack, coordinate,
brain, eye, smell, movement, urgency,
taste, words gushed, light emitted from
the fingertips, you cannot write as fast
as required, you, self, afired, and afeared,
losses will be greater than expected, but
no matter when we carry the tide behind
us, sweeping the obstacle of ego, pinging
pain, the hesitation that collapses courage,
ohย god, oh me, be brave, lead me into the
breach,
the hole, the aperture that will allow a totality
of me to exit, to escape, to compose, p r o p o s e,
the confines of my uncontrollable uncontained
unconscious natured being and fervent annouce,
on this day,
this poem shall be
written in its fulfilling, exiting fulsomeness,
&
entirety,
and let me rise, raise up, lift and shout,
one more last time, like the first time, praise and glory,
hallelujah to the parts of me that gifted me this
poem in-the unity-of-unison, uncensored, un~
inhibited and finalized momentarily perpetual,
with an amen amendment offered up too all and to
meโ€ฆ
amen, amen, amen
and let us rise up to morrow and once more,
write up to ride to birth the essentials of my next
homebound
be-ing
8/18/25
LA, CA
 Aug 16 The Romantic
Jayami
I dream of you desperately
I picture my arms around you tightly,
my face buried in your chest;
begging you to melt my frozen tears away...

though my limbs waver when I think of you,
I'd **** for you to seize me when I least expect it
 Aug 16 The Romantic
Jayami
Surrounded by the murkiest shades of grey
I find myself torn, lost and dazed
A heart forlorn, longing for the blissful days
Of just black and white, so plush and plain.
How will you know
what I feel for you,
for you have no access to my heart?
How will you know
when my heart breaks,
for it will not make any sound?
How will you hear
if my heart calls out your name,
for the voice of my heart is silent?
How will you know
that I am gone,
for you have no access to my home?
How will you answer me
if I don't ask?
How will you meet me
if I die?
In a quiet cafe nook, where soft light streams,
A maid I saw, the subject of my dreams.
Her eyes, behind the glass, in a gentle gleam,
A timeless coastline, a poetic, vivid theme.
Her tender hands, a touch that calls to me,
In silent grace, a hidden yearning I see.
Her lips, a taste of paradise so sweet,
A tale of beauty, that time canโ€™t defeat.
A book she holds, where thought takes wing and flies,
Her face a greeting, where all beauty lies.
And past the glass, while coffee scents ascend,
My wandering soul to your sweet image tends.
 Aug 13 The Romantic
Amelia
How can someone just accept the fact that this time, when you finally embrace love, it backfires? You lost the love the first time it appeared and did not fight for love when it reached out to you. Alas, when you thought youโ€™re ready, love turn out to be a fool, disguised a lot.

Take that pill, itโ€™s over. Love, as you know it, no longer values you.
At the end of the day, I lost. I have to keep lying to myself or just accept the fact love wasnโ€™t ever really present.
I thank the Gods these days
For letting me pace through this haze;
I thank the alcohol
For letting me forget how much I used to adore:
The abuse you put me through,
For softening my cruel hue.
I bear these cuts,
The bruises and the glass shards,
You placed around my heart,
You pulled my soul apart.
Now I am meant to forget
To forgive and play pretend
That I'm a fair woman
We suffer, it's all so normal.
Let me forget:
That I've cursed you to your death bed.
And if it ever comes
Forgive me,
For I cannot hide
The laughs and the pain I hid inside.
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