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In me, the flames
of conflict has me in pain
Mind, body and soul

I look to the sky
And I see your helping hands
That now calms my storms
Thank you for all the kind comments and messages on my poem, Phoenix.
Especially Pagan Paul and Sue!
I'm grateful for the helping hands.
Lyn ***
See the stars that dreams
of a life of true meaning
And full of wonders
Though hurting, I'm still dreaming!
The road was all mud
she slipped with the drizzle
and you couldn't tell
the color she wore
but her big awed eyes
colored the land in all colors
making her lose breath
gazing at every little thing
till over the noise of lightning
boomed her father's voice
be fast girl before the rain is harder
when she would run for his hand
and slip again and again
counting fun at every fall
her eyes a glowing island
from the mud scarred face.

Once in the market
the man gave her a good wash
little knowing she was drenched
with all the dreams
eyes could ever see.
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Educate yourself,
Because what you're taught at school,
Is half the story.
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We all suffer from,
Emotional arguments,
Our hearts are fragile.
The blue moonlight is winking
                                over the cool ocean and I am
                  wrapped in shadows

The howling winds will soon
                                 emerge and calm the grumble
  of the earth.

  I can hear the humans laugh,
                                walking side by side, hand in
                                             hand, and the light of the moon        
            caresses the sands

           How each of their steps commands
                                   nothing but passion and in my
                                           own small arms, are still and tiny    
griefs          

             The night spreads around smoothly
                                      and the skies are full of birds pre-
                                destined to pass and reach the
Heavens      

      There I am, in the sea, seeing the
                                    humans dance happy upon the
                                               sands. So many lives, so many            
       stories above...

With no notion of the stories, light and dark,
that lay below.
Somewhat of a continuation of my poem, Phoenix
I'm still feeling a little low but not as low as yesterday which is why I haven't posted much today. But I wanted to say thank you to everyone. For the kind messages both public and privately. Shout-out to Sue and Pagan Paul in particular but I am grateful and love you all.
Truly x.
I'm sorry for my...emotional breakdown.
Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day and I can get myself back on track
with each passing day.
Love you all. Thanks so much for 122 followers! ^-^
Be back soon!
Lyn ***
I don’t care
What y’all think
I’m Stronger then you know
So just keep judging me
Make your jokes
Make fun of me
Again, I don’t care
What y’all think
I do this for me
Fiction or fantasy
May not work for you
But it definitely works
Just fine for me
Holding a penny in your hand
Making a wish as you toss it into a fountain

Candles lit on your birthday cake
Making a wish as you blow them out

Seeing a shooting star in the sky
Making a wish as its flying by

Holding a wishbone with someone you love
Making a wish as you break it together

Seeing a rainbow in the sky
Making a wish, counting to 10, is it still there

Many ways to make a wish.....

         Have any of your “wishes”
                                                Come true?
 Jul 2018 Krishnapriya
Lily
She was allergic
To pollen, but she jumped in
Flowers anyways.

She was terrified
Of thunderstorms, yet she was
A storm of her own.

She said she didn't
Know how to love, yet she loved
Him to perfection.
I’m
A
Little
Stressed
But
Nonetheless
I
Am
Happy
On
The
Progress
That
Have
Made
Even
If
It
Causes
Just­
A
Little
Stress
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