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Two ancient eagles often meet
free and high, celebration dancing our death spiral or mating dance.

Flying over this weeping willow forest lands we found
Our white willow tree bark healing properties own
salicylic acid relieving pains and inflammations.  

Our beautiful pendular branches, the weeping willow trees of us, symbols of fertility are; out willow trees grow best by side roads by body of water rivers lakes, or ponds. And us special eagles, mate by the sea.

And like us our willows of life attract scary snakes, but also birds bees butterflies, cocoons moths many diverse birds make a home in us. Our willow trees seem to hide a fertil sadness within.

In our roots, creatures find habitat restauration erosion control and perfect ******* growth of 6 to 8 inches length.

Our willow trees filter poisons grows quickly and live longer with a human touch like ours.

Our weeping willow tree established root systems decontaminating water and soil.

Raindrops drip down our leaves. My weeping is called pillow P**y willow tree.

When our weeping tree grows largest it casts a grave size shadow and a family member goes supernovae or so it's written.

Thank you my weeping willow tree, sweet poet mine for placing baby blankets under our weeping willow tree.

Your invitation uncovered accepted loved and cherished eternally.

To the one poet Sonnet 75 my
True love, this one honors the day my smile captured thine heart, my weeping willow my everything beloved.
~~~
Inspired by a tree of life planted in my honor once upon a time.
~~~

By: Mr And Mrs Andrews
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 Dec 2023 Karijinbba
Akta Agarwal
Vaam ang m gaura viraje.....
Neelkanth tripurari..........
har har sambhu....... 
jai jai sambhu..... 
shiv shiv sambhu...... 
bhola ki mahima niyari h...... 


Dham iski Kassi h..... 
Samshano ka yh wassi h..... 
Nar, nag, yash, gandarv hi nhi esko dhyate aghori aadhivasi h..........
har har sambhu...... 
jai jai sambhu......... 
shiv shiv sambhu....... 
bhola ki mahima niyari h........ 


Kaalo ke yeh kaal h........
Kehelate mahakaal h.........
Lambe ghanhere enke baal h...........
Phente yh baago K chaal h........
har har sambhu....... 
jai jai sambhu.........
shiv shiv sambhu.......
bhola ki mahima niyari h........ 


Om Namah Shivaay......... 
Om Namah Shivaay.........
Om Namah Shivaay..........
Om Namah Shivaay......
Har Har Mahadev..............
About lord Shiva
I am really getting tired
about all the NGO calls
for donations & support
after natural catastrophes
etc.

why
are the local/regional/national authorities
who administer taxpayer money
unable to handle the situation?!?!
130 mass shootings
    in the first three months
      of. 2023

lately on the average
50 people are shot dead
    every day
in the land of the free and the brave

since 2020
gunshot wounds
have become the primary cause
of death among children and teenagers

why people
would want to live in a land like that
I do not know
guns death USA
mirror, mirror on the wall ...
what the hell happened?!?
 Dec 2023 Karijinbba
Nitin Pandey
a winds arrived, from a far,
touched me, with own's war.
#thought
It's the fifth checkmate. I’m gathering such rich lyrics, organizing them in order to capture that image of the holy you, while you are hovering over my melancholic mind like a brilliant baby angel, delving gently with your holy fingertips into my memories, extracting the tender hallowed lullabies and gospels I used to distract dread with, and archiving some critical sores deeply into the rigid absent-mindedness of mine. Your portrait is bursting out of my soul like a fresh era, tempting my verses to leap out of my lines; it’s another uncertain obligation. Words down there, still conscious, for the sake of better refuge. Poems are shimmering, shivering, and blinking in every corner of this attempt. My soul wandering around, sinking in each corner for a better rhythmic choice, how many poetic soul do I need to cover this perfect divine of yours inside of my belief.
 Nov 2023 Karijinbba
Ryan O'Leary
I. N. R. I.

   Is it time to pull that Insignificant

Nazarethian Redundant Irrelevant

                from the cross?

                          †
why is love such a difficult task
hard to capture
harder to grasp
it calls to you from a lover once yours
as you aimlessly stare from your silence
on these shores
how did it fade into something routine
yet hollow your heart
when it
left
lots of questions - rarely answers
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