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With such longings
With much strife
My heart mutters lies,

Take my belongings
Take my life
My soul flutters... flies!
I've been gone a long time... life's been distracting me from HP. I still think of my friends here, and wish I could be more a part of this community...

This poem is just an observation upon how we can be distracted from what REALLY matters. Our eternal destiny.
 Mar 2019 Philipp K J
uv
As a mom
 Mar 2019 Philipp K J
uv
As a mom..
you always need to be prepared
As a mom ..
you need to make sure your expressions are well read.
As a mom ..
you need your baby well fed.
As a mom..
lack of tissues is a subject of dread.
As a mom..
less is always more said.
Motherhood is a form of poetry
U learn and u teach
And you enjoy everything in your reach.
 Mar 2019 Philipp K J
Elena
Life is an accelerator
But I hate her
She trips on words
And works my nerves

Life pushes me away from you
Begged her not to
Indeed I lost
To sting the wasp

Life yelped in rhetorical ways
Pocket of space
When questions soar
In masking roars

Life cried herself to sleep last night
Polluting sight
As stars dim out
With clouds of doubt.
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