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 May 2015 Valora Brave
Coby
Time
 May 2015 Valora Brave
Coby
Time.
Where does time go?
Time flies, nobody knows.
Once time is wasted, it is Something you can never get back.
Only way to bring back time is through memories, tapes, videos..
Alot changes through time. Things, people, the way we see things, as ourselves also change.
Even when times are different, the history will never change.
Time is precious, should never be wasted.
Quick write, release some boredom
Time is ticking away.
The watch-chain sways in time:
Swinging and sweeping, weaving and waving.
They watch as time ticks on.

The sun is shining down.
The watch-chain spangles in the sun:
Shimmering and shining, glittering and glowing.
They watch as time ticks on.

The darkness is coming quickly.
The watch-chain disappears in the dark:
Dimming and dulling, slowing and stopping.
They watch as time ticks on.

But time is ticking away. . .
Time,
it's all I ever need.
Time to love,
time to dance.
A time to everything.

As the days roll on
and time unfolds.
I look for time,
to feel whole.
I don't know.  Just felt like this poem was right.
If you have nothing to lose,treasure it
It's not easy finding something as precious as nothing
And you don't want to imagine how it feels like having nothing at stake
To kickstart the day with only the memories of the night in my head
To hold only two corners of the cover and lay the bed
To watch the ***** morning sun mount the sky
To savor the sweet orange rays and sigh
To kiss goodbye knowing it is just the start
To have total peace at heart
To phone her while still at work to find out how she is
To do the job with dedication and ease
To drive quite fast enough at the end of the day
To find her keeping her anger towards my delay
Dammed up and quite unsuccessfully at bay
To peck her forehead and kiss her lips and say
"Hey bush baby, ****** sorry I'm late
And even if I can't fathom how you feel I regret "
To see her eye lids twitch in passion and forgiveness
Juxtaposing her with the twilight uniqueness
To sow the seeds of humor and make her smile
In relief like the king Fishers from Victoria and River Nile
To hold her hand and walk her to our car
Ours because she healed every wound and scar
To take her to the awesome shopping malls
Buy her super Teddys and furry dolls
To then drive her home passing by the outskirts
To look her in the eyes bit by bit, as I slowly drive
To have my heart and mind alive
And a home filled with bloomed flower gardens
To have a shoulder that shares my burdens
To share all chores with her, right from laundry to cooking
To paint the world in letters while she's looking
And her glazing like smile on a laptop and paper
To save her warmth and care less about no hater
To watch the sun get consumed by the ravenous dusk unlike the dawn
To hold hands and watch the Milky way twinkle pawn
To consume every little moment of life and serenity
To have my first born take on my soccer club's name Chelsea
And watch it grow to a simple life by the Nile or by the sea
To bask down the boulevard holding hands toward eternity
To ask for the miracle of lasting forever
From God, to always live two together
To retire after two decades of success
In hardwork and start to tap the soul for access
To inspiration and do the best of the best
Of her paintings and I,my poetry while we rest
To have our little cottage and vegetables cast by the sea
To ride wheels of the rest of our life together, you see
That's what I feel my future lady and I deserve
To watch butterflies, evading fear of death by a warm fire
Telling myths and sweet stories to little ones till one by one we retire
According to me, that's a life lived, that's a dream, that's love
 May 2015 Valora Brave
Jan Harak
There is an island in the sky
flying high above
it is so beautiful
and yet untouched

Scorching the sky
and hiding the sun
it cares for nothing
it cares for no one

It's just a piece of rock
cold, heartless with no blood
did not love and did not care
was it ever even there?
 May 2015 Valora Brave
Chris
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If your kisses were music,

I’d forever be their harmony
There is only one word
That holds the entire truth
Speak love and you reveal
The deepest secret of this universe
Love is the building block
And the sacred foundation
Love will stand the test of time
One word holds the entirety
Walk into the tavern.
I order a shot and a beer.
Dimly lit bar but my eyes can see clear.
Drinking my whiskey and ale.
I'm biding my time.
Because intoxication for me is an equation for crime.
My plans for tonight don't include going away.
But I can't call them plans, I do this every day.
I sit back and get loose, avoid the gazes of strangers.

It's quarter to midnight and I'm nearly **** drunk.
I wonder if I'll ever get out of this funk.
Although I don't really want to, I love living like this.
Sitting at the dive bar in my half drunken bliss.
There's something serene about not being noticed. About sitting down, getting drunk,  and writing bad poetry. And not giving a **** about anyone else around.
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