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 Mar 2021 Walter W Hoelbling
Mari
Your words
shape themselves
into blades and knives
and carve
deep into my heart,
the places I didn't know
existed.
Should I be glad that
I found new places
or
sad that I'm hurt?
I was doing fine,
in the dark
Little light,
with no spark
Like an angel ,
disguised as a full moon
you gave me hope of light
On every afternoon
Oh! We walked together in the
Paradise of sunshine, and
Always beating the hands of time
Your Love was the gift
I wouldn't ask for, before
The past called,
Inclined your ear
Fear rose, Then
You left me broken in the dark
@2021-03-30
We expect kindness from god,
We expect love from our close ones,
We expect care from our friends,
We expect time from our children,
We expect respect for everyone,
We expect the return of what we have given may it can be love, money, care, respect or family,
But sometimes we also do expect sympathy,
Why do we expect sympathy?
Or,
Why do we have so many expectations.
It is said that don't expect anything from anyone till your last breath
Because expectations from anyone will give you the biggest threat of life,
But don't know why do we expect!
Expectations makes people weak and sad.
Sometimes it brings tears in someone's eyes,
But then also we have lot of expectations don't know why?
We know it hurts to expect something from someone but then also we can't help it.
Why do we have so many expectations?
I wake up eager for that first coffee
that early morning cigarette
and that smile across the table
hidden behind a book
but I can still see it, my love
through those off-white pages
words swirling about your face
I can still see that smile that melts my heart
like syrup on a summer’s day
 Mar 2021 Walter W Hoelbling
Emma
Everyone has a book.

Every single book is still incomplete until the day that its owner expires.

Some of us have nice, clean books on the outside.
"What a nice book, I bet it hasn't been through too much, it's in such great condition."

Open it.
Go on.

Read their story, will you?
What does it say?

Every book is worth reading.

The most beautiful ones are the saddest ones you will ever read.

So.
Tell me.
What writing lies within your book?
I had a few friends who lived
Around me
They sent out a search party
Which found me
After noticing I’d been gone for so long
I find death difficult to deal with
that's why I write about it so often
and it is so often around, somewhere.
instant replay
de ja vu
splitting the atom

a blade of grass
knows the secret to the Universe

a baby cries for milk
star dust
from the Milky Way

on the edges of reason
animals are becoming extinct
freewill choices
education

limited knowing
knowing nothing(enlightenment)

believing
in love.
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