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Beauty of a Sunset
Sitting on top of the mountain I was exclaiming at the beauty of a sunset I wouldn't want a life without nature in it. Now as I age I face far greater limitations, I felt so many varieties of emptiness lately. I need to block the meaningful communication, and be willing to become transformed to ignore what my ego is saying, and listen to my soul. I have but one dream that's my family, one heart that's me in them with them no matter wherever they are, near or far we will reach that star, we will spend much time as a family, it never happened . My life is sad although I did nothing that bad to deserve to live, as lonesome as it can get. I yearn to live a life where all is bright and everything is alright before losing my insight. That is why unfortunately my choices and options became more limited. Living in the past I had to learn how to live my life with those restrictions, imposed on me due to our financial circumstances, because of the sixteen years of war in our country. My heart is homeless escaped to lay on a pavement, beg a passer by offer a tissue to wipe away the unspoken, that was hiding in me for years. Oh! twister, whirl me strongly towards spring showers, wet my brain with a drop of water to surface intact, accept that my loneliness is doomed. Alone I am. Therese Bacha 14 September 2014 Contest for PD. A poem never put in a contest before.
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