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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Purpose fuels passion Excerpt from the anthology! A dry quiet day, withered with cold... Seasons change, the sky so white, is it really snow Who knows, or probably it raining ice water. The sense of the rain is easy to be heard, different of course From the water out of the tap nor shower. The blue light flashing out in the store house, The significant joy from a woman’s heart, could You really tell whether she was happy or not. She chuckles all by herself and smiles in disguise, Maybe she hath seen it all, what might be her passion… The scent feels good to her, is it how she should feel or she probably was fooled? The question remains unanswered The sudden change of the season is to blame, clueless A sudden shake, head or heart She must have realized or imagined something Are her instincts right or probably mistaken She questions the misery nobody But yet finds no answer, Will she ever finds what she wants? At the moment her intense desire is help… The pain of not knowing what her outcome will be Haunts her till she decides to return back to the blue light She cries in distress, until a voice advance to where she was standing, She thought she might be dreaming, but she remembered the Wise man’s word with a deep voice whispering (the joy is in the heart covered With passion and fruit of its fuel, a mouthwatering scent gushing all over your lips)... Why can’t you feel or taste a thing? Its clear isn’t it? She wakes up in moody terms, questioning how much she’s worth Does it all matter? She walks on the pathway right to the flashing light, Still searching for answer, but with a heart like hers, She finds it hard to get what she desires, (FAITH) Enjoy!i!
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