I'd rather smile than cry in front of you
I'd rather cry than wait for you
I'd rather read than sing for you
I'd rather write than talk to you
I'd rather dream than actually face you
I'd rather sleep than dream about you
I'd rather be everything without you than watch the red string evaporate with you.
I might write letters to you or mean words to rattle the cage of a soul in despair and be THROUGH
I might play an unknown tone like a deal with the devil, like a tear on a keynote, on a piano.
I will play for you.
Once or twice I might end up dreaming a faceless you-
The soft winter, cold water, warm sunshine and leaning against you under the blanket i quietly crawled into-
I will see you
But I 'd always be everything without you than believe in another lifetime with you.
It's hard to believe
that only five months ago
you and I were strangers.
Now we feel closer
than family
meeting in the middle
of infinity,
Finding in each other
the friend we have ached for
in need and in darkness
becoming each other's light
shining bright
at precisely the right time...
My Anam Cara
My dear friend
What a joy to meet you
As my heart begins to mend.
There's a touch of magic
in how this came to be,
a rescuing of something deep
that I didn't know needed saving.
Entering this unknown realm
my heart widens in awe -
This forever friendship
our privileged newfound bond
unique and emotional,
powerful and strong...
My Anam Cara
My dear friend
What a joy to meet you
As my heart begins to mend.
At a time of vulnerability
a weary, confused soul
found in you a reason
why happy tears can roll.
We share instinctive understanding
our likes and humour too.
What I'm trying to say is,
"I deeply appreciate you!"...
My Anam Cara
My dear friend
What joy to meet you
As my heart begins to mend.
My Anam Cara
My dear friend
You've found lodging in my heart
with a hug that has no end.
I'm finally writing to you a lifetime too late.
I'd hoped to catch you but, sadly, you couldn't wait.
Couldn't wait for me to take a moment out of a busy day,
To let you know I'm thinking of you, and call without delay.
There's a hundred things I wanted to say but nothing came your way,
So I need to write this letter, through tears I brush away.
You were always 'there' for me until the day I knew,
It was time for me to move on and say goodbye to you.
You saw my off on life's adventure when I was young and free.
I know you felt trepidation but nothing frightened me.
I still have that last letter that you wrote to me in French.
I read it often now but my longing it can't quench.
You signed with hugs and kisses and called me your own.
I was serving in the Army then and feeling quite alone.
I need to tell you 'thank you' for being my friend and more.
I feel I lost a mother and my life has closed a door.
If it pleases God, I pray someday to reunite with you.
Until then, I guess these words put to pen will have to do.
Je vous embrasse bien fort.
“A friend loves at all times...” ~ Proverbs
Lord, as I think about my friend,
my prayer is for You to sustain her
with Your comfort that never ends . . .
Lord, as I think about my friend,
I pray Your love and healing send —
oh! remind her You’ll never leave her!
Lord, as I think about my friend,
my prayer is for You to sustain her
Your presence hums along from afar sweet and strong
Thanks for being with me, sharing time all day long
Your laugh catches the eye charming one’s reflection
But no image comes back, your mask a deflection
Reading between the lines: see the heart of your reign
Your color is so dark, full of shackles and pain
Thus to make you happy—or satisfied with me
Your back will be covered so please don’t you worry,
Your atmosphere sparkles as you step into sight
Dignity of a doll, inspired as a light
Our chats are a pleasure to debate all questions
And wrong disagreements are mended with reason
Thanks for being my friend, thank you for being you
Sorry if I look cold, actually I like you
You are my sanctuary in
human form-
an unwavering solace when
the world feels discordant
and too loud.
You possess a rare
luminosity, the kind of
empathy that doesn't just
sympathize,
but bears witness. You
metabolize my uncertainties
into courage, and transmute my
ordinary moments into something
incandescent.
In you I've found a steadfast
reciprocity :
a benevolent constancy
that asks for nothing, and
gives everything.
You are the gentle
interlocutor of my unspoken
thoughts,
the celebrant of my small,
improbable triumphs,
the quiet architect who
helped me rebuild when I
came undone.
With you, vulnerability isn't
a risk- it's a homecoming.
Your presence is a benediction.
Your loyalty, a masterpiece of
grace.
Thank you for being the
kind of friend who makes
my life feel more luminous,
more tenable, more beautiful.
I am profoundly grateful our
paths converged.
We don't talk anymore,
We don't meet anywhere,
Blocked from every screen,
Like we were never there.
I burned all the pictures,
Deleted your number too,
Buried every single memory,
That reminded me of you.
The tears have now dried up,
No more crying in the dark,
Between the two of us,
There is left no single spark.
Almost nothing remains,
We are worlds apart, it's true...Yet, what kind of love is this?
It just refuses to fade out of view.
You came into my life like a star
And filled my heart with joy
You took my pain as if it was yours
And gave me love that no one could.
You gave me a shoulder to cry on
You were my pillar when I was falling
You were my strength when I felt low
With your smile, you made my living on earth worthwhile
Your heart is kind, so amazing
A blessing, inside… my soul is praising
You’re a piece of the life, God gave
A life full of purpose, a chance so brave
Your soul is faithful, such sacrifice
A sweet smelling joy, heavenly spice
You’re a miracle of grace, God’s light
A murmur of love that feels so very right
Your story comes alive as dawn rises
A blessing of pure wonder always surprises
You’re a healing of the heaviest heart
A music poured out, a song that won’t depart
Your tenderness is like a breath of hope
A sweet ember of encouragement so I can cope
You’re a friend who is worthy of each honor
A promise that tells me all my fear is a goner
Your natural ability is to always inspire
A sincerity that reassures my wildest desire
You’re more than a blessing, I can’t describe
A blessing that is just what Jesus did prescribe
When I first met you, I didn’t realize
How your light could be brighter than sunrise
Now I know that you’re more than a friend
You’re assurance that my gratitude will never end!
Thank you, my friend – for all you’ve been
I’ve loved you since our friendship did first begin
Dear
No aim,
No ambition,
Lazy moments.
I have earned this simple, carefree life through my own honesty and hard work.
Let me be a humble, easygoing soul—dear to everyone, with all calling me their dear friend.
With love to all,
Jagdish Bajantri
Maya carried fire in her
Throat.
And elegance in her traverse
The kind of woman who
Could
Burna truth into the world
And still leave the room
Sensing like grace.
She didn't raise her voice-
She raised her standards,
Made people checked themselves
Before they nudged her name.
Her words walked in heels,
Her presence walked in purpose,
And her silence
Could humble a whole
Assembly
Without breaking a sweat.
Maya taught us
That class isn't softness-
It's Discipline,
It's dignity,
It's knowingwhen to speak
And when to let your legacy
Do the talking.
She lit fires
Without burning bridges,
Told truths
Without losing poise,
And rose
Without stepping on
Anyone
Who wasn't trying to hold
Her down.
And me?
I honor her every time I write
With backbone and polish,
Everytime I let my fire
Show
Without it scorch my class.
This is my ode-
Street rooted,
Fire forged,
Class carried-
To Maya Angelou,
The woman who proved
That rising
Is an art form.
CHI MERICA EH
CHI PRESS WHITE HOUSE U.S. NAY
COMRADE TRUMP THEY SAY
Don't judge me
For you know it's true
This moment connects
Me to you
You may refute
You may rebuke
As quietly
The table shook
But tell me this
As tears we cry
Releasing joy
You can't deny
As biome sings
It's tuneful rumble
While friends are sharing
Apple crumble
A deeper note
Can oft be heard
Beneath the failing
Of the word
Reality
Robots know not
Oh how this act
Just hits the spot
To summarise
As you're still here
Despite the awkward
Social fear
We celebrate
This quality
Our gaseous, imperfect
Humanity
So don't be shy
As you're about
You can't withhold
So let it out
A knowing nod
To passers by
You're just like me
We can't deny
You are a wild flower
Potted and constrained
You should be in a meadow
Where the sunlight is unstrained
The breeze should blow you gently
Not storms that rattle by
Those petals shouldn't curl and hide
Your beauty from the eye
I wish that I could carry you
And plant you where you'd be
That beautiful wild flower that
You were always meant to be
outcasts
orphans
they found home in each other
always together
never far
Distance was never a problem
Two peas in a Pod
those twos
they have been friends since forever
people would pair them up
while they tried to catch the train
life flew by in the same manner
Distance became a problem
she got into science
while he got into art
she was practical
always thinking
he was delusional
always writing
playing pranks
while she got into trouble
trying to get him out
playing keep away with her glasses
while she punches him in the gut
she could bear anything but his tears
while he could bear anything but her anger
losing her, his only fear
Now do you think distance could be an obstacle
writing was his passion
while she was his need
c'mon
letters they wrote everyday
regardless of the weather
Now people will twist it
by saying it was love letters
but should i tell you what was written in them
I am getting married
you better attend
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