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I write unto you hearts that yearn
Yearn for pure love that's rare to find
Don't frate cause there's a time for everyone
And it's the rarest of love that takes time to find
I know your hearts are unconsolable
I know you beyond hurt, you empty
That's why you long for someone that understands
It can be hard but don't give up, we all need love
That's why no matter the number of failed attempts
Or the endless list of rejection
You still give yourself a chance
Hoping to feel and be alive, cause just how the heart is
I write unto you hearts that are learning
Learning that it takes effort to love
And it takes will to stay in love
For it's not easy to make two people want something
I know that you'll heal from the pain
I know you'll heal from who hurt you
But you should also heal of you
Cause you've taken the blame long enough
Go out today and start a new chapter
Meet new people and start a conversation
Your love awaits in the many faces around
You just need to follow your guts more, your heart has had enough
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Divine feeling in heart of attraction
It’s nothing but Devine love of vision
Love is only love with or without reason
may be with or without possession
Chaste love rests in cool mind’s region
Love a great chapter of life, it’s God’s creation
Love is composed of only “four words”
So nice, so worthy in this human World
Love is a kind of nice passion
always boosts up by giving inspiration
saves from loneliness suffocation
silently lies in heart's horizon
That life is a struggle, there's no denying
when the distance between light and dark
is just one misstep across the boundary line
Problematic for mankind since time began
Prompted by the reminder of crows flying
I have need to heed his words in the great book
There's truth there to find courage and strength
Armor and shield to prepare me for the fight
In chapter and verse I found it when I searched
for the way out, a way to escape the sea of madness
I pray not to get lost in the dark swells I abhor
It's the only way to assure my soul's salvation
Ravens roost there, in a forest of leafless trees
where damnation spills its virulent seeds
There, in the shadows of the valley of death—
like carrion for the picking, is how they see me
Blackguard avians wanting to spread their disease
Beady eyes following me as I walk through the mist
Waiting like vultures for me to take my last breath
To save myself from plight of battle and eternal death
I pray to defeat the demons crying out for me,
concentrate on the consciousness of mind over matter
and denounce the thought of "What will be, will be."
I must avoid the darkness for in its shadows, sings
the ruthless caws of ravens, fluttering their black wings
I've come to despise the sound of their beastly cries
Behind me the sound arises again, that baleful cawing
and ominous sight; the murder of crows taking flight
Overhead, they squawk a challenge with talons clawing
but I will face the soulless demons that tyrannise me
To their offers of temptation, I vow never to succumb
for a sin it would be to forsake my will to remain free
“That which has been described as being like ether is indeed like ether. That is Consciousness, blameless, omniscient, and perfect. It does not move about on the earth or dwell in fire. It is not blown by the wind or covered by water. Space is pervaded by It, but It is not pervaded by anything. It is existing within and without. It is undivided and continuous.”
With these verses we enter waters deep,
since the reference is to boundless space,
piercing which we take a consciousness leap,
for through its pores shines God’s magical grace,
our home, towards which our steps we retrace.
All that is manifest springs from God’s will,
Who may be known when we choose to be still,
whereupon we see we are one with Him,
love, light and bliss perched on soul’s window sill,
as we sing to God a prayerful hymn.
Years of togetherness now lead us apart.
Desks remain untouched, pages left unturned, charts unread.
Dust blankets everything, forgotten in time.
A new path unfolds.
Laughter echoes through empty walls,
Curtains cling to memories long gone.
The ceiling seems to hold those smiles,
As if everything is still alive.
A new journey begins.
Writing boards erased, markers cast aside,
Files grow old, shelves stand silent.
Awaiting fresh stories, new memories to be made,
A future ready to be written.
Yet the spirit of learning moves forward,
A new academic year will arrive.
With laughter, new faces, and open hearts,
We forge new memories in the making.
And so a new voyage starts,
Writing another chapter in the dairies of time.
Brave, courageous and calm are words that describe this girl,
easygoing is my way but I am a curious kitty, an open-minded person.
Inquiring and spontaneous and I can really laugh at myself and do,
nurturing and loving, just ask my friends, trustworthy, a real good listener.
Give me a compliment and I am polite (my parents drilled that into me.)
Honorable, honest and hopeful are traits that I consider most admirable.
Until my end, I accept- that being human, of course I will make mistakes but,
my life is peaceful and spiritual and each chapter in my book meaningful.
Adventurous, fearless and confident is the way I face each new day.
no one is more charismatic, friendly- oh gosh I really do seem to like being me.
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July 5, 2016
Poetry/Acrostic/Being Human
Copyright Protected, ID 16-1010-717-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Colonel Orenthal Thaddeus Simpson
A gentleman of confidence and ambition, whose impression superimposed upon the common folk, a speech concerning absolute existence and the result of it. A self-built and well-constructed plane is valueless if it is without an engine, wings or instrumentalities and the sheer will-power to keep it airborne. Speak it into existence. Don't just dream it, but make your dream your future reality! That is the difference between dreamers and achievers! You can talk all you want, but it won't get you to the sky where your dreams are! You're gonna have to build yourself a well-constructed plane and sore into the sky on not gas but your ambition, confidence, and belief! I am unwavering on this concept for I, myself, is inherent of possibilities simultaneously cast into existence by minds equal in nature its ability to touch the Heavens and its untapped vast wonders just waiting for exposure sake. It is far too long to be in the foddered muck and mire festering in the realm of "not to be". In Heaven's light, reveal thy true selves "to be", anticipants for the succeeding evolution of human development. Our minds will be the next chapter, our bodies, the next verse to be read, in a novel world yet to be written . . .
2020 February 13
*3rd Place*
STRAND SELECT O ,any form ,any theme
~~Brian Strand
No matter how much they tried
No matter how many voice effects
How many sound tracks
How many heart and soul they put in their work
It will never
It can’t be
They won’t be able to perform
To act
To visualize the images the author has drew
Into the reader’s mind
The affections, the feelings
The author sent to the reader’s heart
To the reader’s mind, heart and soul
A book is a combination of letters
Written for a reason
A reader is a combination of ideas
Thought about
A book which is not a movie
Can express what is more than images
What is softer than music
What is exciter than tales
A book which is not a movie
Has the power to attract
The rope to pull
The reader closer
To what is in the next chapter…
Once upon a time…
A girl named Rapunzel was born
Everyone liked her that much
For she had beautiful magic
Behind her glowing hair
She grew up with the King
Fed by the powerful Queen
She had everything in life
Endless beauty and fame
But suddenly turned out
To a one unlucky lad
Tasted the grudge of magic
She lost things in her hand
Once there was a witch
Who was ridiculed by Rapunzel
She threw a pail on her head
Laughed by her royalty peers
The angst in witch’s heart
Reaches the peak of the sky
So she cursed Rapunzel
Turned her hair into broom
Her life was messed up
She woke up in morning
Screeching like a fast car
When everyone saw her
They were all screwed up
The glow of her hair
Turned to bunch of nightmare
She lost her beauty and fame
They ran away from Rapunzel
Her grief was endless
She almost forgot what happiness was
But one thing she realized
She made the great mistake
Started to think from day to night
Who made the curse?
The burden of her life
Didn’t want to carry forever
She went to bunch somewhere
Wore best apology to whom she hurt
Till she said sorry to witch
Her life was changed forever
Tears fell on Rapunzel’s cheeks
Begging for forgiveness
The witch then decided
To break the worst curse
But one condition was given
What should Rapunzel choose?
Her glowing beautiful hair?
Or giving up her beauty?
Suddenly blacked out
Wait for the next chapter
Love on board
The seas can’t separate our commitment for each other
Through the challengers that so be
It’s our love being you and me
Guided through the storms of final chapter
Love will always live ever after
Devoted shall remain
Ida & Isidore Strauss, partners to Mr. Rowland Hussey Macy of the Macy’s Department Store Organization were aboard the Titanic
Their love ever and always strong
When fate hit the Titanic, the vessel that was unsinkable became unthinkable
History that was became to an end
The ship’s crew had requested women and children board the Life boats, but Ida refused and stated with a discerning voice, “Love brought us together, and we shall die together”
Their love was truly connected like no other
Souls for the seas
Their love transported through the breeze
Danger into the atmosphere
Ida and Isidore Strauss spirit transcends in always a preserver.