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**Disclaimer: It might be said that the person who has been hurt the most has the most to teach, or the most to give as in to make someone's life a little better. Of course, that person must be willing to do just that. And maybe it is time to tell the person who has been hurt the most that we need to hear from you, because the fact that you are still here means you have a story to share.
Cheers to you public servant who work for the struggling masses.
Your hard work and compassion keeps us going.
Cheers to you who have been a rape victim and rose.
Your survival story can help the next victim carry on and carry through.
Cheers to you who have been the outcast and soared.
Your experiences can comfort the next outcast who feels scared.
Cheers to you who have cried in your lonely bed at night.
You too have experiences that will help the next person in line.
Even if you don't think your candle is bright,
others need the light you shine out of your hell.
She leaves bruises
like galaxies on my heart.
I look at her and I feel
the distant stars in her eyes,
pulling me into her orbit.
Is the fact that I'm falling
in love with her any big
surprise?
She's the morning sun, and
the evening star that shines
and whose light guides my way.
She comes and goes like a
streaking comet, although
I wish she'd always stay.
She is my night and when I'm
in her space I can hardly breathe,
her kiss steals all the oxygen. It's
an attraction with no reprieve.
She pulls me to her and breaks
my gravity, I can taste the
Stardust floating off her skin,
her breath steals mine and I'm
lost in in her constellation
making my head spin.
She finally releases me to dream
another day, of her and stars
and galaxies and head spinning
constellations oh so far away.
©SamHarty
You see,
Majority of my time is the concerned thought of,
You, with me.
A foolish fantasy,
A just and content concept of,
You, with me.
You see,
I’ve critiqued and brutally criticized myself thinking of,
You, with me.
Change in habits, self-harm,
Drained myself, mentally and physically, at the possibility of,
You, with me.
However, you’re blameless.
You see,
It’s my fault for ever thinking of,
You, with me.
For even hoping, at the tiniest of attention you give,
And to the minimal energy you pour out.
For following like a lost puppy whilst you lead me on.
For ever dreaming, and wishing to see,
You, with me.
You see,
Perhaps I’m a bit senile for,
I have YET to grasp the fact that,
We will never be.
Epilogue
(And now I have, the notion of us to EVER BE, devours me, as I’ve always preferred the relationship we had in my head to the one we HAD in reality.)
Aeilnorvy.S
SWEET
Sweet Noble Nature
with excellent resources
to learn and study.
Sweet can be one's life,
if proper care nurtures child
to grow up perfect.
Sweet is the friendship,
If friend jumps indeed in need.
Bond being tied both wise.
Sweetest is her child
to each Mom over World Wide.
Fact, universal.
The sweetest sentence
to speak to one or to hear,
‘I love you, My Dear.’
03/26/16
Contest 232 any form/theme max 16 lines by Brian Strand
Note how you feel when things go wrong,
Live with goodwill that makes you strong.
Intent fond ease with choice that acts,
Live that sure peace that honours tact.
Be deep and dear where joy frames mind,
Truth sparkles clear prompt touch that finds.
Know a pure grace that lives grand cheer,
Let courage trace wise will right here.
Do dare to act with a big heart,
Dream endows fact where true work arts.
In each affair where heart finds soul,
Body knows flair with mind made whole.
Know in each end a profound heart,
Sculpt then each trend as light streams start.
Leon Enriquez
12 February 2017
Singapore
As I sit here reminiscing about the past.
I realize that some things are just not meant to last.
Sometimes I wish we never met.
But then again, I know that life is full of disappointments, and I can't live with regret.
I have to move on and stand firm in my faith, no matter what they say.
I am grateful for another day.
Looking for peace within my heart.
After it has been torn apart.
Its hard to imagine a fresh start.
In fact, I know that happiness and joy will find me again.
No matter the amount of pain.
From these words I can't refrain.
What do I have left to gain?
Endless sorrow, looking forward to a brighter tomorrow.
Maybe it was all meant to end, this way, my dear friend.
There's no shame in failure, I will begin again, after your departure
Lessons learned, strength prevailed, hope not lost.
Not giving up, at a high cost.
Nothing lasts forever.
And that's why some people are not meant to stay, together.
Journey Journal Page
SPECTRUM, IDEAS
Ink stern words here that tell the tale,
Dream as touch seeds a feel that shows;
Etch a deep cheer that moves firm sale,
Apt that fond need to cast fine flow;
See in brisk stride a profound take.
Ask truth to cast a message plain,
Note as work glides a lasting make;
Dance first and last but not in vain.
Indulge pure heart what soul inspires,
Move thus due tense as act knows best;
Appoint clear art with bold attire,
Glimpse that sure sense where fact meets quest;
Ere time and space: a spirit still,
Soul beyond place in bliss that fills.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
10 January 2021
Singapore
I'll leave before the day I know you'll let me go
Because , you see, you have no idea how good I'm not for you
You put me on this pedestal where I know I don't belong
And yet, though I'm standing right in front of you, you can't seem to see how many pieces I'm broken into
Now sure, I may smile in your presence, laugh as if the world and everyone in it is like a dream come true
But that fact of the matter is, I haven't been happy in such a long time
And you may think that the reason I left was because something must have been wrong with you, but no, it's the other way around
How can I stay and have you fall in love with my false presentation
How can continue to allow you to put me up so high where I know eventually I will not meet your expectations
So, as I said before, I'll leave before the day you let me go
Leave so you will have this lasting impression of who you thought I was before I ruin it with who I truly am
I need you to remember me as someone I'll never be
Because if you found out who I really was, I would have never felt a love like what you've shown me.
...Even worse as his youngest grew bigger
he noticed things that had him quite alarmed,
the kid had blue eyes, Whitney’s had been brown,
his were brown too, he could not understand,
his facial features were not like Jerry’s,
he felt things he did not want to believe.
Jerry ignored it as long as he could,
but that dark thoughts just kept building in his head,
not long after his youngest had turned five,
to a doctor the young child was lead,
“Just for a check-up,”Jerry told the lad,
hoping against hopes the results weren’t bad.
But when it came back several weeks later
it became clear the youngest wasn’t his,
he knew that it must be Alan Price,
what other man would Whitney have lain with?
He told not the kid, that would be a crime,
but inside resentment burning in his mind.
He raged at his wife for betraying him,
and Alan Price for destroying a home,
raged at the universe for taking them,
the objects of his vengeance now were gone,
like his wife before, he stared to drink,
and as time went on even more did think.
He’d known of his wife divorcing Alan
back before they had gotten together,
thinking from her place, seeing it all a hoax,
helped him too see the thing all the better,
to be torn between two loves, both alive,
he could see the confusion born inside.
And thinking of Alan, smeared as he was,
feeling so desperate he’d take his own life,
had Jerry been there, and feeling like that,
would he turn down a moment that felt right?
When half the world thought you guilty of rape…
all based on a lie, ruined by such hate…
But understanding only goes so far,
and Jerry needed an object for rage,
this started with a false accusation,
that Jesse Malinche maliciously made,
had that lying not started this all
then none of them would’ve faced such a fall.
Jerry had never been a big gun guy,
in fact most would’ve called him bleeding heart,
but one day he walked into a gun store,
he had no record, or crime he’d had no part,
so there was no reason to stop the sale,
no reason to suspect that he would assail.
That night gunshots were heard at Jesse’s house,
the police came, saw him on the front step,
mumbling madly, his mind clearly gone,
his hands with blood were stained red, and quite wet.
They took him away, found Jesse inside,
dead in her bedroom, with glazed, waxy eyes…
CONCLUDES IN PART VI.
And we shall not love, or have affection be grown from within
Simply solace to embrace into, in my world and in your dreams”
{And my heart goes to her… my every self is in willingness
Closing my eyes for a second, I can no longer see the darkness
From time whence the last to even remember myself as whole
I realised had since, tranquility was lost to me a long time ago
Every one image in my head came and simply vanishes along
Almost as though with everything happening hasn’t once belong
And I relish this moment of heavy lightness in broken reasons
Not until, the lingering curse to remember the last were to snap my eyes open
Sylvius’s words now stains like blood upon silk in my mind
The magical moments we owed to ourselves is never to be time
I turn away from her, with my silence buried in deep remorse
My every reason for love, I must never allow for the cause
And I hear her breathing, respiring closer yet closer from behind
With her hands embracing me, love is only more pain to remind
I have to break apart, yet wanted so much this moment as well
For I know, cheating time will time be unforgivable to dwell
With newfound strength, I return to face her inattentively
Forming confusing words, I will myself to speak voice-fully
And just as I parted my lips , she encloses mine into her own
Kissing me so deeply with a passion so intense, were unknown
Lost for a second time, I surrender myself to this given while
Returning her kiss without so much as a thought somehow
With every sense becoming more to be enigmatic in every way
I surrender myself to my darkest desire I’m once to keep at bay
And I melted into her subtle kiss… her vulnerability so close
To be entwined with her, of moments upon fire to still be froze
Her hands were thus removing my armour, baring open my chest
Of mine as well, feeling her lean body before finally resting upon her breast
So filled of intensity were us exhausted from everything else
Did we even remember if there ever is love just as well?
And this one conviction is simply the notion to jolt me awake
A one reality in our path, which never must happen before too late
And I broke us apart, fearing more for her then I do myself
Had there been a way to trade lives, my soul I would sell?
And I emerged from the waterfall, not once returning around
Of waters upon skin… were in fact of tears to be found}