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The days keep going by,
and I am still left wondering why
you are no longer on this earth.
I remember the day I gave birth—
a tiny miracle captured my heart;
gazing at you, I never thought we would part.
My greatest joy was to see you grow;
now you are cold and resting below.
What an honour it was to be your mom;
your memory is like a balm,
soothing me during my darkest hours—
so thankful to call you ours.
Why is the pain so deep?
It brings me to my knees as I weep.
I like to believe that you are still nursing in God’s heaven,
bringing comfort I do not doubt for a second,
doing what came so naturally to you—
dressed as a nurse at two is the picture in view.
The calling you had shined brightly in your brown eyes;
I did not know that you would be saying goodbye.
Thank you, dear daughter, for the thirty years;
and now I am marking two years of your heavenly birthday, it appears.
How is it possible to keep on breathing,
or even finding meaning,
when you left too soon?
I should have wrapped you in a cocoon,
as you are wrapped tightly in my heart
since the very start.
by : Sashi.Prabhu (zeauoxian)
The day before yesterday was laced with dismay in every possible way,
Yesterday was better but has into the backdrop faded away.
But today is another day,
New stuff to think, do and say.
Today I will brave the world all alone,
And enjoy my freedom full blown.
I will live life with zest,
Try neverto do things second best.
I will live to be sensitive,
Towards others be more receptive.
I will live to be forgiving,
Be more tolerant and caring.
I will speak to all who walk my path,
Make peace with all and unnecessarily not unleash quaint wrath.
I will correct all my wrongs,
And tell this to all by making them my songs.
I will proudly write notes about the new me,
And publish and upload them for all to see.
I will work to be creative,
And learn to open my mind’s eye and not be obstructive.
I will always proudly wear my own neoteric attitude,
To succeed, master the skill of gratitude.
The day before yesterday was laced with dismay in every possible way,
Yesterday was better but has into the backdrop faded away.
And today is the right day,
To commence these fresh new things that I write and say
theme: a fresh new start
date:9th march 2012,
When the walls close in and the doors don't open
When the settling fog is just too thick to see
When you try and try, but can't get where you plan
Or you're plagued by something, dragging you downward
Stop; take a break, look upward, let silence comfort you
Hold onto faith, to be given strength and guidance
Take one small step at a time, even if one is an effort
Keep your eyes on the beauty that surrounds your place
The events of your life in the future are not seen yet
But in time, the events will evolve in a positive way
Hold onto your heart and let your inner soul be free
Go wherever you can to escape for the gift of freedom
Care for yourself in every way possible each day
Know that your life can be managed how you want
There is no way to avoid these phases of life
Arriving like seasons, but make us question so many things
A time when we feel lost or feel like a stranger in the world
Misunderstood, unheard, lonely or discounted
Find the simple things in this creation that bring light and joy
The pieces of the puzzle in these confusing times
You are special in your own way; in rain, snow or sun
Better times will always return softly after times of dismay
Heidi Sands
12/28/23
(C)opyright
Some Leaders of the World who are pushing the end of talks
Should ought to study our history.
The first possible nuclear war was averted
Because JFK, who was President of USA then,
Keep his communication lines open with Khrushchev.
Despite the non-acceptance from CIA and Pentagon
He keep his communication lines open.
This is the lesson that history teaches us.
It matters more so now where the form of war has already change
This is not a war of conventional or swords
Our time now is a nuclear war.
And a lot of madmen there who is pushing the world
Of total annihilation.
The end of life as we know it is inevitable
All the living form will be uprooted in this world.
The end of humanity is near.
These are madmen who are pushing and pushing
For me, a sign of great leadership
Is someone who can protect his people from war
For me, war is really a total failure of leadership
Imagine to stop talk with China or Russia
Hope that our Leaders of the World will talk
Our time now, is not the Unipolar Power dictates the future of the world
Many nations are emerging.
The pursuit of happiness, peace, and development are the dream
Of every nation.
I hope the slogan of Independent Foreign Policy will succeed,
"Friends to all, and enemy to none".
I am alone and afraid
In a city street alley
Not a physical alley
But a mental one
I can see nothing
They Laughed at me
They made fun of me
I ran into this alley
To escape their prejudice
I got lost and could not find my way
I needed someone to help me
I found that someone
Or so I thought
She lied to me, And broke my heart
Drove me deeper into this deep dark alley
I sensed danger
I was fearful
That I might lose my way
I realized That I was not lost
I did have a guide away from the darkness
My family who loved me and cared for me, All my life
They found me lost in the darkness, Of my own pity and depression
They guided me back to the light of reality
It was then that I realized I should not lose myself in the darkness because of one
lost love
Not because I did not care but because I found there was more love for me than I
ever imagined possible.
The Love of Family.
Five hundred years Giovanni Fontana had the notion
To rope gears to wheels and put it in motion.
One hundred years ago an idea came to Baron von Drais
Horses had been killed, ploughing required other ways.
Two wheels, no pedals, all made of wood
You had to push through the field, but still did some good.
A Scotsman added pedals, to the rear wheel
Maybe to celebrate, his friends danced a reel.
A Frenchman made the "boneshaker", which lived up to its name.
Ahead of its time, though reasons to complain.
It vibrated horrendously on the bumpy roads
Rattling teeth, rattling nerves, rattling loads.
Then England's "Penny Farthing" led the attack:
A five foot wheel in front, tiny wheel in back.
It was hard to climb on, and to keep a balance.
Every mount was a test of acrobatic talents
If you fell off without a helmet, it was hard on the brain.
Inventors went back to the drawing board again.
Radial spokes came in 1870, ball bearings 2 years later.
Progress is a goddess, love her or hate her.
Caliper brakes, multiple gears, shifters came fast.
Still too bumpy to have a blast.
Societies of bicyclists lobbied for roads paved and smooth.
Women started riding, old attitudes moved.
Across the pond Thomas Stevens rode a trans-U.S. ride.
With that kind of bike, a reason for pride.
Then pedals to gears got linked with a chain.
Derailleur was the next step, and a drive train.
The Italian Army used a foldable during World War I.
Between incoming bullets, they might have had fun.
Like the future Mountain bike, it handled rough terrain.
But for that, California cyclists tinkered, got the fame.
So that brings me to the day that I was cycling on a country road
composing verses, humming, reciting an ode.
Overtaken by two cyclists on electric bikes from Preston
Were batteries cheating? I glumly asked the question.
I concede it's liberation, more folks in fresh air
Their efforts assisted, but still mostly fair
Causality doesn't focus on me, of course
I'm just a convergence, a bike over a horse.
But all this history made it possible, on a rural lane
To move on my own power, through really nice terrain.
Growing old Together
I’m just a lonely man living out my life.
One day I looked up and you arrived.
Without saying a word, I knew that you were the one.
I could take you out on a date, we could have lots of fun.
I would protect you with my life, and always.
Thank you for giving me a chance even though you're so far away.
I enjoy your company living day by day.
I just wanted to say you had me at taco tuesday.
On a straight path, you bring light into my life.
No matter how far I have fallen, you were there anyway.
You are beautiful in so many ways.
I’m sorry for being late on our first date.
Beyond the horizon, you are all I need.
Hand in hand, we can go on a wonderful journey.
I’m overwhelmed by your smile.
Just like a marathon I want to be with you on the last mile.
With your strength, all things are possible.
Standing by your side, you are so colorful.
In the morning, we can share coffee together.
Your gentle touch is like a feather.
I want to support all your ideas and needs.
Taking time out we can share a plate of nachos with cheese.
Sometimes I am lost for words.
You looked at me and said yes to a stranger.
I have been through so much and made too many mistakes.
You looked past it all and gave me a hug anyway.
Sometimes when I think about it
I wonder if I'm doing my part
as a friend, a boyfriend, future husband
thoughts are running threw my head
of us making passionate love not just fu(king
and if I'm not doing something right let me know,
I'm here for you in every way possible not just for show
and I'll be your everything till the day this relationship ends
till the day I stop loving you, being faithful, dedicated, and true
and only GOD himself would've knew that we'd be together,
I'm just praying as this relationship grows so do we and get better & better
you see my ex treated me so dirty I wish I could take back the day I met her
and because of that it feels like I lost my touch in a sense
and sometimes when were together
I almost feel half past tensed and since I'm the one you want
it's likewise on me behalf, but you do the math
with everything I shared with you
true romance from a woman is the one thing I never had
but despite all that, to have you in my life... I'm glad,
joyful almost, and just when I was losing hope
you came and reassured me so now this lost touch
is an everlasting touch, it's that climax when a man
or woman is about to nut, it's that warm stare when I look at you
and nothin else matters, it's that smooth relaxing feeling
when you stirring cake batter my lost touch is now found
and from today until our last one, I'm gone hold you down
It gets cold sometimes .
I’ve waited for a long time .
I was a 8 year old little girl .
Rapped by my foster father .
Feels a lot better alone .
No sweaty touch or breathing .
No Looking over my shoulder .
Fear grew as I got older .
30 & Still yearning for isolation
Time disintegrates,still I wait.
Once believed, I have no faith .
I’m a victim of sexual assaults .
They say it’s possible to heal .
But life made it harder to feel .
I’ll never find true closure .
Shame I hide from exposure .
I am not human!!!!!
Nor common like living things!
A lonely girl/orphaned child.
SAVE ME FROM ME ?!?!
Another day another dollar
I've heard this expression many times
Another day another day of love
Would be much more appealing I find
Love is free for those who partake
The ultimate human expression
Without the ability to share one's soul
The meaning of life is in question
If one day suddenly wars all ceased
Not sure we'd all know what to do
It's so ingrained in the human psyche
War machines would have no use
What a glorious time that would be
Idealistic I heard someone say
Perhaps but long as we still can dream
All things are possible today
So I'll end this little dream of mine
By saying to one and all
Love is the key to a life of contentment
You'll feel more than ten feet tall