Nostalgia Universe Poems

From the pages of a strangers life
I note how the seas are searene
Coming upon the Gas Stations glowing lights 
There in the distance it sits...

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Morning shines
solar gold in the freshness
of the dawn...
  Noon, the sun at its high,
caressing the landscape
with igneous joy...
The evening melancholy
brownish red
creates an impasse between...

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Someone once said, 

        "If opportunity doesn't knock, 
         build...

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How have we survived
The unbearable force of time?
Our names erased from this Earth 
buried under dry sand and light.
Our bodies, our kisses, our goodnights...
A Million...

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C arrier covered chronic cancer  called **************
 
O ver wide oral  and contact dread spreading across the globe, 

R ammed earth from...

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Ancient aliens

The wears of this universe are in transit
The galaxies are overabundant
And in every universe there's problems
Strangers in kind
Who are these aliens and why they...

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Lights illuminate
The loneliness of me
As I  walk
Along tree lined streets
In utter tranquility
The moon looks down
As I gaze up to the stars
We both wonder
Who we...

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Life is a network
	Of true and faithful friends,
	In a mesh of uncertainties.
	Adding to the blend,
	Of complexities and realities 
	Searching for reasons and solutions
	To everyday problems.
	It's...

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...and still to me,  the essence of every thing we see...
So much of, that we're all part of, and so we're to be

And How...

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Parallel Universe
	
Two pools lie in Druid Hill Park.
One for the white skinned, the other for the dark.	
A high bed of grass grows were ebony feet...

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Before you know my name 
You might want to know a little about me

I came from the land ends
From a bittersweet dream 
From the end...

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- RAINFALL
	By: Jade T. Miraflores

I can hear sweet music in every drop that falls.
Soothing unto my being,
bringing nostalgia into play.
When you fall and you own...

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I come to your bedside once more,
you've poured our photos and poetry on the floor
an act of apostasy, a grim admission, the room in dim...

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At Rotterdam in Netherlands
I made plenty of window friends
I could reach out to them 
whenever I missed my own
friends and near ones back home.

The window...

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It only takes a tiny drop to touch and stir a placid pond
Little recollections that wake and shake the blues in your silent heart
As gentle...

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