A poet can live without...but not internally without love.
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Sailing over the most gracious silver moon immersed into stelliferous seiche waves. Happy oysters gaze through sparkling pearls. The silence, the breeze bestows content and delight. solitude frolicking with lavender sillage through the smiling night!
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Deep within, there is a interlude in the sidereal time, many is misconceived by character.
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“Death marks not the end, but the transition into realms unknown.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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“The footprint of progress must never trample upon the footprint of nature. And so human advancement must never overshadow or destroy nature upon which all life depends.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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Sad truth is.. when you really know someone intimately, their thoughts, their deepest desires, who they are when no one is looking... Loving them is difficult. Our phones reflect our true identities. And that is why these days a relationship/marriage can end just by checking his/her phone
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"Paint with paint or paint with words."
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"One can paint with paints. One can paint with words."
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"God bring His paints out to paint the night sky."
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"Words are paint on paper."
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Treat everything we do with same loving care that goes into our poetry...and life will respond with volumes to treasure.
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You are the book, I read every day. Some times flipping through I read your moves and gestures. Some times rereads allow me to dive and decipher. Not everybody carries the ability to see all the bands emitting out of a prism named body.
Not every body carries the capability to read the prints provided by ever chirping senses. May I react or gaze through to store, depends upon my strategic core. Just one thing for you to know, I stack every book in the memory of my library.
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"Poets can turn pain into poems."
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The world is a reflection of what humanity jointly consumes, and soulfully digests.
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Some lies are just well-intentioned unfulfilled truths!
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A lack of finance can lead an individual into a life of crime.
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Blindes is folded into remindness, cause..
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Do we not live in the world we know nothing abt?
We are blinders
Indeed
Blinders, are timeless.
We are they.
And they are we.
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p.s. poetry is just life painted in cursive...
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If the ethnicity of a race remains pure as God had intended: He would be very pleased.
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“Friendship is the art of turning shared moments into timeless treasures.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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“Build a life that radiates internal happiness, not merely an external facade.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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'The mind is a silent force shaping worlds within and without; cultivate mindfulness, intentionality, and positivity in your thoughts.' - Aloo Denish Obiero
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If this is the hideous society we live in taken over by greed and immorality: intervene stating your rage. It's not a worthless try, some may listen and transform their conscience from evil to goodness.
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I believe God has a plan...and all will work-out in His way and time. I don't believe that He wants animals to destroy one another in order to survive. We are missing something in our understanding of creation and Divine Purpose. Free Will is not interpreted correctly, speaking of man's profound relationship to his social and physical environments. We have far more control over things, than mankind sees, and when he does, is willing to consciously admit to his soul.
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If the only human contact is the media, there won't be a feeling of closeness as when we are near; and this missing link deflects into our loneliness.
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Life can seem hard like diamonds, without a warmth of glitter -- petrifying~ a disappointed heart aged into stone -- but all such griefs will be shattered with time, mended into rainbows. Faith.
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King James is the Living Word, and not an intellectual commentary: if you don’t understand it, Then Get yourself Alive!
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Slow learners are not at all dumb actually their are quite the opposite. They are like moths that slowly transforms into magnificent butterflies.
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