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I’m not into deep
But when I look at you
I see the storm’s coming
I hear the waves roaring
I feel the rain flowing
Each stare feels like current
Like against your tide I swim
And I’m electrified and into deep
Coz I know you’re just a dream
Don’t we have us some soul sisters that we love and sometimes they can be soul dudes as well. I love this precious woman’s writing. I know you will as well! 😀 ❤ Please visit her blog!
Friendship
You came into my life exactly when I needed you
That was God’s blessed plan of that I am very sure
We were young and in love with the Lord’s view
Wishing we could, of all things, marry the Master
You traversed to the Holy Land came home in awe
Impressed I wanted what you had was becoming clear
As we grew life took us away though we remained close
Life brought us close again though we were very disimular
Unity lies in diversity so it made no real difference to us
Forty two years passed you are so important to my valor
You’re such a huge part of my life whom I so much value
I love you Laura, sister of my soul!
I knew a girl called Felicity
Who turned left with great difficulty
I asked why was that
But she called me a prat
And set off right at velocity
poem by my Imaginary friend
I think they are back
A solitary tear runs down my face
but I do not know the reason
for it’s existence
some say I am a happy child
and should consider myself lucky
oh but you don’t know the
turmoil that rocks my soul
It twist and turns
and it never lets go
only to give me a moments reprieve
and then again it goes
my mind it deceives
Once I thought I freed myself
away from all it’s grasps
I turned to run but that fellow
I found he moved to fast
so I waited and waited
till a clearing I saw it
I cut away I ran
I kept on running so fast
Ran over the dry parched land
I think I’m still running
someone please stop me
I was reading Richard’s poem and I suddenly remembered this poem I had written when I was young in my teens. It was odd for me because I didn’t have many memories of my childhood up to very recently so to remember something from that long ago was so interesting to me.
I want to help her tell this! When someone has something to tell I want to always help them tell! What a precious soul she is!
Even if it sounds cliche,
I will yell this.
I know,
You heard it ten times
But I will tell this.
She didn’t ask for it.
Did she?
She was thirteen
Fun, frolic and promises.
With hope abound
Filled with effervescence.
Very First time –
Those crude intrusive
Unwelcoming eyes
Pricked every essence of her.
The deeds of brazenness
didn’t stop there.
Only thrusted through acts
More lewd and outrageous.
Cat Calls and hoots,
Groping, stalking and abuse.
The years passed
Only names and faces changed.
Every step outside
Never felt natural,
But then with time
Even the wretchedness became normal.
How can her own body
Be the cause of offence!
The very frame
Which carries the soul
Under her skin,
And offers a living chance.
The soul which lays
Tattered and smothered
With years of untold hurts
And tainted reality that hovered.
The stained trust
In deep recess of…
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What if I told you
Once upon a time
and maybe I might rhyme
or not
What if I told you
Once upon a time
this fleeting moment thought
or not
What if I told you
Once upon a time
A broken chair like thief
or not
What if I told you
Once upon a time
the chains did catch
or not
What if I told you
Once upon a time
my life was Once upon a time
or not?
What if I told you that?
Tell Me About It 
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