~tasha~
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eshajam said:
A poem To me a ray of hope Where more likely than not None shall shine To write Is to hope For greater things and grand days to come I hesitate For false hopes breed depression deep within Too many wrongs have been done for few to rights The few rights can’t hold fast against the countless lonely nights But yet… To write Is to hope Hope for the sweetest girl I know Hope for a chance at something I’ve been missing Hope for something more than a broken heart Hope for a new life, a new start
~tasha~
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eshajam said:
If it be true that every entrance shadows somewhere an exit, then it be true that love is blind. The giving of ourselves up for the auction of emotions, the owned and owner mapping the future in the bliss of there afterglow, penning them in, to the poetry of joint dreams, where, when they wake they salute the sun with knowing eyes but mislead minds. The love they have is the thawing and freezing of water in the crack of there passion wall.
I think of things that enter, and see how, despite , love, taste, or desire, they always inevitably pass through- like a circus rolling into town, exciting, thrilling, pleasuring before rolling on. The act of love, the eating of food, the reward of work, all comings of a going. Last night as I lay like a lost dog denied of its owners love and trust I whimpered within- taking note of the clouds- an advancing arming storming forth leaving nothing but a smile of thought and an empty sky.
~tasha~
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Here by the ocean wilds where gray is the brooding sky where all I need is the wind, a cloak, and a trail to travel by.
I take no shoes or sandals nor thongs upon my feet. I thirst for the feel of the ground beneath me where brambles take their seat.
Where dry grass and sand are soft but most like a rocky mountain trail; I grin at the gulls and the rolling hills I live for the windy wails.
That are soft as the murky dawn, like the whispering pink in the clouds the horizon is hidden in an ivory mist; and the zenith wears shrouds
of gray and whispering pink and mist so it seems that the clouds and the sand have kissed. Here by the ocean wilds where gray is the brooding sky... where all I need is a cloak, the wind, and a trail to travel by.
~tasha~
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I never expected this... To be conscious; finding out life was precious, a challenge to be righteous while inflicting sad moments, when the world is seen so callous
Complexity of the lesson for all people, to dare- be adventurous without revenge or control
Life suddenly becomes infectious and we exist, season by season, comparing illusions of reality, coming to conclusions of infinitely more pleasure in life, than in death
~tasha~
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As you look at yourself in the mirror, You try to see who you really are. Are you just some nameless person? No, you are unique with your own story. Can anyone judge you and categorize you as normal? No, because normal is a theory faded into extinction. Who are you, you may ask, And yet, as you ask the answer is right in front of you. Nobody can tell you a truth that only you can know. As the future unfolds it will become clearer, That what you are is whatever you want to be.
~tasha~
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Everyday I go through some sort of pain. Whether it's mental, physical or verbal it all feels the same. Not knowing why these things are taking place or thinking if they should. Just waiting for it all to end so I can start to feel good. Tired of living the same old style Cause apparently it's not working out. Looking for guidance and searching for truth but none seems to be around. Wishing for something ethical to come and set me free. Quickly coming to reality and realizing the only one who can do that is me. Feeling like an hourglass, I'm damn near outta time. Knowing that in life there IS no rewind. In need of a safe-haven, a sanctuary, a friend. Knowing that for every beginning there IS an end. Unable to foresee my future or what it may bring. But knowing with a mind so strong that I CAN achieve.
~tasha~
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It is hard to express, All sweet feelings I have, To my hearty princess, But her love, I always engrave, Am I too selfish?, No! I am better heart, With my breathe so fresh, To Love her with whole heart, This Gentle heart beats for you, And you know me much better, Now you well penetrate through, And calms my heart flitter, There is only one thing I care, That is my dear World; The gem which is very rare, With love softly rolled, Your love is well valued, And your proposal well accepted, Your words well chewed, And for you my heart well tempted, Your promises well accepted, And my love well considered, Your love well reciprocated, And your voices well heard, My Dear, this is spirit of life, Be true to each other, And survive over sharpened-knife, That is what our Lives are, Love is world in the heart, Truth and faith are lives of love, Believe is most significant art, Which makes better place from clove...!!!
i'll not cry this time
Allah khair karay
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