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snowflakes | Poetry of Stuff
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This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas. March 3, 2014. As the snowflakes gently fall from above and land softly on my cheek,. I feel as if the universe has lifted off of my shoulders a great feat. So peaceful it is, watching the white crystal flakes as they glide,. I have a joyous feeling fluttering way down deep inside. With the passing hours the flakes turn to snow piling up on the ground,. The trees and the sidewalks and the streets are now covered,. I love the snowflakes so gentle and calm,.
The Chore | Poetry of Stuff
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This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas. April 7, 2015. Long and linear, you plug into the energy source. Hollow and tubular, stretching out, reaching for the sofa. Gently gliding back and forth, as your fat wheels are rolling. Spinning and spinning, your strong brush gently rolls the pinned fibers as I follow. Pushing you further and further until the chore is done. I wrap you up, and thank you for your service. Then, put you away for another day. This entry was posted in Uncategorized.
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This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas. September 14, 2016. Along the path of darkness there is a light of happiness. Should you not be scared of what you might find? Reach and feel what is hidden in your mind. Can you laugh without sorrow, or is it so deep inside that there is only a cry? Let it all out of your poor weary soul, please don’t hurt yourself anymore. Now that you are here, walk away from the fool, wake up and see what it’s doing to you. April 7, 2015. Then, put you away for another day.
Dad, | Poetry of Stuff
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This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas. September 14, 2014. I miss your voice,. Your singing and playing guitar,. I miss the way you raced your car. Your laugh is ringing in my ears,. At times, I can’t stop the flow of tears. I didn’t want this day to come,. It hurts so much, now that it’s done. I know it won’t be forever that we are apart,. Your memory will live on forever in my heart. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. 3 thoughts on “ Dad,. Dad, Writingrenee's Blog. 8230;] Dad,. […].
She-The Moon | Poetry of Stuff
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This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas. April 7, 2015. The Tricky moon, deceiving, cunning, loving, giving and taking. Flirting, showing me your lit up, curvaceous craters. I am hypnotized by the luminous vibrancies of your beams, drawing my curiosity, then, disappearing, hiding but there, peaking out. Your sliver, your crescent,. Your brilliance, influencing my every move, my mood. This entry was posted in emotions. One thought on “ She-The Moon. She-The Moon Writingrenee's Blog.
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POETRY OF SPIRIT.COM. Seeks to make available poetry in performance that speaks to the heart about matters of the heart. The purpose of poetry, most fundamentally, is to nourish and feed the soul, to touch the depths of insight and compassion, and to celebrate the life of the spirit. It can open a window to the Divine Source; it can serve to polish the heart; it may provide a path to God.
Stephen Styris' Poems...
This is a blog where in you will be able to read my poems.though can never be similar to those of the standards of Keats and Shelly! You can send me comments and suggestions on my e-mail id : stephen styris@yahoo.com. Saturday, April 25, 2009. Unloved: For Them.#. Unloved: For Them.#. Surely a love, will forever be loved,. By his love, by all whom he ever loved,. But how about the unloved -. Whom nobody has ever loved,. Nor would anyone love to love? Wednesday, April 22, 2009. The Sound of Silence….
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Poetry of strong living. Thursday, May 28, 2009. I am a demobilized armada. A vast array of war machines. Languishing in dock and depot. Missiles and tanks, medicines and masks. Beautiful when turned to ugly purpose. Pathetic when relegated to rust or recall. How noble the soldier appears. Carrying his sword into terror and torment. Kill or be killed somehow a moral maxim. Each uttered word filled with urgent portent. The reality of ready mortality. Giving purpose to the life-driven life. Acknowledging t...
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This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas. April 7, 2015. Long and linear, you plug into the energy source. Hollow and tubular, stretching out, reaching for the sofa. Gently gliding back and forth, as your fat wheels are rolling. Spinning and spinning, your strong brush gently rolls the pinned fibers as I follow. Pushing you further and further until the chore is done. I wrap you up, and thank you for your service. Then, put you away for another day. April 7, 2015. Your sliver, your crescent,. The tre...
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Poetry of Tareq Salahuddin | অপরিসীম ভালোবাসা এবং কঠিন কষ্টে ক্রমাগত কবি হয়ে উঠছি …
Poetry of Tareq Salahuddin. অপর স ম ভ ল ব স এব কঠ ন কষ ট ক রম গত কব হয় উঠছ. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. কব পর চ ত. ক ব যগ রন থ. ন লকন ঠ র চ. August 3, 2015. নক ষত র প র য় প ন কর ছ আম ন লকন ঠ র চ ,. অন য ছ য় পথ র গ লক ধ ধ য় ছ ল. হ ত র ম ঠ য় নক ষত র ছ ল ন বল. দ খ প ইন কখনও. শ ধ ত ম র নরম হ ত র অভ ব. প ওয় হয়ন অমরত ব. অগ রন থ ত. অন য ক রও ব ষ ট ব ল স ত. July 15, 2015. ব ষ ট দ খ ন আম ত ম য় দ খব বল. ত ম এল ন অন য ক রও ব ষ ট ব ল স ত য় ভ ল. ত ই আম ক ঠফ ট হয় রই. জ বন বয় য য় সময় র স র ত.
Tharindu's feelings as a poet!
Tharindu's feelings as a poet! One might say: A POEM IS THE REFLECTION OF THE POET’S HEART! Another might say: A POEM IS AN IMAGE, OF THE POET’S MIND! I surely say: BOTH OF THE ABOVE ARE TRUE! Wednesday, May 8, 2013. Born in a muddy and opaque pond,. But no mud on it! Photo credit: Prabath Nuwan Premaratne. There can be room for life. Even when someone claims there isn’t. The one who claims there is,. Knows how to utilize what he has! Photo credit: Prabath Nuwan Premaratne. See out of the frame,.
Poetry of the Angels: Inspiration For Us All
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Poetry Blog | Not only poets can see life in a grain of sand
Not only poets can see life in a grain of sand. May 16, 2011. Hello, I’m not sure if anyone is still following this blog, but if you are, thank you. I apologize for the recent long spell of inactivity but my college classes this year have just been pure hell. I will soon try to reply to all the comments that were last posted, as well as visit your blogs! January 27, 2011. The riumphed song of Fargle-Wargle rang into the night,. Wings in tatters outspread,. Thousand of burnt flags raised,. January 12, 2011.
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