Inspirations

Three long years, roughly one thousand and ninety-six days and twenty-six thousand, three hundred and four hours of dreaming to land my heels on this soft dry earth, basking in the scent of lavender and peppermint, imagining your garden and fairy wings, two translucent ornaments flapping gently with the rhythm of the wind. Sixty more minutes of enchanting visions, of longing to touch your skin,...
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It was morning when I saw this old tree, With a lovely flower potted and hung, Her crimson petals were feral and free, To her flawless flaws this beating heart sang. - I wondered how many years she stayed there? How many tribulations she had faced - The flaming summer and the cold winter, Yet, despite that, she remained strong always. - Yes, her...
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Nine o’clock was the evening when the pangs of birth intruded in me. I sat then instead of lied down ‘til eleventh. The insistence was still and the whole night could not sleep nor even could neglect the disturbance of your being to exist. My wits labored and wrote down prose of wisdom. Every line is from my veins. Every rhythm is from my heart. I composed you...
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I pray I were a poem as plain as pain can’t be that poets may possess me to parse till I am pretty. Then, pleading further, no more paltry my pod of pea be pithy perhaps a pinch profound enough to eschew pesky. Perchance, as well, I were a psalm not really prim but proper, sung in praise to probably put to pause precision on...
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If you are in doubt of yourself, And you see none to be your help, Don’t cry, if solutions are nowhere. Look up, and you will see it there. If you are blinded by the woes, And you’re outnumbered by the foes, You say to yourself, What is wrong? My advice, my friend, is be strong! If your life will be sliding...
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There’s what we call paradise, Where soul and flesh never dies. A place we can say we’re home! Where love and peace freely roam. - The tears, woes and pains – all gone. Where the screams are heard as one. A life that is so blissful. Where empty jars become full. - The clouds were once grim and gray Reveal hues of golden ray. The book...
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There are times When they put in mind That everything will be just fine And things will be alright Those times are just imaginations Where they can have all the satisfactions Where they can soar the heaven so high While staring at the ocean moving so slow and mild But those times are just dreams And every moment they open their eyes Reality always...
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If there something I don’t wanna sell _Is the genuinity of my love Alway it is for only one damcel _At a time, it shall only throb So forgive me if I decline _Insinuations of such offer No need to drink other wine _Cause I’m not a heart broker - – - - 1-26-010 Greenfullmoon
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  Peachy, orangey blissful day So calm, so freshly blessed by morning dews Clean, cool waters cascading from falls to rivers and bay Sparkling, dashing rays lighting up greens where flowers grew Sweet aromas of roses, lavenders, chamomiles and pine trees Tempting, invigorating scent fluctuating with sea breeze   Serenade of humming birds flying on the sky Children playing on soft pale sand Deer...
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What happened to me? _When you left the pines. . . . . Someone that pleases me _No longer be entwined Don’t take it out of context _What is said to this poem Guess what I like next? _Is to wish you’re back home - – - - Greenfullmoon Jan-11-2010
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