Monthly Archives: June 2014

THE WORLD I LIVE IN:DYING MAN

Originally posted on giltalks's Blog:
When am deep in my world My head spinning to the sounds of silence Breathing the air of violence Bleeding,my arm on my ribs On my knees as flashes of doted lines upon my…

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The Phone Call.

  I wrote this one on seeing a lady in tears whilst speaking on her mobile phone and gesticulating, wildly, with her free hand. The Phone Call. Why must I listen to your news standing here, With my mobile phone … Continue reading

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The Style, by Danny Kemp.

I believe the saying goes; ‘as graceful as a Gazelle,’ but having never seen one live I cannot vouch for the authenticity of that. I will, however, accept its truism. I wonder though if a Gazelle ever looked around, if … Continue reading

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AS THE WIND DOES BLOW.

  As the tide does turn, With its ebb and flow. So a tree will bend,  As the wind does blow. As a heart does ease, With a loving touch. So a memory will return, If the pain is too … Continue reading

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On the altar of love

Originally posted on jugransunita:
I am readyTo be sacrificedOn the altar of love. I watch with fascination As my body is sanctified Sandalwood paste Making my skin, smooth and fragrant Sprinkled holy water Falls like cold rain Drops adorn me…

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Your Greatest Gift Is Your Imagination.

As happiness is simply a concept, and pure love only lived in a dream, If your imagination became your reality, could life be lived to the extreme? As the extreme must by nature be infinite, then how could one ever … Continue reading

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If I Had A Soul That Was Alive, Your Presence Would Fill It And Give Me Hope.

  A star burst in the night sky.  The sparkling dust entered your heart, And settled there. Allowing you to dream of making a new start. A wave burst onto a stoney shore. It swept all before it, and cleansed … Continue reading

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FAMOUS, by Les Bush.

  FAMOUS I wanna be rich, I wanna be famous, the cream of the crop; I’m gonna crawl, walk, run, sprint, scratch my way to the top. Immerse myself in imagination, drown in illusion; dance deliriously and deftly, let myself … Continue reading

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HOME FOR COLORED CHILDREN (Fact) By Melvina Germain.

  You took children’s self esteem and laid darkness over silent dreams. Some you called names and jeered them to the ground. Others you raped and laughed in the name of torturous fun. That was no home, no place of … Continue reading

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CHAMELEON, by Susan E Birch.

  Did you really know her? Sure I did, but not the public star that shone I knew her from day one. Desperate for her place in the sun. I watched her assess the field, Judging who’d run and who … Continue reading

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