Tag: sorrow
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My Only Desire…
Let me begin by addressing the question at hand..my life is certainly not what I pictured a year ago… kinda! I embarked on a trajectory of life a year ago forcibly down a familiar path to find purpose in life. I did not want to take this beaten path but felt like I had no…
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The way you are..
When I close my eyes I see you gazing back at me Those doe eyes filled with sorrow and yearning, set me free! When I wander near wild jasmine I feel you next to me Your soft silky hair so ravenously black my pillow it used to be! Huddled, cuddled we would spend the night…
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A doorway to the unknown…
Unshackled freedom is what writing embodies in my eyes.. When the pen glances the page or the keys strike, the writer is constrained only by their imagination, skill and perseverance. There is a strange romance to being able to pen your words that may not so easily be uttered, for instance to the love of…
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A Whispered Tale..
Echoes call from sky to sea Wishing they bring my love to me The ancient peaks and trees standing strong speak that to me you belong! May the winter winds carry my song A whispered tale of love forlorn The flame of my love will ever burn Your heartfelt call I will not spurn; A…
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A Wicked Game
A surreptitious encounter unforeseen Emancipated hearts bound together in a dream Cautious though they were, now caught in Love’s scheme True Love will never die Despite how hard you try Hiding it will only make you cry Denying it a great, foolish lie! A wicked game of pain The fear of re-uniting again Separation now…
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The Impermanence of Life!
As I perused and wandered the contrasting dimly lit caverns and light bathed halls of a museum, I was struck by one of the displays. The museum had displayed the portraits of various people from the recent past highlighting the disparity in class, as reflected by the way the painters observed their muse. The arrangement…
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The Human Condition.
The human condition is what unfolds in our lives day by day… yet no one pays attention.. this is not right! The burden of simply being is not light.. it is crushing on almost a daily basis. We are born, we struggle to grow up happy, some barely able to make it to adulthood.. still…
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Autumn Blues
The wind sweeps swiftly to disperse the leavesIt whistles and wallows in despair, it weeps The wind howls a distinctive bluesIt is dismayed that its friends it must loose The wind longs to fellowship with the treesBut it finds it too painful to listen to their pleas The wind has no say in the matterExquisite,yellow,…
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Xquist Xperience
What experiences in life helped you grow the most? It is said that painful memories, more so than joyous ones, are seared into our mind…I have found this holds true for experiences as well. You may too find yourself vividly narrating trauma or deeply painful experiences, yet the laughs you have shared with a now…
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The Meaning of Life
A question is asked to illicit information… but what does one do when the information is so vast that the answer to the question becomes incomprehensible? The meaning of life has been pondered since time immemorial by fools and sages. If you ask a thousand strangers on the street this question, you’re bound to get…
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