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A pleasure we do out of love for the other person
We our sharing the sexual experiment with
When the innocent become the intimate
Desire intends to merge
Crossfire, in between the feat
In an errant venture in curiosity -
lured from savvy of cooler judgment,
he oversteps the bounds of reality
into a state of altered awareness.
I know what seeing is!
As I saw you that day for the first time
So I know what liking is!
Scourge of meteors
Blazing of fireworks
Rebirth of the beaming flames
Colorful as outliner rays of cosmic
Intoxicated by the inspiration
Of his trade—
With mental powers at work,
A true poet rarely sleeps.
Out of love
I can take tricks and schemes
But from the beautiful faces
I won't take lies..
Si (she) may go; Si (she) may go,
Left with no option but to forgo
She had expressed desire earlier,
I termed her as complete liar,
I promise to quit smoking soon
I'm down to a pack and a half.
And when I do, I pledge to me and you
I will never, I'm never ever going back!
What`s more powerful than a child`s disappointment?
It shatters the heart that you have failed them
And that everything they were ever proud of you for
Has died and left them feeling lost
Sun soaked revelations
on a patio deck.
I had long forgotten
Father God, I come to you again this morning to ask for your
help. Lord one of poem hunters precious writers David Harris
is in a hospital bed after having several small strokes. I thank
you Father for not allowing the big one to touch him.
They argue it as syndrome of blood relation
Is it matter of convenience or though elevation?
It is not difficult to understand in simple context
We let it pass of ignorantly as mere pretext
When we watched the maple seedlings fall and spiral down to the ground
We laughed and I told you they were helicopters
Tom said, ” My! Dearest Friend Hick,
Why do you appear so weak and sick?
Do you have any major stress? ,
You seem to be in a great distress.'
Ah the addiction of love
Like chocolate in despair
A fairy tale to the young
Like a cup of coffee made
She had been through so much,
Still, the cancer had spread
Now six weeks into treatment
She's confined to her bed.
Mobile phone has
enslaved us almost
all times of the day.
Our one hand remains curled
Father, first of all know how much I love you and appreciate you
in my life. Father you never leave me, always there to see me
through. This week Father you were ever present in not only my
life but that of my daughter and I thank you for what you did for
All The Drugs In This World
Won't bring back my past
I try every drug I can find
Hoping one high will last
To those of us that struggle with addiction,
It's a choice you could say, a self infliction.
Your a slave to the poison and your not even aware,
I would die willingly;
If it kills me to leave you.
Heroin or Heroine?
by Michael R. Burch
(for mothers battling addiction)
I yearned for a solution
I found a problem
Without whom I am incomplete
I have an addiction
Existing without my permission
Endangering me to constant depression
Leading me to utmost destruction
The idling of pain and suffering
And addiction. Of fighting with addiction
To stop addiction.
For happiness with a full stomach.
Many people have some addiction it does seem
Many of which does not enhance one's public esteem
Some of which alcohol abuse gambling or using narcotics which for finances or health not good in any way
But humanity is made of all kinds it does seem true to say
When making friends in rehab remember not to get too attached. In fact you may be better off skipping the friends thing altogether. What they don't tell you walking in here is that you may never see these people again.
The reason you shouldn't make friends is because people die everyday. That guy that looks like Eminem but hugs you when you when you needed it. The older woman, Donna, who smokes cigars to celebrates every night she made it through. The people who race to finish the cat puzzle first. Well, it'll probably be days. I mean statistically somebody has to do it.
Death before the NEW YEAR
For a week I heard music from his house, it went on day and night, but not loud enough
to annoy anyone. Last time I saw him, he looked ravaged by
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