09 Wednesday May 2018
Posted in Nature, Passion, Self Reflection
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The Golden Horizon…
Along the horizon,
I could see the heaven and the earth…
Standing in between the two trees,
It was like I was part of some fairy tale… Continue reading
23 Thursday Jun 2016
Posted in Despair, Family, Friendship, Love, Mother, Relationships, Uncategorized
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above, affection, apart, between, blood, change, choices, difference, existence, explained, gift, heart, hidden, hold, life, longing, loving, many, pain, poem, poetry, raised, rejection, relation, return, right, should, swim, times, told, tore, water, wishes, wonder, words
The Hidden Pain…
It tore me apart when she told me she got me of the water,
It was not a blood relation and I was not a part of her…
I was told many times that I was not from the real world,
Since she was not born of me so I had no right on her to hold… Continue reading
31 Sunday Mar 2013
Posted in Death, Despair, Family, Friendship, Love, Relationships
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beat, chill, crept, difference, ears, fear, gone, grief, hammering, heard, inside, knew, life, lous, morning, poem, poetry, right, waiting, wanted, woke
I woke you with a chill…
This morning was so quiet.
Whole night a fear crept inside me,
I knew something was not right… Continue reading
25 Friday May 2012
Posted in Spiritual
14 Monday May 2012
Posted in Despair, Love, Relationships
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about, deep, difference, distance, every, hopes, hurt, letting, lost, love, poetry, seedling, songs, sprout, suddenly, talk, voice
I took it out on me every time I was hurt,
When my hopes were gone…
Why did s seedling of love sprout?
I kept it within not letting it out, Continue reading
30 Monday Apr 2012
Posted in Love, Mother, Relationships
21 Saturday Apr 2012
Posted in Racism
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ancestors.love, color, difference, existence, hate, origin, poetry, race
Love never asks the name or the race,
It looks for soul that connects through the face.
The beauty that can understand,
Each other and unforgiving grace. Continue reading
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