24 Thursday Mar 2016
Posted in Despair, Family, Fantasy, Friendship, Love, Nature, Passion, Relationships, Uncategorized
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beautiful, black, cannot, dark, ending, fate, gazing, grace, hands, heart, holes, huge, land, life, millions, never, place, plight, poem, poetry, race, refuge, sorrows, stars, stillness, through, universe, walk
Holding My Fate In Hands…
It is a long acres of snowy land,
Walking through holding my fate in hands…
This universe is so huge,
My sorrows cannot find a place to refuge… Continue reading
15 Saturday Sep 2012
Posted in Fantasy, Love, Passion, Relationships
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always, around, balance, burns, dance, dangerous, effort, hear, heard, keep, looks, lose, love, maintaining, melody, music, pace, poetry, quite, race, way
Love burns like a dangerous fame,
Flickering always maintaining balances.
Creating unlimited dreams and possibilities,
Everyday a new flower of spring blossoms. Continue reading
09 Monday Jul 2012
Posted in Love, Self Reflection
04 Wednesday Jul 2012
Posted in Love, Self Reflection, Spiritual
24 Sunday Jun 2012
Posted in Despair, Friendship, Love, Passion, Relationships, Self Reflection
12 Tuesday Jun 2012
Posted in Despair, Love, Relationships
19 Saturday May 2012
18 Friday May 2012
Posted in Fantasy, Love, Passion, Self Reflection
15 Tuesday May 2012
Posted in Fantasy, Passion, Relationships
14 Monday May 2012
Posted in Despair, Fantasy, Love, Relationships
Tags
apart, brown, day, deep, embrace, ends, face, fallen, loud, meant, might, moments, mournful, new, poetry, precious, race, some, warm, way
Everything has fallen apart,
No way to mend this heart.
Everyday I get up thinking it is a new day,
Every time it ends up in a mournful way. Continue reading
12 Saturday May 2012
Unreasonable Fights…
That was some pretty face with beautiful eyes,
Full of glitter and some wishful dreams, a bit over size.
It did not last long that glow on her face,
When she got tired of this worldly race, Continue reading
22 Sunday Apr 2012
Posted in Despair, Nature, 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
