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is there a word in your mind
that you'd like to give to me?

a word for me to take to bed
as i spend a sleepless night?

a word for me to cook up
to create some food for thought?

words for me to string together
yours and mine welded in the fire

- Vijayalakshmi Harish

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
 Nov 2012 Ajay
Kaysha Dorsey
Doubt
Insecurity
Anger
Confusion
Pain
Suppression
Sadness
Whatever you feel I understand.
Express yourself; it's all there is.
 Nov 2012 Ajay
Samuel
Good Dreams
 Nov 2012 Ajay
Samuel
Tonight I begin the actual

the one hundred and fifty percent commitment to
everything worthwhile

and you, dear

     are at the top of that list
 Nov 2012 Ajay
Samuel
Winter Words
 Nov 2012 Ajay
Samuel
Believe in the unabashed wonder plain on my
open face

         we sow the future now, and my veins flow with the
                best for you

     nothing is torn down like walls, we'll live a long life, we
                                    will, as beautiful as the leaning forest before this mighty breath

   close your eyes, you
know I share my voice, now
         take comfort, everything
   is alright.
 Nov 2012 Ajay
Tom
Like love, know that time lies,
Heart in the day want feel away
Night make world say don't words think.

I'm mind little things light.
Don't long man face look left, right
Tell people need good soul.
Lost sun, hand place hands new pain.
Old inside smile.

Remember full sky,
God hope days cold.
Ill thing live,
tears black leave dreams.

Oh skin, air, gone past lips.
New thoughts can't far white,
Going beautiful dream.
Girl goes deep, your sleep stop.

Hail that lovely laughter juice.
I just noticed some of the words in the trending words section seemed to correspond well together, and in a way sort of made "semi-sense". Some of it I have altered, for example, words like "knew" I changed to "new", to add a little more meaning to the line.

The last line comes from a short medley of words I put together using big fridge magnets in the Tate Gallery in London. I felt it would be a suitable closing for the poem.
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