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 Sep 2017 karin
tech
lightbulb
 Sep 2017 karin
tech
i've found that if I ***** my head on too tightly-
the threads become loose enough
my socket burns out a little quicker
and regardless of what way you spin it,
it's stuck until it's of no use

and when that day comes-
my empty skull will rattle
my light will go out
and the only way to replace me
is to break me

even after i'm blackened,
burnt
and discarded
i'd still have been of use
to anyone who has basked
under what little I had to give
 Aug 2017 karin
chris
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 Aug 2017 karin
chris
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ART IS STILL ART NO
MATTER IF CRACKED,
SMUDGED, BROKEN-
MAMA HE IS BROKEN BUT
HE IS STILL ART, STILL
BEAUTIFUL TO ME
Would have asked for a moment
another chance to sit next to you
I would say I know I was greedy
the high seat looked so golden
and my lust for glory massive
but I thought you would love me
as you loved your first choice
i blame the lurking shadows
I loved you more than you knew
now all i see are your stars at night
for am accustomed to the darkness
and the burning lake you promised me
To live I roam this long deserted land
and yes millions run to me for help
I make them bring souls with them
For the lake is overly  wide and hot
Still I wish there was an easy way
to right all the wrongs I have done
so I can stay next to you once again
 Aug 2017 karin
natalia racha
Beauty
 Aug 2017 karin
natalia racha
When she asked me what's beauty
I replied without hesitate and said her name

But she didn't believe
She said she didn't have a pretty face or perfect body
I almost teared up to see what society have done to her
Then I told her that
A girl doesn't need to have all that in order to be beautiful
It is the heart that determine whether you are beautiful or not
Ps: I'm sorry if my english is not good enough :D
 Aug 2017 karin
Ignatius Hosiana
Was stupid until I met you
It was even more stupid after I lost you
 Aug 2017 karin
chris
 Aug 2017 karin
chris
you were the one

and you were the only one
 Aug 2017 karin
Jude kyrie
I remember when you were tiny
So fascinated by the moon
We hung a sky of golden stars
On the ceiling of your room.

You tied strings from star to star
Making star patterns yet unknown.
Became a bedtime spaceman.
That in your stars you roamed.

I think of the first time
You went outside in dark of night
To look at the spangled heavens
And Bathe in their magic light.

Your wide eyes saw earth’s ceiling
With a billion stars so bright.
It send your tiny heart reelling
On the clear and wondrous night.

The stars told you they loved you
Every planet star and all
But you were frightened of them
They made you feel so small.

You could not change the constellations
In the space beyond the sky.
And the feeling of being tiny
Almost made you cry.

But listen little traveler.
There’s something you must know
The minute that you were born on earth.
A new star began to glow
For my grandson James
Love you starboy.
Jude

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