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Sky Alice Apr 2020
Moonbeams are

Just dead skin

Glowing


Who we are 's

Just dead skin

Going



On and on and on again

To a place where the nightlights never end

And after all is said and dead


We're gone



It's funny how things that are odd

Remnant creepy and macabre

Are the things we dare call the face of God



Moonbeams are

Just dead skin

Gleaming


Who we are 's

Just dead skin

Screaming



Over and over and over again

Why won't the nightlights ever end?

And after all is said and dead


We're gone



It's funny how things that are odd

Deliciously ruined and macabre

Are the things we dare call the face of God
Professor Moriarty:  Did you know that dust is largely composed of human skin?

Sherlock Holmes:  Yes…

Moriarty:  Doesn’t taste the same, though.  You want your skin fresh–just a little crispy.  

Sherlock:  Won’t you sit down-

Moriarty:  That’s all people really are, you know?  Dust waiting to be distributed.  And it gets everywhere, doesn’t it?  Every breath you take  Dancing in every sunbeam. All used-up people      



-”The Abominable Bride” (”Sherlock”)
tmartin Mar 2020
the breaking
of
one wave
could never
explain
the entire
ocean
but it did
the shores it swashed
Poetic T Mar 2020
People often ask,

       "why am I an atheist,

  Did you not read the book..

                     And I answer,

you have just given the
                                 resolution  
for which you seek the answer to.
Riya Mar 2020
Rearranged my cupboard
Nothing mucky was found,
But,
To get control of the situation
Sometimes,
To get through
I do that too!

Arrows lacerates,
Like those unspoken words,
That we were supposed to express
Once!
That were meant to be heard,
Once!
Eventually they got off track,
And with each passing epoch
Resentment stays.

Feeling crouched,
Tried walking on the green grass
Barefoot.
But for how long
Will I be able to crawl,
I thought
Reminiscing,
And just drawl.

I might not know the reason,
Maybe I'll find it someday,
Till then,
Let me search for truth,
Veracity
In every single way.
Bhill Jan 2020
Feel Life - Haiku

seek the vibrations
let them penetrate your mind
feel the drunkenness

Brian Hill - 2020 # 19
Can you feel it?
Ash Jan 2020
Isnt America supposed to be united
Yet instead over Iran we become divided
And that ain’t just it
Nearly every issue
we are split
Romans 12:5 says we are one
But you offend me so then we’re done
Jesus  called us to unite and serve him
To love our neighbors and not destroy them
But I’m not talking about our foreign affairs
I don’t have your political view
So you sit and glare
You preach about loving each other’s differences
But when my uniqueness offends you
Our friendship diminishes
Romans 12:5 says WE are one
But the we You see is the we you don’t want it to be because she’s telling the truth so she can set you free
Set you free from the ways that hinder you
You want to true love but when it finally comes you can’t see through
Through the veil that world has woven
You preach false love and we need to take it back to Romans
You know how to love from afar
But when it gets real and our opinions are different you say it isn’t love at all
Real love stays if you think abortion should be legal
Real love stays even if I’m conservative and you’re liberal
I was never trying to enforce my views
But if I can’t talk why can you
And I get it, often times people tell you to shut your mouth
But one isn’t all you said that yourself
But what do I know
I’m just white trash shoving the Bible in your face when I don’t know your place
But you don’t know mine either or where I’ve been
Yeah a lot of Christians are fake
But my love is  genuine
Star BG Jan 2020
I look for answers everywhere?
Sometimes they play hide and seek with me.

They come inside beating heart
and gentle wind in Autumn night.

Come inside a morning dove
that sings to escort sun.
And echoes of a babies giggle.

They resonate from the full moons glow
and diamond stars twinkling at night.

Come in the purr of a family pet or
orchestration from a conductors barton.

They come in a meditative stance
or prayer that moves through candle to God’s ears.

Yes answers hide every place.
And I shall never stop looking.
Inspired by Ben Noah Suri.  Thanks
Q Dec 2019
there is no answer
no statement recorded
no such truth
that answers the souls yearning
...
other than
what is found within
-
we too often feel lost
stranded, abandoned
by the cosmic whole
without direction

but we were given everything
EVERYTHING
we need to find peace
within the being we animate

stop being a victim to life



s.q.



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thoughts from vipassana meditation and mom conversations


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thesa Nov 2019
we played hide and seek by the rivers
and sometimes i would chase you

but never would you chase me
and when i asked why
you smiled because

love to you
was just a game
Seeking life through another's eyes
be not how I wanted to live.
Let it be my eyes that others seek,
and the hope they intend to give.
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