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Julio Márquez May 2020
When you look at someone’s eyes what do you really see?
Does it depend on our ability to love such person?
Do we have to involve love or hate?
What about eyes we have not seen so close to us?
Is it a window of opportunity to our souls
To expand our expectations?
If we had a choice not to look at those eyes
With such a desperate need for knowledge
Could we?
A look at someone’s eyes can tell us many, many things that could open or close windows that could be beneficial or hurtful to us. Please be aware! Perhaps is the last decision you could make that will either start a lifetime or end one.
I see and feel in pure delight
My end result - in vision now
My vision draws me on and on
No need for force - I just allow

I love the strength and constancy
That vision gives me day and night
A hundred times more powerful
Than will-power (its power is slight)

No compulsion - no discipline
Can fill me with this real desire
But vision can - it fills with strength
My will is shaped - with vision’s fire
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This is a quick rendition of an extremely powerful idea. You will be more successful and prosperous if you are PULLED by Vision, rather than PUSHED by Will-Power.

Vision is hundreds of times more powerful than will power.

You can do better when you use VISION.

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Hamies May 2020
usually, i see you in my hallucinations
when i'm too high to think about reality
but now, i see you all the time

during sunday afternoons sitting next to me on the floor reading the old love letters you wrote me

standing next to the fridge watching me how i make myself a cup of coffee to taste something else besides the taste of your lips

at night, you're even laying next to me and you're smiling at me like you used to

&' even tho my bed sheets were washed endless times after you've laid with me on them, they still carry your fragrance

and every time you appear anywhere by me
i start talking to you
i tell you how much i've missed you
i try to admire you as long as i can
'cause i'm afraid that at some point
i stop imagining you
forget about your face
that some day you become a blurry memory
inside my head
and that even the drugs cannot bring you back

stay
please do not vanish from my hallucinations
it's the only thing i've left from you
Paul Butters May 2020
Inspiration to the nation
That’s what I’m all about.
Inspiration to the world,
That without a doubt.

I’m a Meerkat teaching the kids to forage
Something much juicier than porridge,
But I show everyone how to dream
Of better pastures
Full of honey and whipped cream.

Meerkats may have lookouts, nannies and fighters
But they are smart little blighters
Capable of vision
In spite of facing derision.

Imagination is the key
To shaking off our shackles
(Whatever they may be)
And running free.

Paul Butters

© PB 4\5\2020.
First a sleep, then a bath, to come up with this one.
Leah Apr 2020
Wanting to have your own space is like going to the dressing room to try on some new things to get a feel of what you like and what style is or you it’s all about being free..
No rules...
No looking back
Just being free

it’s just you’re starting to get the feeling of growth happening within yourself..
Just having pure freedom within yourself and that can make a person happy
That space is so fulfilling because your finally going to be at peace within yourself..
It just means your a step closer on reaching your main goal and that main goal is you. 💛 freemindedlee_
liakey Apr 2020
give me a number,
the appropriate label,
and compare me to the rest.

set me aside for a rainy day when you’ve exhausted through your list.

lets face it,
i’m just another: nothing more, nothing less.

everything i am to you
is that which you can see.

you simplify me down
to something for your frail mind read.

sometimes I wonder if this feeling is the voice of my own perceived inadequacy?
will someone ever really just love me for me?
Faiyaz Shahran Apr 2020
I've given up my sanity,
My soul, my vision, my sleep.

Oh dear love, tell me,
How can i give myself more to u
Waiting for her
There are no words for the love I have for you. An emotion I thought was familiar suddenly has become unfamiliar and brand new. If time were a language we could express I would know the words to paint such a masterpiece in my mind as beautiful as you. If the future could be told It would only spoil the time it takes to portray a life perfected spent with you. Although I have taken few moments to watch the sun rise I know none of them were as beautiful as the sparkle of life I see in your eyes every time i wake to look at you. You reach deep into my heart with every warm embrace. A place i reserved for company only such as you. Only in my wildest dreams would i ever have thought love was unsettling as I find I could never truly settle for anything less than you. If only my mind were as vast and spacious as the home my heart has built for you. You would know just how much I truly love being forever in love with you. ( your loving heart in and of Christ Jesus who saved us all so long ago)
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