Peaceful Woodland Lake

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“Poems, no less! Poems, everybody! The laddie reckons himself a poet!”

~Pink Floyd, The Wall.

Free Me

I look into your eyes, and I can't look away. I'm trapped Drowning Lost Mesmerized Baptized by your fire. Close them Please! Free me with a kiss.Image by Anuraj SL from Pixabay

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Illusions

Yes, darling. The material world is just an illusion. But don't get so caught up in your spiritual seeking that you neglect to.. Kiss the pretty person. Watch the pretty sunset. Feel the cool breeze. Play in the rain. Nirvana can wait. Enjoy the world a while.Image by...

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Why

Why does the loneliness hit harder at night? Why do the memories become stronger under the moonlight? Why do the tears fall more easily under the stars? Why does the sun take so long to rise?Image by ANDRI TEGAR MAHARDIKA from Pixabay

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Echoes

The echoes of your presence Drift through my world. Constant reminders Of a love that was never meant to last.Image by Aadarsh TM from Pixabay

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So Surreal

When The surreal Seems so real And the sidereal Is closer than this side of real And the arboreal Makes you Abhor the real Escape into the Unreal with me.Image by Mystic Art Design from Pixabay

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Many Paths

I can show you my path. I can show you the paths of others. But the only path that will take you there Is the one you make as you walk it.Image by Jay Schryer

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I Am the Calm

I am the calm within the storm. I am the peace inside the chaos. I am the mountain surrounded by howling winds. I am the oasis in the burning desert. I am I am I am Nothing without you.Image by Joe from Pixabay

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Use Them

If you have eyes, Use them to see the suffering in the world. If you have ears, Use them to listen. If you have a mouth, Use it to speak words of kindness. If you have hands, Use them to lift others up. If you have feet, Use them to march in protest against...

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Touch Her

I see her And my pulse quickens, My breath catches, And I want to touch her body. But then I read her words, And they make me want to touch her heart more.Image by Marcos Cola from Pixabay

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Baby, I’m Jealous

Baby, I'm jealous. The Sun Gets to kiss your face The Wind Gets to play with your hair The Earth Gets to nourish you And the Rain The fucking rain Gets to do it all.Image by Ara_a from Pixabay

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