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As a child I played this game-
For a second I would close my eyes
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Clothed in rages of light
But born to blossom
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O God! my prayer is but a random thought
far off in the distance like a wisp of smoke
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I feel like my nerve system is on fire
As was the bruning bush Moses saw
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When Going through the pain of spiritual transformation
You either die, go insane or get enlightened...
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Oh God,
Do whatever you will,
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Please hear my words,
Those I'm slowly uttering,
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He's asleep, the old fool, his face pressed against his sleep machine, his nose hooked to a hose that makes him grugle like he's under wate
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The night is silent as if listening
For an old lover to retrun
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Like a school teacher trapped in a child's dream,
Or a giant with a club the size of a quill
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From suffering ashes to eternal joy,
I am passing the starry ways,
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God is greater than all the creeds,
Than all the books,
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Tidings of great joy!
you don't associate with Universalists,
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Listen,
You can only hear Him,
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Freedom is being able to fulfill your own destiny without any outside interference.
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Love is the rainbow on life's dark clouds
Love was the first to dream of immortality
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What you had was a glimpse,
The size of a dime,
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Their melody is universal,
Their circles are blessed,
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My precious Lord,
If all the oceans were ink,
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The little ghost child dreams on beneath soft arrays of pastel colored down and dying black feathered bodies. It is indeed a terrible sigh
by Jalalbad
4 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 14 2:47 PM. In Humor, Life, Love, Nature, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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The ghost child turns inside it's moss covered shell, uneasy in eternal sleep, restless from sleeping too long, and haunted by dreams of wa
by Jalalbad
3 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 14 2:22 PM. In Life, Love, Nature, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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In the distance danger speaks it's mind from the mouth of a white stranger that shifts and drifts on humid colored wings, and has nothing t
by Jalalbad
2 lines, 7 comments,
on Aug 14 5:36 AM. In Life, Love, Nature, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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''You are imortal O wind of the north, and its not your nature to grieve, the tall pines remind through long needled tongues. ''Besides tha
by Jalalbad
1 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 13 4:22 PM. In Humor, Life, Love, Nature, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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The north wind shrikes around the old graveyard where Judy use to hide out among the gravestones as a child, and where a ghost child lies d
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Dark lonesome visions that haunt the disoriented minds of mad poets on bouts of manic inspiration inspired by improvished love. Inspiration
by Jalalbad
2 lines, 7 comments,
on Aug 13 3:21 PM. In Hope, Humor, Life, Love, Nature, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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Preface of my book. I got the original deleted somehow.
by Jalalbad
10 lines, 6 comments,
on Aug 13 2:45 PM. In Humor, Life, Love, Nature, Personal, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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In the waving ocean of a dark night,
Swaying, waving the shoreline truns bright,
by Jalalbad
21 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 11 1:24 PM. In Society, Sad, Pain, Life, Abuse, Thoughts, Personal, Spiritual, Other
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When reading your words I find,
Peace flooding my heart every time,
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We soar through the air on invisible wings,
not subject to bootleg religion, nor man made doctrines
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Being blessed is to fall into a pile of shit and come out smelling like a rose.
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She wistfully gazes through green- glass eyes,
Grey- blue with memories, and the knowing,
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You are a melody of great silence,
A rainbow manuscript,
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The light pondered over darkness,
Unsettling fears revealing a path,
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