Every day a challenge, new beginnings...
like the Sun rising in the East and setting
in the West; we are travelers of time and
space-
The infinite of the universe is found in
mankind...the creatures of earth are wiser,
but have no souls; ornaments for Mother
Earth-
Every day thoughts blossom like tulips in a
garden…yet some carry poison like Ivy’s;
wouldn’t it be nice to learn by osmosis-
Reality is time does not exist; mankind has
scheduled themselves to oblivion; there is
no sand in the hour glass…only dirt!
We awake and take for granted that we will
see the moon rise and shine; destiny may
have another plan for you…don’t stop living
your life; everyone has a due date; mine
expired in 1977-
Socialism is the best form of democracy;
Communism is needed to infiltrate fear;
Liberals are poets like me…free under our
own will-
Love is blind…literally! The heart lies…
constantly! Vows are never kept…at least
fifty percent of them are broken daily-
There is money in divorces; lawyers are
galloping horses, not horsemen-
The challenge today to befriend a shadow
and wake up with her friend; however, she
is committed to the soul I had before…what
she don’t comprehend is that her friend is
jealous if she lays with my shadow-
Tonight, I will roam the alleys in search of a
pussy to stroke, get me twisted and unwind
my favors; Lucy-for all I know is Molly
unholy-
Every day a challenge is expected and every
day a challenge I conquer-
I stand alone with shadows-
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
I vow in gratitude
I appreciate the spell check...muchas gracias!!..
SoulKritiC
n/p..and i welcome any of the
n/p..and i welcome any of the same <3
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
love it!! ..........
love it!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "