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Măiastra

Wrapped in the wings of the sun,
she is ready to fly,
towards the gate of the kiss,
towards the column of infinity,
up, higher,
towards the immortal Brâncusi.

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Blooming Love Tree

Our roots are deeply anchored
in the unmovable love's soil,
We grew together, and the blizzards of life could not destroy our embrace,
The sharp frost could not freeze our tears,
and the deep, rough, hateful cuts could not take away our smiles.

Whispers of love feed our branches and leaves,
and we drink daily from the sap of endless passion.
Sun breathes on our one-trunk,
warmth and light,
Under its caressing, we dance a silent old tango,
forgetting all the past seasons,
keeping only the good memories and dreaming of the new Spring.

We extend our branches as hands in prayers toward heaven,
We touch angels' wings each night and sing,
with the stars, a song of gratitude.
We bloom heart-shaped love red flowers because
our roots are deeply anchored in the unmovable love's soil.

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FROM cul-de-sac TO ANOTHER

Roads were rough, but on we moved
Darkness was all that surrounded us on our lonely journey
Of which our destiny we knew not.

The birds couldn't sing,
And neither could the wind blow
But never and you couldn't help it
For we govern none of these.

One day , amidst our journey
We realized it was time
For us to join the real hustle full journey
That's wen we had completed our nine months !

Oh it was too late to retreat! For we had already joined this ruthless world
Which no man surely owns, but all claim it's ownership
Where friends are enemies, and mentors tormentors
Another cul-de-sac also !

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Our Apocalypse

Looking back through my life,even in the happiest times ,that I can remember,there were evil factors , watching, or waiting,for the balance to weigh ,in its favor,as it is in the way of the world,if ,all of humanity becomes corrupt ,with greed and hatefulness,for itself,if there is no more good left in humanity, when all is Evil,we shall see our apocalypse.

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Our Apocalypse

Looking back through my life,even in the happiest times ,that I can remember,there were evil factors , watching, or waiting,for the balance to weigh ,in its favor,as it is in the way of the world,if ,all of humanity becomes corrupt ,with greed and hatefulness,for itself,if there is no more good left in humanity, when all is Evil,we shall see our apocalypse.

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The Road home

As I drove through the day ,I thumbed through the past , remembering the good times and the bad times ,the highway
And the back roads, began to haunt me ,with places, that I left behind ,only Ghosts now ,the houses
Boarded up,silent now, where I remembered life, and sound ,strange feeling going back to places that I left behind,a feeling of calm closure ,as I drank from the cold spring, I could feel the cool wind whispering peace ,and the streams flowing time ,as I drove away from that cold mountain valley spring, ,the evening stars began to shine the twilight was setting in,and I began the road home

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He put the Belt around my life

He put the Belt around my life
I heard the Buckle snap—
And turned away, imperial,
My Lifetime folding up—
Deliberate, as a Duke would do
A Kingdom's Title Deed—
Henceforth, a Dedicated sort—
A Member of the Cloud.

Yet not too far to come at call—
And do the little Toils
That make the Circuit of the Rest—
And deal occasional smiles
To lives that stoop to notice mine—
And kindly ask it in—
Whose invitation, know you not
For Whom I must decline?

Emily DICKINSON

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Letting Go

throat,
And they are choking me with nothing but pure resentment.
Oh if only I would have known such torment I could have saved this old heart from.
If only I would have listened to what all the others had said,
Long before all this mass destruction was done.
But, I am a fool of all fools,
And I deserve only what I get,
And staring out across what is now The Ruins,
I know this I shall never forget.
I took a chance,
Then I watched it all come tumbling down,
Shattering into a million pieces of what might have been,
Upon the ground.

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Letting Go

throat,
And they are choking me with nothing but pure resentment.
Oh if only I would have known such torment I could have saved this old heart from.
If only I would have listened to what all the others had said,
Long before all this mass destruction was done.
But, I am a fool of all fools,
And I deserve only what I get,
And staring out across what is now The Ruins,
I know this I shall never forget.
I took a chance,
Then I watched it all come tumbling down,
Shattering into a million pieces of what might have been,
Upon the ground.

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My Last Breath

I believe,
The time has come for me to move on.
My breath shall no longer blow,
My heart shall no longer beat strong.
This physical body I shall leave behind,
But, my Soul will be set free.
There will be no more pain no more sadness,
Nothing left in which to hurt me.
Sadly I must leave behind what has always meant the most,
Only because I know I am not what they need.
They deserve to be happy not watch me suffer,
Their much better off, indeed.
So as I prepare for my long journey Home,
I finally begin to feel some peace of mind.
Soon all this will be behind me,
And eternal peace I too shall find

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