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I AM NOWHERE AND EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE. Do not fear and admire. They are just distorted beliefs from desire. And flowers armed with lethal shafts,. Revealed by the magnificent Moonlight. And arrive safely in my hut. If you are pure of heart. If you fear the reverberating ground. The roar of raging river. The startling clap of thunder. Then go on, keep hiding. Be set ablaze by my fire.
But these roads, these mountains, this food, is all most Taiwanese people know. What exactly are they lacking, if they are happy? July 14, 2015.
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Time erodes a person like water to a riverbed. The rapids of life make us jagged and smooth us out. There is growth and fluctuation. We are in constant flux. The person you are today will not be the person you are tomorrow or in a decade. What stands like a boulder in your path now will wash away or wear down to a smooth and seamless surface. Because, a large m.
Today was a bad day,. Tomorrow will be a better day,. They both jumped and I was there observing. He looked at her standing near the high cliff,. Just a step away if she wants to jump,. They both jumped and I was there observing.
Come and join my tea party. With my Dishevelled teddy bears. Next to me, red ribbons in my hair. Bravely sent a special invite. Receiving this, a precious offer. Into the little world I hide. My flowery torn dress reveals. Cobwebs shroud and curtain my room. But in this junkyard of a room. A glowing pristine box, I reveal. Out comes my taintless tea set. With puerile excited squeal! Pour you a cup of notion.
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The light and dark side of poetry. And I have failed you. Why I drink the purest waters. Why I sleep on the most comfortable beds. Why I have so much food. That it goes to waste. And you go starving each night. Waiting to find your next meal. Why my heart is only open to you. For each Ramadan and closed after Eid. Why I deny your existence. When I sleep behind walls. And you under the stars. Because I have failed you. And I have failed you. One set of people are united.
Exposing the Contents of My Heart Through My Pen. One of my youth group kids. Sent me a text she said she was looking into college. But it was causing her stress. So she reached out to me. And asked what would be best. That it was one big test. And my heart began to break. But for her to be thinking of college. Warmed me down to my soul. Like the girl I know. She talks to me a lot.
A Vicious Cycle of Love and Hate. My name is Diana! I am a frustrated artist and an aspiring author. My hair is naturally brown, but it is purple at the moment. I am always starving, thus my social handle is. This blog is all about. It is all about my journey as I strut my heels towards.
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Follow me on Pinterest! Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Thoughtseeds Poetry and other thoughts. I expect this word to be big! August 14, 2015. I wrote this poem many years ago in honor of my grandmother. Now that I am a grandmother myself, I appreciate her even more.