Tag: love
group name: paree
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September 21, 2007 03:47 AM EDT --
I dedicate this prose poetry to Dena; who said she looks forward to reading more of my writing. Thank you, Dena.
Dropping . . . my heart
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July 25, 2006 05:33 AM EDT --
Runjish hi sahi, dil hi dookhanay ke liye aa
aa phir se mujhe chor ke jaanay ke liye aa
kuch tau meray pindar-e mohabbat ka bharam rukh
tu bhi tau kabhi mujh ko mananay ke liye . . .
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November 23, 2008 05:16 AM EST --
Like birth, the dying process can seem suspended and outside of time. With birth and death the anticipation and anxious waiting, joins up with the exhaustive nature of a tremendous moment. Whether that . . .
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August 29, 2006 02:15 AM EDT --
It happens.
The people you thought as pillars of your life
Dissolve like columns of salt with the first gush.
Those you loved with a passion nearly insane
Turn away to cracks between . . .
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November 03, 2007 01:24 AM EDT --
Golden blonde hair and baby blue eyes
Girls let me tell ya about this guy
He's wild and crazy and a little daring
He's gentle,loving and very caring
He's as . . .
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September 10, 2006 01:02 AM EDT --
Today, I am a Christian who is on a continual process of learning. And the more I learn, it seems the less that I know. But here are a few things that I have decided as I have been on this . . .
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October 12, 2007 02:01 AM EDT --
Sassy, Happy dog.
Chasing squirrels in the yard.
Rolling in the grass.
Beautiful, black, smart
Your love unconditional
So in tune with me
So many expressions
Love, joy, concern but mostly fear . . .
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November 27, 2006 12:02 PM EST --
Last Christmas I walked outside to wish my next-door neighbor a loving holiday. I saw him out my living room window standing beneath the twisted pine. Don leaned on the curb as if some invisible force . . .
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July 29, 2006 02:42 AM EDT --
Na kisi ki aankh ka noor hoon
Na kisi ke dil ka quaraar hoon
Jo kisi ke kaam na aa sake
Main voh ek musht-e-ghobaar hoon
Mera rang roop bigad gaya
Mera yaar mujhse bichhad gaya
Jo . . .
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December 03, 2006 09:50 AM EST --
She looked down at her hands, withered with age. So many lonely years, waiting. A tear rolled down her cheek, remembering the precious few stolen moments they had shared. . . .
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October 13, 2007 05:05 PM EDT --
I was given this challenge so while the storms rolled over me last night I decided to see what I could come up with.
A rmchair advocate is the name given to me by my caseworker a few years ago. . . .
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November 17, 2008 03:03 AM EST --
Echoing spaces where grey matter bulged,
hanging loosely today in his stained cotton bag.
We're pressing through traffic I'm steering the old man
with small shadow girl-child we cross the . . .
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October 10, 2007 11:54 PM EDT --
The bruise have healed only my eyes reveal the pain
My tears fall like silent rain
The storm and the rain clog my mind
Is love suppose to be this unkind
I truely love you but I know
I have no choice . . .
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September 11, 2006 12:22 AM EDT --
Murmurs to Love By
Sweet scented night wind
Rustles trees to sweet music
We clasp hands and squeeze
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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December 13, 2006 12:45 PM EST --
What makes an artist create or better still what makes an artist create gloriously?
I was good scholar at school but I came alive when it was that part of our English classes when we were asked to write . . .
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February 03, 2007 09:06 AM EST --
My youngest son, 9, turns 10 in a few days. He woke me an hour ago.
"I can't sleep."
He tossed his art supplies on the bed and crawled in after them. Graphite pencils, rubber eraser, . . .
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November 20, 2008 05:19 PM EST --
I've been waking so early, this day cranky, again. And this morning, last of morning glory blue, so sweet that birds laugh over my carefully hung laundry. Yard cat from the alley stays while . . .
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June 24, 2006 09:28 AM EDT --
My love lies in love lies.
The heart buried in worlds of deceit.
Conceited lies, secreted lies.
Lies of intent, defeated lies.
Cosmetic lies, lies that cover the soul.
Lies that speak . . .
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October 19, 2007 06:09 PM EDT --
To a Rose
Oh Rose as bright as yonder sun,
Which lights the world’s life never done,
And shows to me thy radiance true,
When shown reflected off of you.
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