blink by Glorianne Kada

Blink Love Was Just Here

i carry your hea

by ee cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Trafalgar Square

art with me *STARS*

by glo

we were chasing stars as trust held our hands and ran away with us down snowflake sidewalks

all of our doubts were falling out of our pockets like loose change and smiles and giggles echoed in the night

in the heart of London

I remember you we were chasing ****STARS****

I Have His Love in 2009 by glo

i will be alive in your arms just inside this memory i hold so tight you see i keep this belief buried kinda deep that i could be yours and i am packing boxes in my mind and leaving this life tonight to chase love across the world alright, i am reasoning why it's makes more sense to just sit here in this comfy life that is so delicately propping me up to look outside and smile but it's not easy to forget how you made my pulse race as you shaped me into summer days and i am already packing boxes inside my mind to leave this life tonight i will be alive in your arms just inside this memory i hold so tight

broken child, my God is wild by glo

for days on end wakin up with this broken feeling inside now fading into mornings embrace and thoughts tangled up inside my head i would tell them BROKen child, my God is wiLD and you wouldn't have to be the last to know it's you that starts my day now with a smile

Life Poem by glo

vivid black lines drawn out against interstellar white times show me what life is to take the colour from the sky then touch my face a knowing smile like we have met somewhere before drifts into me as wisps of summer scented melodies rush through these veins to become a part of me LooK, we have taken all the colour from the sky placed it in our fingertips promise you these days weâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ve painted will not fade away

I Am Everywhere Just Before The Sun Goes Down there's that time in the evening just before the sun goes down

by glo

and your driving in your car downtown streets in lots of traffic straight into the sunset and you can't see a damn thing the sun is shining so bright in your eyes it's like that time of the day just before twilight, you know maybe an hour before the day is dimming this vibrant light penetrates so deep into the iris suddenly the air is alive and the entire day is suspended while you become connected a feeling of being everywhere I am everywhere just before the sun goes down

Why Canâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t We

Flowetic Soulchild

So before we get to the introductions of who we are And where we come from Or what we want to become of this moment. While our souls are full with lust of liquid rum And our intoxicated minds are still numb Before this stare grew from a glance I ask... Can we just move to the rhythm of our heart beat And dance away the problems that lies beneath While Trying to erase the permanent mark of pain from our souls 2 stepping down the yellow brick road to ask the wizard to give us love more precious then gold You know just rock side to side and Ride cupids high as our spirits glide under the cosmic skies

e Just Dance in search for our 1 true chance to really feel loved I ask Can we just hold each other And get away from reality for a New York minute With your head rested upon my shoulder While our passion heats up as the world grows colder And we give them a show we can always remember... I ask Can we Forget about the consequences that tomorrow may bring With you being my wind and I your wing Lets fly to a place our imaginations have never seen As we simplify the most complicated routine With your hand upon my hands I bathe my lips and I ask Baby... Why cant we just dance..?

Turning Towards Another "Spin me," she said, then falling into his arms she asked, "Where will love take us from here?"

and many moons went by before she realized that what once was will always be through stranded memories intertwined together through this crazy maze ..... and many moons went by before she no longer had to cry herself to sleep, but still yet not tonight 'cause one more memory remained to be forgiven, then to slip away until it was forgotten and where to turn and face some other she had known to love before to look through eyes of pure divine and taste once more the hint of morning dew upon her lips by glo

Blink Love Was Just Here Love was just here and it let me lay my head on his shoulder and feel what it was like, just for a while and feel what it was like, to miss him Love was just here And I smile in this joy of seeing him again. like the best friend I have always wanted... but Our time is over. Love was just here and it let me lay my head on his shoulder and feel what it was like, just for a while and feel what it was like, to miss him Love was just here I think it's okay If I just cry for a while While I dream of what could have been And remember what it was like just to see him smile Love was just here by glo

underneath this violet sky Lavender petals from my fingertips fall to this earth at my feet bend at the knees crashing

onto tufts of grass and dirt here for eternity my hands search out for you underneath this violet sky once again all that remains are my hands on my face and this sweet smell of lavender

Lets Ride On Faith by glo

who wrote the only one into their skin and who ripped it all to pieces the only one who could have, left behind a trail as red seeps through white

so lets ride on faith and consider this to be the truth of a time when i was on fire for you let it be what it was ripped up pages of words left unspoken

Somewhere out there There are people Living my life The life I've always wanted It's no wonder No wonder at all Why I am left Standing here Staring at the Pictures on the wall Whispering to myself Is this my life? Somewhere out there There are people Living My life And so I stand here In all the blessings I have been given And all the blessings That have been taken It's no wonder Why I just let the day Pass through me by glo

As I Fall By Glo As I fall asleep at night the universe whispers in my ear. In between restlessness and surrender, As I fall asleep. Reciting words I've always known. As I fall asleep at night the universe whispers in my ear telling me, "Don't let go." Consider love And all the betrayls But the universe holds no place for these anyways... Consider love So is it even a decision. So what is there to question. Why wonder at all? So that I can know, this is something I can hold onto. How did I know. Don't let go. Love took design inside. Sleep comes easy. Somehow through the night the universe finds a way to whisper love and lullabies, scattered across my pillow.

By Glo Yesterdayâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Nailpolish It was like a kiss that meant something In my mind of the memory of our time All the disappointments became someone else's problem They all got tossed aside It was like yesterdays nailpolish All the colours are still there

Why Turtle Went To The Moon By Hassan Omar

Turtle faced a fork in the road of life, The road once ran straight but now there's a left and a Right. The road ran between east and west running north and south into the light. He had a companion but she went toward the sun, he went to the moon. You see he saw it like this. You weren't my world my love You were the Light above The giver of life to this heart You were the key from the start I was merely a moon to this rock I revolved around that spot that revolved upon you You see you were the Warmth The smile through all the hurt down here, to me, you are all in my mind but in reality, you were literally my sunshine...

nothing heals me like you do I get it this empty this void this feeling/ Its you and everything I've been missing/ My heart is speaking and its not alright/ The stitches I placed on it are no longer tied/ My smiles turn to laughs/ My frowns aren't as sad/ Its weird because all I want is my friend back/ Hassan Omar

The path that runs west of th By Hassan Omar

If you are taking the path in between I guess I'll head towards At least there I can see the stars and make it monsoon/ The galactic universe at my finger tips/ Rearrange the stars into the shape of her lips/ Pull the black holes into the shape of her eyes/ Grabbing supernovas and twist them into her smile/ Reshape the storms into the flesh of her face/ Find a way to bring back her smell and her kiss her slow/ Grab her by the waist and hang on to her thighs/ Let the flavor of her soul linger for a while/ And settle down on a distant moon some place/ Stare at my creation and feel her glow/ Feel the love she once had for me/ Feel complete once again as she drifts into sleep/ Gaze at her on my shoulder as we cruise the stars/ The nights still young and my heart's still full,

dear God this feeling is the only one

he moon and east of the sun

s the moon/

that makes me feel free to once again drift to sleep/

where are you

I will not find you here I will find you out there riding down alleys at night peering into corners stairs climb up the sides of brick buildings I wonder if it was there that we first met but i keep riding because I will not find you here

maybe I will never find you again instead you become the hint of rain at the end of a hot day as I listen to the sounds of the traffic theres a train that clamours through this city as i ride along beside it never more to find it i will not find you here anymore but i will find you out there somewhere i'm sure

I know You're Out There Posted by HaS the Turtle at 8:08 PM I know you're out there on a back porch somewhere Staring at the moon in the summer nights air. Hair blowing to the wind Praying and begging God to find the strength within If not that then help from a being in skin Storm clouds rolling in, thunder and lightening. You too find an attraction to power The one nature uses in flowers birds and bees and black rosaries. You wish it would one day take you Whisk you up above to a place of peace To where your power is not an equal but unique And the rules of love and pain can never be reversed. Yes you can recall this to the last verse Nobody knows the pain nor the hurt Forever and Always, never came first -Hazey _________________________*________________________ Here is a response by Daurie :) And so you found me Staring through a midst of trees up at a pale moon shining down on me It's light is almost painfully blinding yet it's equally beautiful in that the light is binding with the dark and such is life You're right I prayed and asked God to find the strength within and He sent me you "a being in skin" and when the storm clouds roll in, I know who to call Him who stood by me through it all So I thank you for not only looking and seeing through the pain that's yours but for opening the doors that have been locked for years and drying the the never ending tears looking past and seeing me setting the sparrow free

i know your out there

_______________________________________*_______________________ ____ My response Free Sparrow I know you're out there free Beautiful song bird singing to me Night air is crisp but refreshing Flap your wings in excite, just to express it or to express this The feelings that you had while being locked away I came to your heart, brought the key, you ran astray I feel alone and still trying to find you Your song gives me direction, I walk as if I were blind to, The fact that you seem to be so far away I take twelve more steps and she flaps further away Trying to grab a hold of you is so damn hard Who knew falling in love could leave such scars -Hazey

Night SunShine LOO KED BAC K I N R ETR O SPEC T M I SS ED T HE SKY T ON I GHT T HE SKY I S S TI LL RA IN I N G BI TS O F FIR E

by glo

HE’ S OFF TO L A L A L A N D .. . N I GHT SU N SHI N E MY DA R LI N G IS SOM EW HER E OU T THE RE S HI NI N G BL AC K I N THE DA R KN ESS WHE RE THE RE I S A LOVE T HAT C AN N O T BE C ON TA I NE D I T I S HER E WHE RE I A M BEGI N N I N G T O FI N D FO RE VER

streetlight lyrics let me know, do i still got time to grow things aint always set in stone with that being, let me know let me

seems like streetlights glowing happened to be just like moments passing, in front of me so i hopped in, the cab and i paid my fair, see i know my, destination but im just not there all the streetlights glowing happened to be just like moments passing, in front of me so i hopped in, the cab and i paid my fair, see i know my, destination but im just not there in the streets in the streets im just not there in the streets

by Hassan

im just no there life's just not fair

Something Different. Something Romantic. By steven le stephen

Sweet Sunday Hill I love a lazy Sunday, Away from the craze, The slight breeze on my face And you right beside me. We lay on our backs, Smiling at each other, The soft green grass Tickling us under. I touch your soft cheek, Admire eyes glistening, Lean in for the kiss I know you desired. You're humming my sweet And I am too, My heart is so happy To be here with you. We don't need to talk As we already have, We say so much with Just two pairs of hands. I adore your laugh, Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s a blissful gift. This poem is yours, You asked for this.

Live. by steven le steve

When the sun opens a new day, Embrace it with passion. Some people may never do so, And hence fail to live life to its fullest potential. In prayer seek God, Whom you may already know, But can never know enough. He is the reason you live, think and die. People can be everything and nothing. Those that are everything should know this. Those that are nothing should not know, For they still hold importance in your life, Whether you acknowledge it or not. Their truest purpose is to define you, Shape you, Challenge you, In all that you believe you are. Reveal unto them your best and truest self - always.

Do not fear or become frustrated with discovery, You are always learning. Accept this fact and everything can be yours to know. If love is to become a concern, Enjoy the seeking of the answers. They may never come, They may already exist, They may even be on the edge of your lips. There will be sorrows, There will be tears, But there is always hope, Even amongst fears. Be happy and prosper, Smile by meaning it, They'll tell you it wasn't worth anything, But I tell you it is. Your life is worth everything. Now live. -God bless you.-

a new dawn By Francoise Emilie Bennett

After all the excitement, The tremulous heart racing heat, The sweetness of placidity Drifts across my mind. Taking just a moment or two to gaze from the window At the familiar houses, The rooftops, The leaves on the trees, Not falling, Still in a wave of green tenderness, Yet looking, just as if, they are about to fall. I think of the words of Byron, And even love itself must rest, Love that thrilled and spilled every moment of my being. Now as we move, glide, Onto a new path, A lovely ride on still waters, A peaceful passage, The ocean, Always my friend, My truest friend, Bringing me here, Taking me away again, I just let myself be guided, Drifting on the adventurous ocean, As the urgency of love's passion subsides, I can look into your beautiful eyes And see the world.

Love in Stone

By Francoise Emilie Bennett How long have they sat there So embraced? Sitting behind St Paul's Cathedral In the midst of all the madness of the city, So in love, So obviously in love. They have been through and survived so much. They were there in the Blitz When bombs fell on London for six years almost every night. They held each other tight. Though they are made of stone They have hearts that beat, Anyone can see that walking past them in the street. Often they are left alone And quite forgotten, But they like it that way, Locked forever so closely together. They've seen the marches of love and hate, All the events and ceremonials Come and go, Kings and Queens, Heroes and paupers, All the same to them, And in this slightly overgrown, Almost neglected place At the back of St Paul's They have established their enduring home. They hear the music echoing from the Cathedral, At night the whole place is lit up with golden lights, Like heaven. How many years have they sat there Feeling so moved and entranced By the many vows and blessings Offered up in this place. So he gives her a wry little smile And she looks upwards into his eyes. 'I remember when we were both young' says she, 'I remember when the child seeped out of your womb' says he. So passively peaceful are they, Locked together for all time, Love in stone With hearts that beat.

By Damien Patrizio

Beneath All These Concerns By Damien Patrizio May we uphold true spirituality and may the Almighty Bless us in an unconventional manner, since missed always And forever indebted you'll be, Amen. Llanto por mi familia, mi amigos y otros: I keep shedding uncontrollable tears for whats deeply felt And by missing those already gone. Now stay awhile, As I kneel to pray for a soul which has passed on, Because the identities of close relation are resurfacing in My aching heart. All these memories of you are steamlined, None leave me shame-faced whilst playing for keepsSince you're never shameful in my recurring dreams. Why do the elements of consciousness transform us By endowing eternal love in the purest sense ? For this reason, inspiration now stirs within, as I believe That something positive comes forth to ultimately rescue What's least expected. I now deal with new privileges Rather cautiously when visiting this somber place, As weather-beaten mausoleums slump atop backdrop hillocks

And tattered headstones rise out of the frigid ground. Each are engraved with a surname of those taken back, Announcing respectively a life's annuity. I always read them to fully realize None were death-defying in their respite. Someday, All do return here throughout our centuries of haunting years, After our rituals of living- for a final resting plot and burial in this gothic cemetery of darkened Earth. These perimeters do contain many secrets now buried With those God-fearing individuals under sloping weeds -May such solitude remain intact. As the lyre of fading shadows become another glory Of the past, no expletives shall be needed to drone out The weeping of willows, during the intervals of sunshine, Moonlit storms and seasonable sweeping change. What is salvaged in these dusty fields like cascades Of cremated ash is an embodiment of blessings Once trusted by you., and still it swirls in the minds Of those who listen as elegies unfurl. I know that All our duteous feelings can never be rearranged, So now rest peacefully, undisputed as a loved one, And unperturbed in the depth of climatic sovereignty

Below my dew-dampened boots. Some do claim, Not having the visual luxury to enjoy the spectral beauty Of natural order, doesn't mean we were meant to fade Into a nonexistent plateau of suffering. I believe this as truth Since there'll be no end to your legacy, neither to friendship. Only our mortal bodies wither beneath winter's taupe twilight And the slate-gray afternoons of summer before A festive bursting of sky blue. Dreadful isn't that silence We're to recline in, undoubtedly free of the worries And a lifetime's faults, as the breeze blows directional And once again recumbent snowfall blankets this area Where one can be rest-assured. Frail are the corpses Clutching to their fondest memories, as the shroud Is wrapped around brittle bones, and just like you and I, They'll never rot with Charon's rampages Whilst holding even closer the grace of the Lord... Here in this passive environment beneath The Aurora and six feet under all my concerns. Our time together was in the past, You shown no rictus only a delightful smile. Be safe on that next endeavor. You will be missed.

Love Notes from The Multi-Verse By Kate Orth

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It’s a feeling I can’t shake – or run from, for that matter and believe you me, I’m good at that duck and cover camouflage; it’s intuitive counter intuitive just like those love knots tied to the posts of my bed. Every now and then, I will feel you there in the quantum line – as I round the stairs and come to the landing. For a moment an image of you lingers as you shake the snow from your leather, as you peel those gloves from your pale square hands … as you smile that thousand watt smile when our eyes meet for the first time again, and again and again. It will always be the first time and times – breathless and quirky, po’boy eccentric, executive mischief, gentle rebels with unforgettable minds, on high voltage and humbled – between the sheets of gold and crimson – holy and hella naughty. .. .. You blink, and I blink – and you fade. I shake my head and put my hands on my hips – and I grin. .. .. Could be tomorrow or it could be in the next life – could have been last week at 9pm, or September 8th, 1930 at 8:09pm. Doesn’t matter, truly. It just is. That's the nature of Quantum.

The Jargon of Silence by m.h.draper I loved the faith in your eyes You bounded the span of my spirit And within me you breathed Life, love, loss and , at last; Liberty to remember all these days, Through good or bad, I knew your heart first. To hold you, rest in that calm, Enchanted there with your smile, Reassured by the belief In such sweetest relief, listening for a sigh I longed to hear but did not. I hear only the clock, and the seconds that passed. To this collage of memory, The heart muffles cries. No bitter replies, to seize any apologies, or work on remedies; no awkward vigilance, to be alone in this dance. only this, this -- then; the subconscious ghost that screams in my ears unpronounceable words. The haunting my halls down to a bed that is always made.

the Jargon

Of Silenc

Distance is a measure, Or a memory, distance is Most, an elegy. or epitaph, good enough for healthy laugh. I think of you, when I see this photograph. I find myself missing even the worst moments; to what use is this? To dream that each kiss where my hands held you breathless, raptured on the pivot of pleasure was hope. Distance, it is a measure. And on my lips, the last call, will still ask if remembered at all. I concede to scribble this ephemera. It is the asphodel of antiquity, The rupture of meant to be, if only each could see. These tumble to fears, words wrought in pleading prolixity, all in vain, from pain; when love must refrain -but where could memory go? In my heart, there is you -someone I will always know.

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