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Shakespeare in love

O, Lord please give me your sword,
They gave me the frame to shame.
How princess displays then her powerness in battle,
and I just thought it was the Kentucky Shuffle… 81 more words

English Literature

I Wonder If

I still feel..
your lips on mine
as I held you close
and your hair did shine
under a million stars
when everything seemed to align. 31 more words


Lovely Crystals

Emeralds, sapphires, cut diamonds and gems
Sparkling sensations that shine without end
What is the value and inherent worth
Of lovely crystals we so love to unearth? 270 more words


Can't Take My Eyes Off You

The moment I set my eyes on you
I start to feel curious about you
Every look in your eyes
Every little change in your facial expressions…

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Love Poem


Christmas is in the air.
You are given into my hands
out of quietest, loneliest lands.
My trembling is all my prayer.
“Five Days Old” – Francis Webb…
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Sacred seconds with you,
I find I savour;
a look, a smile, an infinite millisecond of a mile
make but then somehow manage to break my heart. 40 more words


Poetry: Melody of Being Animate

Anyone that has met loyalties s..(suicide..)

“Open your window, make plans so you aren’t consumed by its dishonesty, you’ll make rush decisions think they make sense then you’ll be met with, realization or distractions whatever feels more comfortable, you’ll catch its meaning, meditate its feeling n think about, what it is that got you here in the first place, what it is that made you feel so strongly about loyalties s, you’ll figure out the perfect day, realize that the more you think about, the more you are wasting time, you’ll get what you need, sometimes this is so irrational its been in preparation so many times, that sometimes there is no preparation, it was the first time when I was 11 that, I had met such an indecisive me, never felt something that resonated so close to my heart, that made me feel its adrenaline to this extent, I was blown away by its commitment, its wasn’t until multiple similarities, years that went on by, when its attempt to commit started fading, not completely gone, but fading, I stand here 22, waiting, to turn 23 n still, fading, starting to realize that this commitment to loyalties s is slowly, fading each time it gets close to commit, there is a rage of rush memories, emotions, happenings that flow too fluidly it catches me, to realize, the dishonest in this commitment, I put the object back into its drawer, turn the lights off n walk away from its, loyalty, realizing..”