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| Blog Name: | The New Writers |
| Url: | http://blog.thenewwriters.com/ |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | writing, poems, expression |
| Description: | The New Writers is an open website to all of those who enjoy to write. Everyone is welcome to become a part of this writing community! The world is expanding everyday in new wonderful directions, the intent of this website is to give all writers an opportunity to share their work with the world. Join Our Network! |
| Popularity: | 52 Followers |
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"fumbling truth" by Gina Affatto
When the world around me is fumbling grasping at the truth I listen When the world around me is fumbling lost for years and lost for time I do not think of myself as a flower amongst dirt I am the soil, I am here but not there subtle loving...nuture all the world around me fumbles and fumbles lest I get caught up and the moon is calling mystic clouds part...come my child..
When the world around me is fumbling grasping at the truth I listen When the world around me is fumbling lost for years and lost for time I do not think of myself as a flower amongst dirt I am the soil, I am here but not there subtle loving...nuture all the world around me fumbles and fumbles lest I get caught up and the moon is calling mystic clouds part...come my child..
'My Cinderella" by Munir Mezyed
This evening All the birds flew awayAnd disappeared…Heaven has the color of griefAnd exileTrees have the odor of waitingButterflies do not dare to flyNot to frighten the dormant flower…The endless emptiness freezesSurprisingly The sea becomes silentIndulged in thinking Thus your voice comes softlyLike a lonely cloud floating in the azure horizonDesires to cast all its burdensIt wets meI trembleAnd with all my body’s strengthI h
This evening All the birds flew awayAnd disappeared…Heaven has the color of griefAnd exileTrees have the odor of waitingButterflies do not dare to flyNot to frighten the dormant flower…The endless emptiness freezesSurprisingly The sea becomes silentIndulged in thinking Thus your voice comes softlyLike a lonely cloud floating in the azure horizonDesires to cast all its burdensIt wets meI trembleAnd with all my body’s strengthI h
"Dusk" by Steve Miller
I watched the dark sea, the ruffled blue-blackof a crow’s wing.An orange glow like a driftwood fire Along the horizon.Green like the Aurora Borealis shot in raysthrough the orangeTo the glacier blue beyond.a deepening path to Heaventhrough indigo night sky.In the presence of such holiness,my prayer was without words.Like the Glory I saw,I was silent.I was part of the GloryConsumed with GloryI became the Glorythe sky was my heart.Not a man with a man
I watched the dark sea, the ruffled blue-blackof a crow’s wing.An orange glow like a driftwood fire Along the horizon.Green like the Aurora Borealis shot in raysthrough the orangeTo the glacier blue beyond.a deepening path to Heaventhrough indigo night sky.In the presence of such holiness,my prayer was without words.Like the Glory I saw,I was silent.I was part of the GloryConsumed with GloryI became the Glorythe sky was my heart.Not a man with a man
My Dream unfulfilled
I thought of him and found him thereBlushed and flushed,when I saw him starethe look in his eyes, told me a lotwords unsaid,emotions to shareMy weeping eyes,his weeping heartMy dreams unfulfilled and his wishes still thereMy heart still pounding, his hands still shakingFeelings untold and desires bold,Lips waiting to be kissed,and hands to holdlonging him to my heart's desiredeep love,with flowing passion and fireHe c
I thought of him and found him thereBlushed and flushed,when I saw him starethe look in his eyes, told me a lotwords unsaid,emotions to shareMy weeping eyes,his weeping heartMy dreams unfulfilled and his wishes still thereMy heart still pounding, his hands still shakingFeelings untold and desires bold,Lips waiting to be kissed,and hands to holdlonging him to my heart's desiredeep love,with flowing passion and fireHe c
Today - Luna
Today I shall dance over my sorrow, with my eyes closed, think no tomorrow.Today I shall jump over my fearness,with my arms opened widely, allowing forgiveness.Today I shall enjoy a walk, me and my shadow,and take natura's whispering, as a ...fluffy marshmallow.Today, I shall take a deep breathe and taste,how fresh how rich this moment is, nothing to waste.Today, I shall feel, my mind all emptied
Today I shall dance over my sorrow, with my eyes closed, think no tomorrow.Today I shall jump over my fearness,with my arms opened widely, allowing forgiveness.Today I shall enjoy a walk, me and my shadow,and take natura's whispering, as a ...fluffy marshmallow.Today, I shall take a deep breathe and taste,how fresh how rich this moment is, nothing to waste.Today, I shall feel, my mind all emptied
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