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Thunderstruck Hearts
Read more: Thunderstruck HeartsJolts Me With Pain Our chemistry is vigorously electric, now jolts me with pain. A love that once blossomed, seems lost in disdain. Words like daggers, cutting deep in my veins. Shattering trust, leaving wounds open, wide as the ocean. –Neisha23
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A Prayer As We Gather And Made Whole Again
Read more: A Prayer As We Gather And Made Whole AgainThe Lord’s Prayer in Aramaic speaks of cosmic birth, creativity, empowerment, wisdom, and releasing past mistakes for fulfillment.
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A Poem Written For Me
Read more: A Poem Written For MeNessa Makara In the stillness of my soul,There is a vision I behold,Of a woman with an artist’s touch,And a heart so big, it’s hard to clutch. She paints with colors that seem to glow,And with every stroke she seems to show,A love for life that’s hard to describe,A passion that makes you feel alive.…
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Positive Affirmation #4
Read more: Positive Affirmation #4Introducing Artist/Writer/Poet Audrey Lorde
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Poetry By Craig Carlson
Read more: Poetry By Craig CarlsonUnknown Words are unknown by the author, til they are written on the page. Then the whole world can rejoice at the wisdom of the age. Fleeting are the days, life but a breath and a kiss. Young love fades away, like a flower in the mist. Willful and wanton are the ways of the…
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Poet Craig/ Poetry/Friendships
Read more: Poet Craig/ Poetry/FriendshipsWhat Matters There came up a matter, of which kind doesn’t matter, but the matter separated friends that were tight. For one wouldn’t talk because the other wouldn’t listen and they both knew they were right. Well the laughter stops and the conversations dropped and they both blame the other out of spite. And the…
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Fuzzy Big Eyed Monster/ Poet Craig
Read more: Fuzzy Big Eyed Monster/ Poet CraigLet Him In? There’s a cute little fuzzy big eyed baby monster, he’s knocking at my front door. Should i let him in? He looks playful and friendly, even though i know monsters are real, and real deadly. He promises to behave and be kind. His baby claws and fangs are perfect, but too small…
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Poetry by Craig Carlson:
Read more: Poetry by Craig Carlson:The Ivory Tower Alone, I sit in my ivory tower, with wandering thoughts, I have no power. Aimless direction, I hope like silver. Yet, fear and doubt impede my mind, like a sliver. Then an arrow of light shot into my heart and I realized a new life for myself I must start. A life…
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Night Rider/ Music Artist/ Masked Wolf
Read more: Night Rider/ Music Artist/ Masked WolfCheck out Night Rider [Explicit] by Masked Wolf on Amazon Music
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Poet Craig/ Here’s Another One…
Read more: Poet Craig/ Here’s Another One…Brandy She was all smiles but for only a minute. Then her whole mood changed. I have seen her shift a thousand times. So, I was experiencing nothing strange. Her eyes are what changed from a twinkle full of life to dark brooding pools so far away. Turning darker by thoughts than any night. She…