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Vodka

I want to get drunk until the memory of you is nothing but a blur

I want to take loads of shots of vodka until all my worries disappear away

Until i forget about you and forget how you made me feel

Until my feelings for you disappears completely

I just want to have one night of fun, one night where i don't have to think about anything.

One night where i ignore the rest of the world and dance the night away

I want to get drunk and forget everything

Even if it just for one night

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Written by Winterreign
Vodka
I want to get drunk until the memory of you is nothing but a blur
I want to take loads of shots of vodka until all my worries disappear away
Until i forget about you and forget how you made me feel
Until my feelings for you disappears completely
I just want to have one night of fun, one night where i don't have to think about anything.
One night where i ignore the rest of the world and dance the night away
I want to get drunk and forget everything
Even if it just for one night
#romance  #forget  #shots 
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What is "knowledge?"
Written by sandflea68 in portal Philosophy

Enlightenment

Knowledge opens the shards

of frozen ice to reveal reason why

mind is helplessly chained to wall,

unleashes boundaries from pen -

a new awakening of amber glow

as sun filters mind breaking shackles,

opening up knowledge to consume

the ancient stones, infancy of truths.

Abandoned harmony of life threads dance

kneeling in balance of life bursting forth

like ripe, dripping peaches of wisdom,

resonating on night wind – savage possession

kindled with pain and pleasure entwined,

budding wisdom and time-worn realities,

maze of verity cursed by thirst of all-knowing

reaching for promise in distant starlit skies,

yearning to share bounty of far flung vistas.

Knowledge drives wisdom on wings of fancy,

breathing beneath tangled debris of mind

following different roads to same destination,

fulfilling fiery wishes of uncloaked secrets.

Mystery is disguised by masks of seeking

the bruises of battle scars leading the way,

cherished thoughts of enlightenment unlock

puzzles of mind, opening clear view to lost images.

Windows of light glimmer throughout the denseness,

healing begins and filters through opening mind,

a cocoon awakening to that which you seek

in moonlit sonatas sharing what is meant to be.

Knowledge is not about learning alone but sharing

wisdom imparted in simplicity before submitting

to the mindless grave, watching knowledge march on.

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Written by sandflea68 in portal Philosophy
Enlightenment
Knowledge opens the shards
of frozen ice to reveal reason why
mind is helplessly chained to wall,
unleashes boundaries from pen -
a new awakening of amber glow
as sun filters mind breaking shackles,
opening up knowledge to consume
the ancient stones, infancy of truths.
Abandoned harmony of life threads dance
kneeling in balance of life bursting forth
like ripe, dripping peaches of wisdom,
resonating on night wind – savage possession
kindled with pain and pleasure entwined,
budding wisdom and time-worn realities,
maze of verity cursed by thirst of all-knowing
reaching for promise in distant starlit skies,
yearning to share bounty of far flung vistas.
Knowledge drives wisdom on wings of fancy,
breathing beneath tangled debris of mind
following different roads to same destination,
fulfilling fiery wishes of uncloaked secrets.
Mystery is disguised by masks of seeking
the bruises of battle scars leading the way,
cherished thoughts of enlightenment unlock
puzzles of mind, opening clear view to lost images.
Windows of light glimmer throughout the denseness,
healing begins and filters through opening mind,
a cocoon awakening to that which you seek
in moonlit sonatas sharing what is meant to be.
Knowledge is not about learning alone but sharing
wisdom imparted in simplicity before submitting
to the mindless grave, watching knowledge march on.

#challenge  #knowledge 
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Time

Turning, I looked over my shoulder,

I was watching life’s scenes reappear,

when I looked in the mirror, I was older,

with the cries of past sins in my ears.

The past feels like a dark valley,

or a dark forest where soldiers were slain;

muddy rivers from a great storm’s finale,

an old mansion with spirits, insane.

And how do I find a wise answer,

to leaving the past far behind?

Sin glares from afar like a dancer,

whose smile is erotic and kind.

Wave upon wave of each memory,

crashing the shores in my mind,

pushing the sands of experience,

into dunes on a beach I can’t climb.

Until finally the winds of tomorrow,

grab hold and they rush me away;

To a place where there is no more sorrow;

and my mind always stays in today.

S.W. Biddulph, 2014

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Time

Turning, I looked over my shoulder,
I was watching life’s scenes reappear,
when I looked in the mirror, I was older,
with the cries of past sins in my ears.
The past feels like a dark valley,
or a dark forest where soldiers were slain;
muddy rivers from a great storm’s finale,
an old mansion with spirits, insane.
And how do I find a wise answer,
to leaving the past far behind?
Sin glares from afar like a dancer,
whose smile is erotic and kind.
Wave upon wave of each memory,
crashing the shores in my mind,
pushing the sands of experience,
into dunes on a beach I can’t climb.
Until finally the winds of tomorrow,
grab hold and they rush me away;
To a place where there is no more sorrow;
and my mind always stays in today.
S.W. Biddulph, 2014
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Written by zikeda in portal Poetry & Free Verse

11:11

some people wish

on stars,

some

on meteors,

and others

on time

maybe 

that's why 

we never aligned

because i wished

on stars,

you wished

on meteors

and forgot

it takes time

to create galaxies.

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Written by zikeda in portal Poetry & Free Verse
11:11
some people wish
on stars,

some
on meteors,

and others
on time

maybe 
that's why 
we never aligned

because i wished
on stars,

you wished
on meteors

and forgot
it takes time

to create galaxies.
#instantcrush  #hashbrownhashtag  #imsadandiloveyou  #wishyfishy 
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My Dream Home

White bricks and black, gabled roofing

A rooftop that I can dance on - like my favorite book

Venturing through black doors

A rustic facade to match my soul

A chimney to send the evil away

A fireplace made of stone to keep us warm with love

Two floors with a balcony

Something I've never had

Wooden stairs with gold-colored railing

To keep my children safe

White concrete driveway

With cracks to match my flaws

Painted walls

Each room a different color - One for everyone

My husband's own recording room

So that I can listen to his music while I do the dishes

My own bookshelf where all my favorites will go

Filling up every spot - filling my heart

The en suite master for my love & I

A window sill that I can sit in, read in, think in

Looking up at the stars when insomnia captures me

A pastel curtain swaying with the wind

The King's bed shall be gray & brown pillows with a black duvet

Comfortable & soft for my love & I

The baronial halls shall document our lives

With photos all along the path

Our two beautiful children smiling

Wanting to jump in the pool that I so long for

With a backyard as big as the mind of a writer

A trampoline and a horse stable

Grass, sprinklers, a playground

For my babies to run in

Then, soon resting on the nude-colored couch on Sundays

For it is the Lord's Day as shown by the crucifix high on the wall

Wishing to be blessed with goodness

For we shall be a happy family in our perfect home

A spacious kitchen with gray-marbled counters and black, wooden cabinets

Where dreams will be thought, love will be shared

Memories will be made and knowledge will be taught

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My Dream Home
White bricks and black, gabled roofing
A rooftop that I can dance on - like my favorite book
Venturing through black doors
A rustic facade to match my soul
A chimney to send the evil away
A fireplace made of stone to keep us warm with love
Two floors with a balcony
Something I've never had
Wooden stairs with gold-colored railing
To keep my children safe
White concrete driveway
With cracks to match my flaws
Painted walls
Each room a different color - One for everyone
My husband's own recording room
So that I can listen to his music while I do the dishes
My own bookshelf where all my favorites will go
Filling up every spot - filling my heart

The en suite master for my love & I
A window sill that I can sit in, read in, think in
Looking up at the stars when insomnia captures me
A pastel curtain swaying with the wind
The King's bed shall be gray & brown pillows with a black duvet
Comfortable & soft for my love & I
The baronial halls shall document our lives
With photos all along the path
Our two beautiful children smiling
Wanting to jump in the pool that I so long for
With a backyard as big as the mind of a writer
A trampoline and a horse stable
Grass, sprinklers, a playground
For my babies to run in
Then, soon resting on the nude-colored couch on Sundays
For it is the Lord's Day as shown by the crucifix high on the wall
Wishing to be blessed with goodness
For we shall be a happy family in our perfect home
A spacious kitchen with gray-marbled counters and black, wooden cabinets
Where dreams will be thought, love will be shared
Memories will be made and knowledge will be taught

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Who are you, really?
Written by HanneloreBrun in portal Nonfiction

Permanently Temporary

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

I am.

Leaves rustling, crunching, floating.

Stems growing, reaching, thriving.

Worms eating, digging, squirming.

Ants building, creating, moving.

Shrooms decomposing, decaying, renewing.

I am the grass reaching higher and higher.

I am.

Sun warming, waking, setting.

Waves crashing, pulling, wearing.

Streams rushing, taking, giving.

Moon glowing, shining, waning.

I am the stars twinkling boldly and brightly.

I am.

Birds flying, chirping odes.

Lakes thawing, changing form.

Flowers blooming, colorful aromas.

I am the fields swaying, shining gold.

A worldspinning endlessly.

A universe vastly undiscovered.

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

"I AM," I long to scream into that void. I imagine my voice echoing back to me as a sign that I am contained. But no, I scream it with every ounce of passion I can muster and it's just sucked into the vacuum that is our galaxy.

"I EXIST!" I shout to nobody else but my own imagination.

Day becoming night. Night becoming day.

So many times that the two become one.

Each moment welcomes new life.

Each moment in turn honors life lost.

Life begins, thrives and ends.

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

All of this happening in an unplanned synchronization composing the most spectacular fugue ever will there be.

I am but the shell of a misplaced soul.

I live and so I am life.

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

I am.

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Written by HanneloreBrun in portal Nonfiction
Permanently Temporary
Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

I am.
Leaves rustling, crunching, floating.
Stems growing, reaching, thriving.
Worms eating, digging, squirming.
Ants building, creating, moving.
Shrooms decomposing, decaying, renewing.

I am the grass reaching higher and higher.

I am.
Sun warming, waking, setting.
Waves crashing, pulling, wearing.
Streams rushing, taking, giving.
Moon glowing, shining, waning.

I am the stars twinkling boldly and brightly.

I am.
Birds flying, chirping odes.
Lakes thawing, changing form.
Flowers blooming, colorful aromas.

I am the fields swaying, shining gold.

A worldspinning endlessly.
A universe vastly undiscovered.

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

"I AM," I long to scream into that void. I imagine my voice echoing back to me as a sign that I am contained. But no, I scream it with every ounce of passion I can muster and it's just sucked into the vacuum that is our galaxy.

"I EXIST!" I shout to nobody else but my own imagination.

Day becoming night. Night becoming day.
So many times that the two become one.

Each moment welcomes new life.
Each moment in turn honors life lost.

Life begins, thrives and ends.

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

All of this happening in an unplanned synchronization composing the most spectacular fugue ever will there be.

I am but the shell of a misplaced soul.

I live and so I am life.

Though I be but temporary, I am a temporary part of infinity.

I am.
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my old friend

the dragon fire engulfs me

the battle to rule my brain

is driving me closer to the flames

and with every breath of ash

I am driven deeper into the dungeon 

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my old friend
the dragon fire engulfs me
the battle to rule my brain
is driving me closer to the flames
and with every breath of ash
I am driven deeper into the dungeon 

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Written by Moonwolf

I see the sun through the fog.

I'm on a train.

I have never been on a train before.

The train's motion feels like I'm swaying on the rocking chair in my room.

I now know why so many stories have a baby being lulled to sleep by the movement of a train.

I see the sun through the fog.

The sun is beautiful.

The is stripped of its shine by the mist, to be transformed into a circle ringed with black.

It looks as if it isn't the sun, but a hole made in the sky with a paper punch.

What if the sun does go round the earth?

I imagine it on a train, carried round, sitting on its own at a table seat.

I imagine the sun being lulled to sleep.

Like a baby on a train in a book.

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I see the sun through the fog.
I'm on a train.
I have never been on a train before.
The train's motion feels like I'm swaying on the rocking chair in my room.
I now know why so many stories have a baby being lulled to sleep by the movement of a train.

I see the sun through the fog.
The sun is beautiful.
The is stripped of its shine by the mist, to be transformed into a circle ringed with black.
It looks as if it isn't the sun, but a hole made in the sky with a paper punch.

What if the sun does go round the earth?
I imagine it on a train, carried round, sitting on its own at a table seat.
I imagine the sun being lulled to sleep.
Like a baby on a train in a book.
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Tough~Love

Your love is tough

Still in my heart

Your eyes

...

Your voice

...

In my thoughts

My thoughts fighting

My tears hiding

For your love still

In my heart

Still in my heart

Happiness fading

Sorrow feeding

Love beating

So hard...so hard

Your love is tough

Burning my heart

Your love is tough

.....Screaming.....

In my heart

So hard...so hard

Your love is tough 

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Tough~Love
Your love is tough
Still in my heart

Your eyes
...
Your voice
...
In my thoughts

My thoughts fighting
My tears hiding
For your love still
In my heart

Still in my heart

Happiness fading
Sorrow feeding
Love beating

So hard...so hard

Your love is tough
Burning my heart
Your love is tough
.....Screaming.....
In my heart

So hard...so hard

Your love is tough 
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I Am A Beautiful Creature

Little humans screaming

"The Dragon!"   "The Dragon!"

I look scary and ferocious

but am am completely harmless

         .I am a beautiful creature

You drop the lovely lettuce

to the dirty muddy ground

saying yucky Arizona Chuckwalla Lizard

the plump red tomatoes you toss

         .I am a beautiful creature

a food you call sandwiches

your dear Mother's made for you

have meat from pigs and cows

butchered and pressed

         .I am a beautiful creature

I look scary and ferocious

but I am completely harmless

I am a vegetarian I do not eat meat

My diet is fruits, flowers, and other plants

         .I am a beautiful creature

A native of Southwest desert

regions especially Arizona

I am not venomous nor

dangerous to humans.

         .I am a beautiful creature

I am very docile

and will run to a nearby rock piles

when I feel threatened

holding my body with air

         .I am a beautiful creature

When you leave and the coast is clear

I will go nip up the lovely lettuce

and haul the plump red tomatoes 

to my home ..you do not forget 

         .I am a beautiful creature

©Julia A  Knaake

 

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I Am A Beautiful Creature

Little humans screaming

"The Dragon!"   "The Dragon!"

I look scary and ferocious

but am am completely harmless

         .I am a beautiful creature

You drop the lovely lettuce

to the dirty muddy ground

saying yucky Arizona Chuckwalla Lizard

the plump red tomatoes you toss

         .I am a beautiful creature

a food you call sandwiches

your dear Mother's made for you

have meat from pigs and cows

butchered and pressed

         .I am a beautiful creature

I look scary and ferocious

but I am completely harmless

I am a vegetarian I do not eat meat

My diet is fruits, flowers, and other plants

         .I am a beautiful creature

A native of Southwest desert

regions especially Arizona

I am not venomous nor

dangerous to humans.

         .I am a beautiful creature

I am very docile

and will run to a nearby rock piles

when I feel threatened

holding my body with air

         .I am a beautiful creature

When you leave and the coast is clear

I will go nip up the lovely lettuce

and haul the plump red tomatoes 

to my home ..you do not forget 

         .I am a beautiful creature

©Julia A  Knaake
 
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