forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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What can I say…

that has not been told,

poetry,

is as old,

as the heart of the human race…

 

For even before words came to be,

there were poets like you and me,

writing poetry through art,

on the caves,

of their mind,

of the trees, the moon and the stars,

waiting to find,

their voice…

 

What can I say…

that has not been told,

poetry,

is as old,

as the heart of the human race.

 

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Sometimes

Sometimes…

on moments of quiet contemplation,

my heart gets heavy without permission,

Refusing to hear any reason,

of the mind,

sometimes.

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Holding Your hands

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My mind intertwined,

with yours,

in waking and in sleep,

you comfort me in thoughts,

but I still miss you,

and holding your hands.

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Calm Night Across the River

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Calm night across the river,

That’s hard to see in the middle of day.

Calm night across the river,

Where there is no farmer to make hay.

Calm night across the river,

Where large waves slowly capsize.

Calm night across the river,

Where moon lights brightly every night.

It’s the place where the trees dance,

Giving off a gentle breeze,

It’s where we all rest when we hand in our day’s keys.

Calm night across the river,

It’s the place I see in my dreams.

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