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| Topic: My Reality... Pondering the Notion | |
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Doubled Edge Sword..Polished for Me
Humiliation is a dream I often wonder my Reality Does my mind play tricks on me..... Earth I walk Clouds up high Dust to Dust Do Ashes Fly Often ponder in my mind Where is my Reality..... Neverland or Rainbows Children's Laughter in the Rain Pain & Sorrow seen so clear Where is my Reality..... Running like Cat & Mouse Forever seeking Consequence Daily torment set it free Where is my Reality..... Author of this story told Confusion once taken hold Vision seen,,, Silence Spoke Yes,, this is my Reality....... |
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Flowers for me,, Thank you
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 Reality is only seen and felt in thoughts, until we allow are selves to BECOME THAT realility that we think WE see.
Then WE LIVE and have the realilty that works BEST for us to stay in. OK, READ it again, yep,,,thats it,lol I was saying THAT last sentence to ME,lol YOUR poem is very nice and YOUR realilty is WITH YOU...
Keep um coming.......  
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ah but, the reality is that you hold the keys
to kindness you drive the machine of hope and you spread the gift of love that is the real you the you that i have come treasure and adore so much peace be in your heart and let the soft winds of your warm soul carry your light to all the darkened corners of your pondered notions
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ah but, the reality is that you hold the keys to kindness you drive the machine of hope and you spread the gift of love that is the real you the you that i have come treasure and adore so much peace be in your heart and let the soft winds of your warm soul carry your light to all the darkened corners of your pondered notions
You,,,
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Minds can play tricks on thee,
This is life's reality. Reality is in the clouds, Thunder claps within the crowds. 
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Nice, nice, nice writes one and all. Fluttering butterflies in my stomach even land and gently waft their wings easing me into calmed ecstasy by your words.......
Damn, I'm soooo glad my kid told me to check this site out
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hugs
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Yes the family is home,, I have left some Tea and Treats for you,, Off to ponder
Blessed is my life,,, (((( Familia ))))))
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excellent
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Doubled Edge Sword..Polished for Me Humiliation is a dream I often wonder my Reality Does my mind play tricks on me..... Earth I walk Clouds up high Dust to Dust Do Ashes Fly Often ponder in my mind Where is my Reality..... Neverland or Rainbows Children's Laughter in the Rain Pain & Sorrow seen so clear Where is my Reality..... Running like Cat & Mouse Forever seeking Consequence Daily torment set it free Where is my Reality..... Author of this story told Confusion once taken hold Vision seen,,, Silence Spoke Yes,, this is my Reality....... Denise...reality is what it is what it is what it is.... Mucho love being sent out to you my gentle friend...
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heavy blade fly and sing cut me down with solid strokes
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nice LA
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So glad your reality and mine have become intertwined...
to you Dolly!
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A friend one said, "All is fake",
All around is what man makes Reality is but just an illusion, Fanciful views are just for confusion, Distance between real and made, Grows each day as nature does fade. He searches the world for a patch of land, But all that is left won’t fit in his hand. Tears well up and drip down his cheek, Modernity he sought now he’s up the creek. Why have we done this to ourselves, Human life now stacked like books on shelves. To err is human, to forgive divine, But no regrets begets life’s shine. Gone is color of nature’s palette, Blurred to grey, and brushed with a mallet Will she return no one knows, But room must be made if she is to grow. Until then, we must surely endure. |
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Hey Mikey! I like it!!!
~Den |
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A friend one said, "All is fake", All around is what man makes Reality is but just an illusion, Fanciful views are just for confusion, Distance between real and made, Grows each day as nature does fade. He searches the world for a patch of land, But all that is left won’t fit in his hand. Tears well up and drip down his cheek, Modernity he sought now he’s up the creek. Why have we done this to ourselves, Human life now stacked like books on shelves. To err is human, to forgive divine, But no regrets begets life’s shine. Gone is color of nature’s palette, Blurred to grey, and brushed with a mallet Will she return no one knows, But room must be made if she is to grow. Until then, we must surely endure. Cleasned the Knife once filled Hate Released my pain fell to my knees Mother Earth has shined upon me Confusion no longer lingering Path of Unknown Hillside speaks Gave me back my Dignity Open spaces in my mind Chapter ending not this time Land of Beauty Land so meek Please Replace the Reality He says to Err is Human,, Forgivness so Devine Human life now stacked like books on shelves waiting in time Sadness takin over me,, Tears of Hope seem lost Hunger, Thirst now replaced the empty of my mind Reality is What it is, Different paths we choose Like a Blade of Grass Cut down in time Lost a Child and his home Paint the Reality Close thy Eyes Bring colors of ones Soul Mother Earth has given me My Dignity and her Time I've grown in ways not possible To the Naked Eye Returning to a land I knew Once upon a Time........ Enterwined Enduring Re-Living Life, One day at a time You all just so Rock my World,, Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Hugs 
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Beautiful once again! I SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO love you!
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