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Oh what shall I say of The Hurt One of many felt In life, on way, oh what shall I say of The Smile one of many seen for a flashing while; Oh what shall I say of the child one who went back to The Lord Now I know Why The smile why The child hurt me so- It is for The Lord we must show our love and prayer As 'All' for Him we must let go'.

Scribble & Scatter: Sunday Snaps! (28)

Scribble & Scatter: Sunday Snaps! (28)
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I was never with you but why without you I feel broken- Your shared smile across the screen was just a token- and all the while I waited to hear words, never spoken- hearts of stone, stones of hearts have become I reckon- again and again  deception overtakes and I am shaken- O lord Guide me I am lost when will I awaken?
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Every evening   I feel heavy, the rain cries as I cry-   the clouds mark the skies as dark and so is my day- and I ask myself-why? My faith was so strong where did I go wrong? where did I err? How much had I hurt - I never knew I never wanted to   and never would and I ask myself-how? will I know I am forgiven when there is silence no word spoken- and I ask myself- how long? how long to wait three days in faith are ordained and straight and then I answer myself? I am born   to have no friends I believe in one and soon the line ends- I am born                       to be deeply sad what have I done? is it so bad? and I ask myself-again as I feel the pain Is it all in vain? where do I begin? Life line is so thin two worlds apart with true feelings how can I mend   the broken heart-
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Why did you make my life so bright with your lovely smile and excited talk why did you share those creative thoughts that made me think so deeply why did you ask for words on paper that slipped through my pen so well and reached you why did you tell me about the world in your life and people who were not sincere and elders who did not give and care why did you speak of the future and that time was wasted and that nations did not prosper Because they did not think why did you make me realize that hearts are soft and tender I had closed all chapters and my chamber I had blocked the torturous world I had moved behind a wall and hid myself behind a stall and clouded myself under a pall of concentration dark and quiet But I am now grateful that you brought life into my life whatever the reasons you made bright all seasons and showered the love that should be may you too get your dreams true and happiness surround you all the way through you may stand tall and ...

How Do I Heal ?

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How to heal the wounds I cannot see How to ease away the pain Felt so far away from me How to stop the tears Flowing like rivers to the sea How to calm the shivers Trembling like the leaves How to soothe away the fears In the mind so deep How to touch the heart With love to make it feel How to grace the spirit A form I cannot hold My helplessness overtakes I’m still silent and cold But Hark, who goes there A smile appears         from nowhere, Mona Lisa I forget As I see I start to care The wounds begin to heal the heart begins to feel the tears begin to cease the fears begin to ease I smile back and find That to love heal and hold One has to be bold, Kindly forgiving in the heart That’s the power that keeps you warm   And saves you always from every harm.

What are we, in Color

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What are we in color blue yellow or black pale brown or purple, what are we in form ,tall small or short big huge or fat, what are we in mind, brave bold or angry patient loving or mad what are we in status, kings queens or pages lords ladies or sages what are we in real, soft tender and spiritual dying eternally mortal. why do we, then make, hate envy and war why do we then, love and kindness ignore why of all the prohibited we ask for more why of Death and Heaven we are not sure. Pompei Nagasaki Moenjodaro naming the few Oblivious nations pleasure drenched who knew Power pressure , public protests day by day new War, war destruction, torture afresh, yet grew- We are then, the same born in pain We are then, the insane , of mind again Are we the Ungrateful , in loss to remain? Are we the Lost , Our Eden never to regain? Let us turn before its too late Let us learn and try to relate Let Us think of The Almighty Great Bow for forgive...