Ray of hope

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Move On . . .

Life moves on . . .
Time goes by.
No more tears,
I'm too strong to cry.
Even though I hurt deep inside,
I need to handle the pressure and enjoy the ride.
Live with no regrets,
have more pride.
Keep my head held up high,
spread my wings and just fly.
Accept when you're wrong and
fight for what's right.
Life is too short . . .
So don't hide from the light.
It's time to leave the dark and
notice what's in plain site.
Your future is bright!
So fuck the past,
MOVE ON,
and give yourself another  chance.
Let the devil know it's his last dance.
Be in control when time goes by.
Don't live in the past,
forget the lies.  
Be true to yourself and be proud of your life . . .
It will be the end in a blink of an eye.
As life moves on and time goes by . . .

Written by: MariahDalli:)

A song for Your Heart

I was easing up the bayou in my flat bottom boat!
I had a song in my heart and I knew every note!
This is such a good life if you know how to live!
Our old earth has a lot of beauty and so much to give!

There's every color in the rainbow, even some in between!
Blue skies,Green grass,such a fine sight,if you know what I mean!
Moss hanging from a Live oak tree!
Blackbird singing on a Cypress Knee!

Nature paints earth's portrait for all!
This beauty of all, both great and small!
A Masterpiece of landscapes, a mural of life!
Trees and streams, home for the wildlife!


We could ease up the bayou in my flat bottom boat!
With a song in our hearts, we could sing every note!

Dawn


The thunder of warrior roars
flattens the words of poets,
wagon wheels burying gems in mud.

I ache for the whisper of dreamers,
awakening my soul
like summer winds rippling grass.

Share with me an ethereal journey,
joined in spirit on the infinite plane
of pulsing light orbs.

West is the moon, and east are the stars
and dawn rises in our hearts,
every day.

There in the light
Darkness leaves
Hoe returns
Ass we close
We wonder
Where is the bad
Did leave forever
He looks down
"Yes my child forever"

Anonymous said:<< post removed >>

You're well-read aren't you Raud? The last 4 lines are from Seneca! Please don't claim them as your own

   Moumoku

blinded eyes will never see light
once apone a time on that faithful night
seeing nothing but with a touch of a hand
feeling the warmth of the sand.
breez blows near
sun on her face
thanking god for her love and grace.
smell of water just like salt,
and palm trees shades her skin.
hearing those who walk right near
giggling at what she hear.
eyes stayed shut
but mind wide open
making her strong and not broken
"need a hand?" he may ask
but blessed young girl
waves her hand and pass

feeling the pettles of this morning glory

need to say this girl wount rest
as she calibrates matsuri fest.


this girl she was sent from heaven
showing there is more to life

why is she different?? some may ask

shes not like you, nor like me
she do not need her eyes to see.





-kumiko yamamoto
morning glory- of its mortality and allows people to see just how short, yet beautiful, life can be.
(Japanese flower)

Nowhere to go
No place to call home
Just becoming stone
Emotionless ,being
Soon to be motionless
Bullet in the chamber waiting
To fufil its purpose
All I can do is stare
The unforgivable mistakes
Secrets never again to be whispered
Or said ,or exposed
On the edge of this 50 story building
One step
Takes me to my mothers embrace again
This gasoline can turn me to ash
And take me with the wind

But if I think of
What is left behind
I just can't

opheliac said: Anonymous said:<< post removed >>

You're well-read aren't you Raud? The last 4 lines are from Seneca! Please don't claim them as your own


Wow
What a dumb shit

            Not Enough Time

It was a day in June I'd say around noon. I heard the knock my
dog began to bark. Walking to the door I hear my sisters voice
unlike before,she comes through the door tears dropping on the
floor. For a brother you know that's hard to ignore,she said sit
lets talk I knew this was gonna be extreme I took her by her
hands and said tell me I pled. It's dad she said. So many thoughts
start going through my head. All this don't make sense we had a
cookout the day before. He is in the hospital and we don't know
what for. What's the room number and what floor? I grabbed my keys
and out the door pedal to the floor cars starting to roar, flying
like a eagle this feeling you can't ignore. Going up the elevator
floor four I catch the doctor walking out the door. That's my
father in there,I said what's wrong with him he was fine before
stronger then ever need I say more. Doc says son walk with me
your father has pneumonia both lungs needs oxygen to breath. We
ran some tests we also found theres cancer in him I fell to the
floor the pains so powerfull I could not talk I could not walk
it took all I had in me to say doc how long will he be with me?
Six months to a year. I said your crazy get outta here.
In less then a month I buried my dad before he passed he said, Life is
what you make it you behave stay focused do not worry for me
I will be in heaven watching and you will always be with me.

Dream in my heart ,to surpass
All other guitarists
But I have just begun
Jesus and monks
Proved no help
Then I thought ,pick the guitar up

In a tunnel
not near or far
is a ray of hope
that looks like a star,
with the light so bright
and with glitters
and sparkles

just to see
this wonderful sight
is a miracle
between each rays
you see there is
always one for
you and me

give us a ray of light
give us a ray of love
give us the ray of hope
to shine through our hearts
to make us brand new...

Peeps: The Balance (Weigh Fair)


Fast food fast moods...indeed they do swing
Best guard your core. That’ll be your best score
Complete your pass through but don’t tour
Making sure you’re surefooted - well-booted
Making moves birthed from grooves well rooted
Those of a full-time Wayfarer...be that successful devil-slayer
Slaying the ones within & without. No doubt we can do without
So protect yourself; you have to respect yourself
Seek paradise & exert yourself
Enhance your intellect & spiritual health
All of its relative to your Eternal Wealth

(See a changed channel is different when the
channel changes into a chump’s choice to chill)

For real...follow The Seal
With good practice surely you will
Remember...fake life & how it occurs
Gets fronted by what blurs
So beware of the curves & whom it serves
Especially when venturing past your own window sill
Realize it’ll be for real. See pre-birth is a setup
Pre-death that’s the quest for one’s best luck
While knowing for sure one can run amuck
So whatever happens don’t get stuck; that way its
another day where you won’t bleed and you won’t suck

Now that’s for the nip... now here’s for the tuck

[right]From the womb to the tomb we pray for safe passage
So don’t be a savage… just be for real
What one comes across are these tests
Some of ‘em birthed from regrets having us regress
Forcibly force-feeding the melancholy
That destination is a fool’s folly
Outwardly seeking chaos in need of service
Inwardly thinking the spirit actually deserves this
Some with fervor...they’ll actually swerve to this
Inattentive of their own actions; caught off guard
While the flesh, while the flesh gravitates to what’s hard

It’s a shame to be stifled unable to climb
Some of us for weeks…some…
Festering in the valley contemplating the peaks
Holding on while being held-up by what reeks
So much of it - prompted by freaks
Lustful peeps; that negativity can get rooted
The self-indulgent-self-included
Alotta peeps looking but not climbing
Missing out on their own ascension
Crooked straights giving up, calling it a concession  
Lack of direction, no protection, no
That kind of move- meant, ”non-corrective at all”
It’s either outright avoidance or ignorance of The Law
Don’t, don’t, don’t do not set yourself up for a fall
Weigh fair…walk tall, include what’s humble
Don’t stumble... it’s all about The Balance[/right]

Good To Feel You There
Love if I weep it will not matter. But if you laugh I shall not care.
foolish am I to think about it but it is good to feel you there.
Love in my sleep.I dream of waking.White an awful the moonlight lay.
I hold out my hand to see if I can reach you but then you vanish
as if there were no real you.

How wonderful the moonlight lay upon your face. Like an angel sent
from above with such mercy and such grace.

Love if I weep it will not matter. But if you laugh I shall not care.
Foolish am I to think about it. Ahh it is so good to feel you there.