Swift Exchange - By Nikhil Nath

Swift Exchange

The diamond in my eye
is only a tear drop
entrapping a mountain
in a local train
as coffee wakes up
the bridge of surprise
catching the moon in
a trance across fingers
softly peddling flowers
with the assistance of dreams
melting down my neck
in a swift exchange of letters


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Naked - By Nichola Jade Wong

Naked

Let’s take off our faces tonight,
Remove the layers of skin,
That make us so uptight.
Stand before me; wear nothing but flesh,
Look wounded, every detail of your inner being exposed,
Let me see right through to your core,
Muscles, veins, organs, all that looks raw.
Remove all that is tainted by this world,
That skin, the cloth of prejudice and pain,
That voice, conformed to complain.
Let me admire your simple being,
Without voice or skin,
For all that is naked,
I see with fair eyes,
A just equality if only for one night.


- Written by: Nichola Jade Wong

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MAKING LOVE WITH A DAME - By JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

MAKING LOVE WITH A DAME

When I was sleeping soundly yesterday night
You entered my bed room through the window
And caressed my whole body with your soft hands
When I awoke I was surprised to see your
Angelic beauty and milky white
You looked like a silvery dame
I followed you leaving my wife on bed
I wanted to make love with you the whole night
But you hid yourself behind the thick of trees
When I came to the trees You disappeared into the clouds
Leaving me alone in the dark
You came out after a while to make love with a star
And deserted me and leaving me alone afar
I came back to my bed disillusioned
And spent a sleepless night.


- Written by: JVL NARASIMHA RAOINDIA

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Embracing The Energy - By Ray R. Ellis

Embracing The Energy

Tuning in the vibrations of energy as it flows,
we manifest our thoughts from knowledge that we know.
Time is not important,
only passages of scripture for which we speak the words of wisdom
that is within us or so it seems as it goes.
Nature has power and expresses itself through many ways,
speed is a form of delivery as is light and wind,
the effects we feel upon us within the given days.
Anticipations, destruction,
and fear can happen to humanity at levels no one can rate,
yet in times of disaster,
bonding together we can self construct and appreciate,
as our inner energies now generate from the sun
and it given off rays.

Tempers flare and we strike out in a form of self defence,
many times in reflection have regrets and guilt as our conscience
regains it sense, no one in mankind is perfect
and everyone makes mistakes.
Take a look around and see what lays before,
forms of devastation, suffering and dire states of need,
a form of blind eye develops
and we feel righteous to turn and ignore,
only fools can rest at ease,
so wake up and have a heart for heaven sakes.
Times of despair, light of hope as life goes on
whether here or on a level not far from us,
it is better to reunite
and think collectively together without additional fuss,
make the change even though we may not know how.
Look within your given self to find answers others cannot provide,
feel self assured and confident that they may be true
and not a form of a lie,
only fools do this and later they will attest.
Truth as we know it is hard to find when we are feeling down,
answers to inspire and build us up are simply not around,
fear is our greatest enemy, though we may not recognize,
but somehow with the right encouragement
and no need to apologize,
we will do our best.

Darkness is low energy and wonder of the unknown,
light is of essence and what may come to what we view
and what maybe shown,
visions are sometimes clear and sometimes not.
We search for answers to ease our mind
and set our emotions aside,
and put our aspirations and objectives out on stage,
We pray for harmony and acceptance among our human class,
we must believe that things will get better
and will not forever last,
God's truth is, no one is better than the other,
so please let us pour water on all egos
and then we can all live in peace and love
without the existing enormous greed and rage.
After all we are all just God's children trying to live our life.
So Please be kind to each other
and extend your hand of understanding,
then there will be no more turmoil and strife.


- Written by: Ray R. Ellis

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Mystic Visions - By Ray R. Ellis

Mystic Visions

As I lay beside little Grace and pet his shiny soft thin coat of hair,
I begin to see a vision that appear out of thin air.
It is grey and slightly mistic in a form of light,
it is a younger man I see,
with darker very short beard and neatly combed hair.
He has a pleasant look on his face,
but remains firm and his eyes look directly at me,
as I peer back at him, it is his past that I see.
I know that he left this place long before his time,
but he is saying his circumstances were all wrong
and it was his choosing to cross the eternal line.
I could only feel his sincere and the level of truth he did speak,
and to admire his words he spoke with comfort and to seek.
Life is a map and a diagram of our inner thoughts
and purpose we follow,
to discover a path of adventures that make us
strong and if we fail to become weak.

Without a word he disappeared, fading back out of sight,
my vision went blank and I was shocked to think that little
Grace had brought to me this very spiritual light.
So full of inspiration, so full of joyous warmth,
this little dog can bring to me,
messages and visions that only I see,
but with these exceptional connections
a wonderful sense of delight.

As I place my hand on the head of little Grace
and pet him ever so gently
a vibration I feel in my hand,
I know now much more will eventually come
to which I will have to understand.
Energies are plenty, and tunnels are like roads,
ways of traveling through to hearts that are here back on earth,
troubled with pain and heavy loads.
Looking at Grace I know he is a conduit of power
to bring forth messages and visions prepared in advance,
delivery he releases to me as the process unfolds to enhance.
Through a single touch of his hide vibrations begin to vibe,
signaling the start of spiritual contact that I cannot hide.
Seeing others, but not clearly in description,
but hearing the messages of guilt,
experience and now intent,
I proceed with honesty and compassion to describe.
A lady in blue, another in grey,
a man in a jacket that all appear ok,
one speaks of sorrow, the other of love,
the last speaks of symbols and the peace of a dove.
Flowers of color are in distance I cannot name,
horses galloping in fields
and the wind blowing through their mane.
Roads are nearby, directions are plenty and are at a space,
there are no signs,
only energies of the human race will keep me focused and sane.
My senses are wild and now inquiring,
I continue to pet little Grace and feel comforted by his side,
knowing what we do and how we live, there is no way to hide.
God has keys, and he does share,
we need not put the lock on our emotions
and deny the fear within,
but put out our good will and extend our heart
and hand to those about we care and may at time be ill.
As my journey with little Grace shall continue
and I treasure him everyday,
I know with great sincerity that more visions and
messages will come our way,
and through the hands of God and Spirit
and the powers to which we don't always see,
the gestures of embracement and essence of goodwill.


- Written by: Ray R. Ellis

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REBORN - By Alex P. Jean Baptiste

REBORN

once a boy, who's confused.
misled, basically misused.
and he thought "if i do this one, cool"
so he did it and his brain got lost.
while he was loose...
locked in a world.
where he thought he had control.
except he lost "D CONTROL"
no hope, no faith at all.
1 right, 2 many flaws.
so he thought "its time to change it all."
so that's what i did.
because this time i met God.
so that boy was me, but i'm not a child anymore..
I am a Man, who's life is transform.
I am not the same, I've been reborn.
And i am to blame for the mistakes i did before...


- Written by: Alex P. Jean Baptiste

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Peering Through The Light - By Ray R. Ellis **Ray of Light**

Peering Through The Light

As the flame glows brighter and brighter far away images appear.
I stare more intently and sit with anticipated fear.
Knowing not that I should ever be
afraid of what may come in view.
I know that God will only bring forward that will be true.
More relaxed I am now beginning to feel as the flame grows high.
I am seeing more clearly now and begin to understand why.

Balls of mist, grass of vibrant green,
water flowing further away and places I have never seen.
Winding roads, some of mud and dirt, other smooth,
shiny and lit without any beam.
No signs of direction, and traffic I cannot see,
though I am being told travel they are.
Fear not, valued one, these roads are free
and everyone is welcome and you don't need a car.
Speed is of essence and delays are put on hold
the flame is saying look further and there much more to be told.
The light is now flickering as the candle continues to burn
and you see dear soul you will discover the young and the old.

Here there are no barriers, fences, or walls to contain,
only open freedom and fresh choices without any pain.
Seeing now, colors that are very bright,
I see orange, yellow, and blue and purple too,
forms that appear like human and similar to me and you.
I see animals in distant fields, and birds flying in mid air,
a sky of open space, and a presence I feel and a sense of grace.
Appearing more in form, I feel it is strongly spiritual,
but it resembles those as part of the human race.
The heat of the flame is now warming my face,
I feel some presence but more over it is a figure in distant space.
The image is just not there, but it is the feeling and love,
I know and my heart is falling
and becoming sad I am not seeing the face.
But gifts from God work in mysterious ways,
I know this is a lady is around me many times,
and she has the influence of a powerful ace.
It is my mother and I know it is within,
I remain silent and shed some tears
and know she would prefer me to show a grin.
I remain quiet.
As the candle becomes smaller and the the flame get dim,
spirit seems to be telling me to be patient
and she will be back and then.
There will be more your plate to focus on ,
and it has nothing to do with a diet.

As there is more smoke than flame at this time,
I pause for a moment and realize that spirits
have crossed and came over the line.
Now as I am closing my meditation for another day,
I thank God, my Spirit Guides,
Angels and the Holy Spirit, and of course
the two people that I love so much,
forever in my heart and soul, my Mother and Dad,
whom I shall be with as I continue to get old,
but for now I am honored to be connected with the divine.


- Written by: Ray R. Ellis **Ray of Light**

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The flight - By Lanny Wafer

The flight

I set out observant,
to find myself Beyond the dogmatic sea Headstrong, sober,
I flew the vicious shore Angelic hope, guiding me
I felt the antagonistic skeptic
Call me from behind a cloud
The voice burned, irrational, to the core
Passion no longer allowed
I lost all pretty before I hit ground
Love and devotion tossed in wind For new freedom I had found
I will take this flight again
With her spirit, faultless, constant I breathe I call for her and she still hears
True devotion never leaves
And grows throughout the years.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Kristina

i once had an angel
but now she is gone,
taken away
but left with a song
i am sorry she tells me
that i am gone
but now you must run
for death is to come
she sings her song with the voice
not of an angel but of a human
this human was mine
but not for long
she left in a hurry
no mouse dare scurry
across her path stood a wall so black
she did not want
to come running back
she tried so hard
so very hard
to break through this wall
but could not
where she will go
i do not know
for she is an angel
trapped in a box
oh how i wish she was my angel
trapped in my box
but a wish is no good
when you have nothing to wish
because you see a wish
oh a wish is something you make
when u have nothing to fake
a wish is what you make when you still have a chance
my chance is gone
gone with the tide
but now i ride
this devils horse
to where it goes
no man knows
but forever will it ride.


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Disheveled hair - By Nikhil Nath

Disheveled hair

My disheveled hair
with stretches of grey
should stay that way
unpretending
I want to sit
ready for dawn
like it left me
yesterday or will
leave me today.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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The Crystal Ball - By Rev. Karen Lee Samson

The Crystal Ball

Polishing up the crystal ball and preparing for use.
As we prepare to gaze and savoy its peruse.
As we explore and look deep inside its mystery glow
We see shapes and forms of those spirits
present and passed that we know.
Looking beyond the mystic shapes
and forms into outer circles of space
Now appreciating more than ever
God's presence and given grace.

Seeing signs, symbols, and images
of other realms and the unknown
We continue our travels from this plane of mother earth
from which we have grown.
Along the way now seeing energies we recognize,
the Acclaimed World Psychic Sylvia Brown
and others worldly staged.
Traveling, teaching and speaking words of inspiration
to help the spiritual individual engaged
The famed Psychic Ray R Ellis known as Ray of Light
helping those find their spiritual road
Providing Light, Wisdom and Love
to help them lighten their heavy load.
His mother the late Lady Violet Atkinson Ellis
saying be the best you can be
Be honest to yourself and to others,
then the future will become ours to see.
Who is next, it is International Psychic John Starkey,
man of reputation and compassion abound
Someone to rely on and trust as a friend
and know he is here and around.
World Accomplished Psychic Sean David Morton
with his amazing predictions and Astro Travels
expanding our life's dimensions for young and old.
Tuneful sounds of Musical guidance Ben Gaertner
filling our brain waves with music for the Soul.
Little Gracie The Dog of Inspiration bringing forward
the essence of innocence and joys to our hearts
as only animals can do.
Lifting spirits, releasing our sadness and most of all
providing unselfish love to those owners
that believe in a love so true.
There are many others, friends, colleagues,
loved ones and God's children everywhere
To those we extend our understanding,
gratitude and love for which we forever will care.

Deep within our soul,
we connect with Spirit
and those Spiritualists International that will state
In times of trouble and despair,
we seek those closest to God
and conduits of his power, to which we rate.
Yes, while we gaze into this ball of the unknown
and explore the paranormal and find answers to which we seek
We shall never stop our quest to search out those gifted ones
that provide guidance and comfort everyday
giving a short detailed peek.

Oh Lord have mercy, we thank you this given day,
For this through The Crystal Ball you have shown us Our Way.


- Written by: Rev. Karen Lee Samson

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Falling - By kaytee

Falling

As my world continues to fall
The planet spins on and on
The lies dwindle on
The pressure presses on
What will the future hold?
Will the planet spin on and on
And my world continue to fall?
When does it get better...?
When the planet ceases to spin on and on?


- Written by: kaytee

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Mango Festival - By Nikhil Nath

Mango Festival

From the word of the moon
flows the river of choice
from the river of choice
meanders the unity of hope
from this hope springs
surprise in bananas
as if zooming
to light the motion
of an unannounced
arrival right here
in summer's
mango festival.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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In a seed - By Nikhil Nath

In a seed

I am this flower
from the molten lava of desire
Nursing a private song
in the lurking word of a secret
Floating in a boat
on the river of passion
I induce a sin in a footnote
I cannot carry
to the other end of time
to institute a revenge
to silence my song
in a seed.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Truth - By Lanny Wafer

Truth

Love wasted by no choice of lovers
From this loss will love ever recover?
They try to give all but then it fades
Comparisons remembered by former days
Only recollection the good now lost
Invested another losers have costs
Still questions the mind did I turn right?
Wishing it was them they held at night
Its not too late what will they think?
Skeptical boundaries hearts lay and wait
Chosen love from another’s perspective
Killed true love by what was expected
Free-rein another path chose in the end
Live in love insures truth once again.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Trial - By Nikhil Nath

Trial

The world sleeps on a pillow called dogma
Where ideologies stick out like stigma
The anger that volcanoes thus vomit magma
Polls apart yet uniting grammar Zengma
Can you tell us when this ship will hit Panama?
When I waited by my mother suffering Asthma
The world got out its boad and played Helma
A new word spread through light of hell Enema
I had nothing going so I went to the cinema
To let my mind be engaged before the test for Diploma


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Ambiguity - By Nikhil Nath

Ambiguity

When we sat
in unchained freedom
open skies
or verdant fields, we
never seek privacy
yet, in a 10 X 10 room
with no prying eyes
we shy away
from each other
as we seek answers
to ambiguity love throws.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Custody of reversals - By Nikhil Nath

Custody of reversals

You are chocolate
in a heart
between coffee
and innosence
trapped between
a sandwich of
cream and mustard
hurting pride
with Everest
eating snow
from a tree
born from the mating
of leopards
building ennui
in the custody
of reversals.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Weekend - By Lanny Wafer

Weekend

I see your innocent smile
Let me sit with you awhile
Never enough time I wait
My next weekend anticipate
Born from love never change
Now our lives rearranged
To hold you everyday
To tear away disarray
If it’s life, I would give
To return with you and live
Blame gone, unlike before
I love you son forevermore.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Remote sensor - By Nikhil Nath

Remote sensor

You are the cup
that bleeds pain
in drops of ink
clouded by smoke
you must wear
as room freshner
your calm demenour
is no index
of your mind
just a remote
sensor, hunting
keys of letters
to script an sms
with anger punched.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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The Steal - By Lanny Wafer

The Steal

Muffled are mysteries ahead
Faint as the past now mislead
Felt are the burdens now bore
Mountain as high as before
Landscape changed cloudy sky
Memories burn you and I
Trapped wall in front and behind
Like fog rolls thick through my mind
Wanting release without price
Captured chains missed now entice
Confused through love was it real
Protects the heart more from the steal.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Brown color of death - By Nikhil Nath

Brown color of death

Someone had
to welcome
the worst fear

Black bull-
in the ring
the matador is being chased

Over rivers
and climates
our coffee loses steam

The chatter stops
in the coffee shop
someone shouts out

A frame of
old flowers
lost in the

brown color of death.


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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Dark devices - By Nikhil Nath

Dark devices

You can find a pot
and fit a word
in the poem

like the river
ushering in evening
in a boat's sail

Four letters of vice
caught in your dream
is the fusion in your coffee

The early sun
chases the train
into a tunnel

of dark devices
old memories and
childhood princesses

Unknown, that slipper
into whose foot
will it style another diva?


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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If I never… - By Lanny Wafer

If I never…

If I never felt the cold night
I wouldn’t have craved the warm fire
If I never lost a true love
I wouldn’t have ever found passion
If I never felt alone and lonely
I wouldn’t have enjoyed your company
If I never lost I wouldn’t love to win
If I never shivered in the dark
I wouldn’t have ever felt secure
If I never knew home
I couldn’t feel homesick
So be proud of the hard times
Soon comes the silver band marching in time.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Words - By Lanny Wafer

Words

If I write just for me time is wasted
Relate to others a fine wine tasted
selfless acts left undone
needless war fought not won
great things tried incomplete
In the toil life made sweet
Keep true first to you
Peace found silent quiet room
No words left to the wise
Time will heal do not deny.


- Written by: Lanny Wafer

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Unequal roses - By Nikhil Nath

Unequal roses

Face washed by rain
I invent you

in the cucoon
of a siesta

you are mushroom
too small

to shelter
a promised drink

which road
will you take

cornered by
the semblance

of unequal
roses?


- Written by: Nikhil Nath

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