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If I Was God I'd Cry Too
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I am the poet to your problems. I am 20 years old. I have seen a world that many have lived and at the same time many have dreamed of. I have felt the deepest pain, and the ultimate bliss. But through this all I swim in this river of life, bumping into many fellow beings, swapping stories, sharing experiences. Some journey alongside me, and others swim away to their own path. But if you stay awhile and walk beside me as a friend. You will understand what I stand for and the love that drives me forward.
- Added on: Apr 16th, 2007
- Country: United States
- Language: English
- Author: Ishvara
- Listed in: Writing Philosophy
- Tags: life poetry world philosophy reflections creative writing
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Thump
Thump! Thump!in the dark their is a soundrattling off the edges of your soulbooming, beatingThump! Thump!is it a heartbeat or is it a bombis it the wind or the lyricsto a deadly song?Thump! Thump!you feel it, but you can'treach it with either handso ...
Red Dress Dreams
A red dress, that's how this movie's opening scene startsnow the question is where does the story go from here?do these moments linger for a few fragile seconds?recycled amongst strange lullabies and pick up linesevery kiss jump starting surreal mome...
Champagne Rivers
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Martyrs
The tables are burningalongside the ports of AthensI am calling I am yearningFor a revolutiona whisper of change and chancean unfiltered solutionI cry for the childrenI cry for the antsI cry for the poor foolswearing shredded filthy pantsDare we summ...
Ancient
You are something morethan the dreams ever describedYou are something permanentetched into my mindas a perfect painting of blissThere are moments when I wonderif I have somehow gotten lostin an eternal slumberwith you as my guidetrying to bring me ho...
The Circus
Do you enjoy the circusthe barks and the booscoming from the audienceand the birds that watchfrom their perch high abovethe tents and the tantrumsI've seen the riddles they've createdand read the books they've writtenstories of aging golden geeseand ...
