The Value of Life

Originally posted on Chronicles of a Blogaholic:
“A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.” Charles Darwin Shine On

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–Stay with me my lover

Stay with me my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry   Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears.   Stay… Continue reading

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I won’t let you go!

Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
I won’t let you go! 22 November 2015 Enter a caption ? ? Twice it hovered dark Above my bluest skies’ rims An…

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When youth and beauty did fade

Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
When youth and beauty did fade 25 November 2015 Courtesy deviantart.com ? ? ? ? New found memories Strike a chord in my…

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-I wanted everything and I needed nothing.

I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and… Continue reading

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Bloggers Unite for Peace

Originally posted on Uncle Spike's Adventures:
“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” Edmund Burke ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~…

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-Strangers, trains and planes

Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading

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_You are me and I’m you

You are me and I’m you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Little separate us. All people want to live.                    You are me and I’m… Continue reading

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-The beautiful journey

The beautiful journey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and beautiful photo                              ninjakelleySource:(Thank you Tumblr) The beautiful journey You have became my journey. I trace your skin from tender feet to… Continue reading

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-Angels, muses and sirens

Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one. Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I sacrificed… Continue reading

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