Texas poetry. The best kind. Sacrificial meal.

  Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long legged Texas girl.  She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be… Continue reading

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Unblemished

Originally posted on mishunderstood:
? Let me swim again In pools of innocence I will not surface for air Until it is safe and pure I will not speak with forked tongue But…

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HUMILITY – IT COST NOTHING BUT CAN BUY YOU EVERY THING. BY: BONAVENTURE ONUABUCHI

Originally posted on bonaventureonline's Blog:
Humility, according to dictionary definition is the quality of not thinking that you are better than others; the quality of being humble (Oxford Advanced Learners Dictionary 8th…

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Rancorous Elites: by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Originally posted on bonaventureonline's Blog:
In their chambers they sit, swimming in the ocean of unhealthy wealth, mighty oceans made of little drops of blood. Fame is the only goal they set!…

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Effie

Originally posted on Allison Grayhurst:
. Effie (1967-2014)  . Picture at the bottom tied up in a pit of moths. The royal crown, life without a wheel to ride. Paving up the stream…

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“My great love”

                              My great loveDo we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone? Chain of passion… Continue reading

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Fragile is the glass

A amazing poem and writer. Please read.

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Calmness Of Self

Originally posted on Everyone is Welcome!:
Credit Simply Spiritual Livinghttp://www.facebook.com Open your heart and …Soul… Let peace flow freely …Close… Your eyes & ears …Feel… The calmness of your …Spirit… 3:59 PM Vera…

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The canvas of love

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading

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Once… #martinlutherking #poetry

Originally posted on poetry penned in moon dust:
…There were men who dreamed and spoke of life like it mattered color was something you mixed and children held hands innocence gathered …There were…

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