But you can’t see some poison, it’s in the mind , in the heart, it’s intangible , it hurts , wars are poison , sorry Lord Zoolon , I start rambling. Good day to you !
What I like about your writings. Yes, very interesting intellectual , there is also a dash of humor. Love the perceptions one gets from your aesthetics.
well if it were, my poison is at the end of a tip of a sexy, busty oooh lalala oh sweet mama cita, ahhh tmi, tmiii. jk. actually a kiss from any sexy busty, oooh la la. . . here i go again. I guess you know the posion which i am getting at. 😉😉😉
Thanks for the likes Yassy! I am still trying to figure out what my poison is. Perhaps it is just poison (smile). I will keep thinking. It is good to keep the brain working.
yaskhan 
just to read what you have ……
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Very kind of you to say that , Naren. Thank you so much.
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My feelings shaped in words…and yours too ❤
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Yes, thank you. I remember your thoughts on this when I had done this post a few months ago. Thank you so much, Lulia. 😘😘
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I remember them too as this is how we met 🙂 You are very welcome, dear Yasmin ❤
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Ever grateful to you my dear Lulia.
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Everything the world has to throw at me (and reading your poetry) yassy 🙂
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Thank you for reading my poetry , Davy. Hope the world is kind to you. 😔
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A pleasure yassy and yes the world is. I think even the bad things it throws at us have messages written inside 🙂
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You are right ! Every experience good or bad teaches us. C’est la vie.
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🙂
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Following The Arsenal – sometimes.
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That is so much fun.
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Well, Lady Yasmin the things we like best are often poison as well, like your poem said.
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I like my poison. It s my antidote.
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I think, Lady Yasmin you may have saved the world. If all poisons were also antidotes then ‘problem sorted’.
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But you can’t see some poison, it’s in the mind , in the heart, it’s intangible , it hurts , wars are poison , sorry Lord Zoolon , I start rambling. Good day to you !
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Good point. I was only playing silly satire, Lady Yasmin.
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Reblogged this on Orthometry.
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My poison – her dreams 💙💙😉😉😉
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Wow. Whoever she is, damn lucky.
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Actually I’m lucky to have her company 😝😝😝
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Wonderful! 😎😊
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✌
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to listen
to your poetry
described harsh?
😉
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Thank you , Michael! Na, not at all harsh.
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my poetry
my feelings
my freedom
🙂
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That is you, your poetry your feelings your freedom , it’s who you are. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts, Vandana.
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True! Your most welcome dear 🙂
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🤗😘😊
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Seeing how ink can transform a blank page.
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It’s art!
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Very true.
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Yup!
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Beautiful, short and sweet Yassy. Your words can only be looked at as the antidote to the worlds poison.
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The world gives us both! Poison and antidote. Sometimes we are unable to use the latter.
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True, very true. But we don’t have to take them
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Yeah. You are right.
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🙂👍
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You sound like a doctor 👨⚕️ a world doctor.
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I’m more of a Earthamologist. 🌍
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Lol. The earth guy. The planethomme, earthamologist. Do you study earth. Ha. I learnt a new word from Jo’s dictionary.
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Planethomme? I learnt a new word from the Yassythesis. 😁
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Yassythesis. I like that. Are you working on a thesis, Jo?
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Hahaha!! You know how my writings are. 😁
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What I like about your writings. Yes, very interesting intellectual , there is also a dash of humor. Love the perceptions one gets from your aesthetics.
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You have no idea how you’re compliments can lift a person. 😊💫
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The truth and nothing but the truth. I am under oath. Sir.
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You are a saint tress. If that’s a word.
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Jokersaintress! Saint tress. Whatever does that mean. You may have a fainting saint on your hands !
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That means you’ll get some rest. 😉
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my poison is music
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Yes. That’s what I wanted to hear ! Thank you, Issa.
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well if it were, my poison is at the end of a tip of a sexy, busty oooh lalala oh sweet mama cita, ahhh tmi, tmiii. jk. actually a kiss from any sexy busty, oooh la la. . . here i go again. I guess you know the posion which i am getting at. 😉😉😉
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Lol. I gotcha. 😂
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thats what i get from 40 years without . . . and being ina sexless lonely marriage. i know i know i knooow. TMI.
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I am sorry.
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dont be, u and the other hot mama cita in wp keep me company n i will never be lonely, coz we got each other here.
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The WP community is here for you, for me, for all of us. I think most of us are lonely in some way or the other ! That’s life.
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Thank much milady yassy, always a lady and stay sweet milady.
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You welcome much much !take care, just holler if you want to vent , life is not so bad, after all. Godspeed. Smile. 😊🤗🙋🏻
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your poison?????????????????????its my elixir
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My poison my antidote
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Mumbai
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Lol
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Oooh, I do like this idea, Yassy. Mine is baking and poetry.
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Yeah. I thought so too. I wanted everyone here to tell me , it’s so interesting, actually. You are so good at baking and poetry. Kudos to you.
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Thank you, Yassy. Right back at you.
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😘🙋🏻🤗
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Charming little poem! So few words, yet so meaningful. My poison? These days, blogging: Which I think of as a new medium of sorts.
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Blogging , of course. That means writing.
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Very true. I sometimes think of blogging as a sort of genre of its own – and a new one. Crazy, eh?
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Blogging is like a whole new world. I have learnt so much here. You ain’t crazy. I think you ar right !
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Same!
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Yeah. Thank you for writing in.
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My poison My Work…ha ha
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Oh yeah! Great. 👍
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Thanks for the likes Yassy! I am still trying to figure out what my poison is. Perhaps it is just poison (smile). I will keep thinking. It is good to keep the brain working.
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You are welcome, John. Happy weekend. Take care.
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Hubby is my poison, I just can’t get enough of him and yet I feel if I get too much I might die 😉
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Missed you missed you missed you
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I missed you more 🙂
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😘😘🤗🤗
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Lucky guy this hubby , can’t get too much of a good thing.
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