On the courage of a child Earth mourns The shattered innocence When belly cries Unresolved hunger Becomes courage... Shadows of death Cast their reflections Over bent broken flowers Armageddon siren cries As planes growl Burning the sky Barrel bombs sniff Human blood A sleeping pill Dictating death A loss...without color- Without scent Weaponing water Cutting lifelines Doomsday surrenders..
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This is fantastic, Yassy. The kind of poem that wins awards.
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Thank you 😊, Robbie. It’s so nice of you to think that. I think all this thing is getting to me , all that is happening in the world. I am unable to write but I got this out somehow. Thank you for your support.
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Oh my goodness Yassy, wow.
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Thank you my dear. Everything that is happening round the world is so upsetting. Especially when little children are affected.
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I closed my eyes, gave you a huge hug, and prayed that the world will see each other as brother and sisters AND love one another. Prayed for your peace, so you can be the light that shines love, and sets the example.:):):)
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I cry as I read this. I hope your prayers and mine will be answered! Let there be peace and harmony and happiness and no poverty no war ! You set a fine example with your posts my little one.
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To have complete peace, no poverty, no war , would be perfection, which I feel is unattainable, especially since man’s heart is only evil continually.But if more of us would try to do all those wonderful things, there would be more of the good than the bad.
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You are so right, Maggie. We will try our best. It will make a difference 💙😊
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We have to, the other option is to give up/give in. I believe good spreads just like evil does. The more good we can spread, the less space evil has to live ;):)
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You are so wise ! I feel inspiration flowing as I read your words. I think you can change people , Maggi. Something so very pure and beautiful about the way you sat things.
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I can’t change people, God can 🙂 I can try to love them the best I can that hopefully they will want that love too, and the only way to get it is through Him :):):) You are so kind, and it humbles me more than you know that you see good things in me.
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So much good in you. It’s a blessing for us.
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“A loss without color”
This is perhaps true and sad.
You have captured the turbulence flawlessy as always dear one.
Peace to you!
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The nerve gas sarin has no color or odour.
I doubt whether this world will ever have peace. It’s so sad.
Thank you 😊 for your thoughts ! Peace and love to you my dear. ❤️
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We can always pray and hope my dear Yassy!
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Nice! 🙂
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Thankx.
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Wonderful!!
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Thank you.
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Oh, wow. This is so powerful and so well penned.
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Thank you , Angela.
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My pleasure.
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Brilliant and harrowing poetry yassy. The way you have limited the punctuation forces you to be drawn into the poem and creates different meanings with each reading. Each line connects with the one above and below it and they work as separate pieces of poetry.
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You understand that , thank you 😊 actually it quite tears you from inside to write. You have to feel to write. And I can’t cheat with that.
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The emotion comes with the reading of this poem yassy and stays with you.
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Be well my friend!
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And you too yassy 🙂
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Very touching Yassy, another side and the way you write….I know you have many. True to your form of keeping it beautiful but yet so real, this is something that can bring people together. If good weather was based on a beautiful soul, all eyes would be on you. This was something special.
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Yeah , poetry is the only thing real because it’s in front of you and you can read it and own it with your heart. Ah ! What am I saying.lol your comments are always so special, thank you my good buddy buddy
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You do own your poetry and that’s what makes it and yours so special.❤️. I’m blessed to know you Yassy, you are one of the good ones, don’t ever change.🙂
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Jokerswild, you are quite the gentleman around here. It’s good to have you around. 😊
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It’s great to have you around Yassy! ❤️🌹
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beautiful beautiful!
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Thank you , Im!
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You’re welcome, Yassy. 🙂
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Masterpiece yaa
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Thank you.
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Yassy thats sassy and you remind me of that famous line “Not waving but drowning” that for me sums up most of us to me poetry is searching for the truth and knowing when you have found it Love Peter
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Hey , Saucy Peter. I love poetry and I will maybe drown in it lol the only that will not drown me are my tears 😭 lol sorry for blabbing.
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This is so beautiful. In this I see the darkness of the world and in it I can see the hope of the world as well. Stunning, my dear.
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I am so happy you like this. There is a goodness in your heart that comes across as I read your thoughts. I am so glad to be able to connect with you here. God bless.
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I’m so glad to be able to connect with you, too, Yassy. You are so very strong and good, to be able to see all of this light in the world after everything you have been through. God bless you.
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😁😊🤗 sending hugs and smiles across the oceans and seas. Bye.
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I’m not sure the world will have peace until its Prince returns. And Sarin but the latest incarnation of devastation delivered unto man by man himself – not giving outside influences any credit when sufficient evil lurks within our number and our selves to make the baneful blush. Yet, still, I hold forth more than hope – conviction we will overcome.
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Your words are beautifully optimistic! Hope shines from your dear face and lightens and brightens here , there , everywhere.
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i have been reading rumors they are rounding up child traffickers for prosecution. there is a battle taking place for minds and hearts. the wrong people have been running things. there is no reason the good people of the world cannot work together to provide for everyone.
the violence has to stop. violent crime against others needs to be punished severely. there is no excuse for continued violence it the world. all it does is hurt innocent people. evil forces use violence to advance their agendas. violence hurts the innocent.
we each have only a short time on earth even if you live 100 years. ultimately there is nothing to gain by living like that is all that matters. Eternity awaits those who live for it.
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You said everything that is in my heart.
I am giving you a hug 🤗
It is good when you talk here. It’s awesome. Thank you , Ebyaniy.
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thank you yassy for your heartfelt poetry.
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Ebyaniy ! It’s wonderful to hear you speak. Yes, I can hear your words as beautiful as the pictures you post.
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you , Leigha!!
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You’re welcome!
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You are so amazing and your talent is out of this world
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Thank you so much. Your appreciation means a lot to me.
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You are very welcome
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A war in one of the cities in my country has just ended…and i believe this piece is just a perfect salutation to what had happened…beautiful yassy..as always..
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So sad. Hope all is well with you. War affects us all. Thank you very much. You read my work , am grateful for that.
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The children pay a heavy price for what they did not create and cannot control. And each of us is a child inside–aching and hoping for better. A powerful poem. Thanks, Yassy.
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You said it , El! Thank you for getting to the heart of the poem. Yes, exactly , we are children deep down and wish that all these wars didn’t happen. It disrupts life.
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Wow! Powerful!!
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Thank you. Have a nice weekend.
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You, too! This digging all over the city is getting to me!!!!! 😦
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The metro is coming right where I live so you can imagine my distress at the traffic.
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Oh God! I can only imagine! Plus, the dust & the noise!
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We are in the gully away from the main road but infiniti mall and citi mall has a lot of traffic.
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I’m left speechless and all I can say is “WOW”
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Thank you , Akeela.
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Such incredible work. Your poetry speaks loud. Brilliant
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Thank you , Melanie.
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You have so much in you, to be able to put this on paper. With mastery. Add to faves.
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You are kind , too kind. Thank you for reading.
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