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April 23, 2018
 

          Anxiety
          A chasm
          Like being stuck
          Between two worlds
          Without the ability
          To enter
          I'm on a desperate search
          To find the key
          That will unlock the door
          To your freedom
          Maybe the search
          Seems futile, at best
          But that won't stop me
          From trying
          Until it's not
          Any more.            JD (Mom)

*Unlock*
#BetweenWorlds #AprilFalls #PoetryChallenge
#key #CMNounChallenge #WritingPrompts
#PromiseToMyChild #promises #maybe #WritingChallenges

NEVER GIVE UP
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April 23, 2018
 

Late night walk!  

The moon peeked out from the clouds & said, "A late night walk will really help you in soothing down to a good night sleep.
It's good for your soul."
"Don't you think It's the time to talk to your inner self?"
My heart, "smiled"
My heart said, "inner self?" There's a disconnect with the inner self, in this busy world, does anybody has time to talk to inner self?
The moon said, "I do understand that the city chaos and things around makes it more messy for you. I don't expect you to understand each & everything that I say, but I want you to understand that peace does not mean that you are in a place where there is no noise & trouble around you, then you find time to get re...

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 21, 2018
Egypt

the space isn't empty, it's full of virtual particulars, it's virtual, yes, but space is full of it, the existence is the default, nothingness is not, even if existence is virtual, it still the default.
So heaven is exist too, no matter it's virtual or not, at least it exists in our minds and hopes.
Yeap, hell is the same too.
We can chose, to make heaven for everyone and send hell to nothingness for ever; and if we do, our world well be fantastic.

This letter is for victims childs of war machine in Syria
and of course.
for all the war machine drivers

Joe

BABY STEPS SWEETY
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April 19, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

          SYRIAN CHILDREN

Crime has no face
It lives in no country
It wears no political colour
It is not religion
It has no colour
And it cares not for humanity
If you care know these.

The greed of men wields power to guns and feels not the power in their voices
The anger in hearts sees no light and never welcomes sunrise
The hiding places are fortresses to the evil minds
The ones who seeks vengeance in this life and questions not the grounds they stand
The escape roots— let us fill the loopholes the gods created
Hide behind religion and control the weakest of minds.

The wars of the old are tomorrows of forlorn hopes for the kids
The kings of tomorrows becomes the slaves of today...

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 18, 2018
 

Monologue

Stop ... is this really how we want to live. Always looking back over our shoulders at the shadows of our past. Constantly fighting a war that no one will win, as long as we continue to meet ignorance with ignorance. It doesn’t matter how, when or what color we were born. We are all born in the middle, trying to understand our beginning before reaching our ending of this story called Life!!! Stop reacting and let’s start Acting!!

-SMJ 03/01/18

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 17, 2018
 

There's a reason why people say "Everything in life is a choice".
We all have choices to make as long as there is "life". When the end comes, it comes. It doesn't offer any choice at that moment. We have ONE LIFE. Just ONE LIFE. Let's live it with ABUNDANCE of Happiness, Peace, Health, Wealth, Bliss and of course LOADS OF LOVE...

LOVE, HER
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April 16, 2018
 

                   “FREE”

I want to be free;
Free like the eagle.
Soar the skies up up above
At my own pace with strong wings.
...
I want to be free;
Free like the housefly.
Fly in all directions and angles with a teaser, following all my movements
Teasingly and irritatingly hovering around other beings.
...
I want to be free ;
Free like the air.
Penetrating and circulating through and in the tiniest of holes,
Even in my pernicious state I circulate freely.
...
I want to be free;
Free like time.
Ticking and creating lasting moments and memories.
Laughing about jokes made in my name.
Time and tide waits for none.
...
I want to be free;
Free like an erection.
Nodding to the queen
When the K...

LOVE, HER
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April 16, 2018
 

                                                             
Dear Lettrs                                 


And when I met you I realised people like you are simply not in the

                                                           Nebula as I am.

SMILE TODAY
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April 13, 2018
 

The Things I’d Do (Closeted)

You know what it’s like to kiss her lips and I don’t.

You were probably too drunk to even remember.

She told me she was too drunk to remember,

But her friends were sober enough not to forget.

The things I’d do for that memory he stows—

Just a sliver of myself prays

That I see your face when I turn a corner

Or see you standing there when I open a door,

But even if I were to, I would forget to breathe

For just a moment, but then

I’d choose to carry on by, unscathed.

Sometimes I wonder what would have happened

If I really showed up to your house that night,

The one when you begged for me to come over.

Luckily I was smart enough to tell that it w...

WINTER WHISPERS
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April 13, 2018
 

Best wishes to you, have a wonderful awesome day by smiling every time you can because if you do that, others will do that too. It’s contiguous and it’s the best illness one can give to others.

So please smile more often and spread the smiling Illness. 1,2,3 GO!

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HOLD ON TO YOUR HEART
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April 12, 2018
 

I used to say I was free
I said it so much I started to believe it
But it was a lie
And I know realize that
A sword right through my heart
That’s all it took to realize
That I’m broke
That I’m weak
That I’m alone
That I’m far from free

DARK ASH GREY
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April 12, 2018
 

There was a point in time, it used to hurt so much when I realize I did not mean anything to the other person and at the end of it I was just another acquaintance...

Off late I'm only thanking people for the reality check and consider the loneliness as another acknowledgement of my freedom...

Does it hurt? Of course it does. But I'm glad I'm not hurting or letting down anyone else in the process...

LOVE, HER
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April 8, 2018
 

How would I say good-bye to You?
How would I become strangers with You?

If You are able to forget, so will I
These moments of love and passion are gone bye..
How would I say good-bye to You?
How would I?

Those nights, those mornings, those moments of peace
I will forget, but why should I forget?
If You live through, so will I
On the wounds of memories, life is like an ointment..


How would I say good-bye to You?
How would I now become strangers with You?
How would I?

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FORTIFIED
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April 7, 2018
 

A single phone call can bring a smile

A call that can bring peace

A call that would bring the adrenal rush to a halt

A call that that can stop the otherwise oscillating mind

And it is often, the call that we rarely receive...

NOBODY IS PERFECT
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April 5, 2018
Boston, United States

COMMUNITY SERVICE

The shine in the pupils of a young woman
In assistance with the rays projected off her smile
Leave me blinded, unable to perceive what is known as vision

Anything, you say
You would do anything at all that I needed
If it meant bettering my life for just a moment

I give you what you need
And you are entirely grateful
What a wonderful thing

Your eyes no longer glance my way
I am unable to view your pupils, as you are focused on other pupils
Is the shine still there?

You don’t smile anymore
Your lips sealed with a canned sealant
And now I see just fine

I am afraid to ask for your help
Because I don’t want to upset you
And burden your bitter figure with a request from an u...

NOBODY IS PERFECT
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Tay
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April 4, 2018
Leander, United States

I only yearn for you, to leave.

To leave now stranger.

To begin with your new life.

To begin a new love of passion

All I hope is that you flee

To a big city,

To New York

Or Chicago maybe.

With your intelligent mind

And focus on being fully satisfied again.

Find something that will satisfy you all your life.

And new romance.

That will take time though.

May it take years for you to be given someone who will truly return the fiery passion you had.

And deserve the beautiful sentences that most people wish for.

Fully mended

Writing new letters of how your yearned journey has perceived you.

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NOBODY IS PERFECT
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April 3, 2018
 

Travel means to widen up ones prospective by understanding different cultures and accepting those differences. And by viewing all those new things, one realizes that even though we might have different beliefs, different thoughts, different identities we still are one and the same, since love is a language that everyone understands.

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UNITE TOGETHER
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March 30, 2018
Canton, United States

Happy Easter to my friends on lettrs.

Independent of your faith I want to wish you peace - and thank you for having faith in me, a singular but hopeful man of letters. We are raising the bar in humanity with every letter we write.

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ANGEL OF FAITH
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March 29, 2018
 

To wake up to a notification that he was impressed with my most recent letter.

Makes me feel satisfied as a fan of his months before.

When it shows his name, I know he’s written more.

This time about three.

I only gave two hearts

Because one of his pain made me feel the bit of sentimental.

The eyes that wanted to well with tears over a stranger.

Feeling awful for him.

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DAY OF TRUTH
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