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Here I kneel at the ocean shore
You balk to behold my solemnity
The question I asked since the start of time
I present to you now, will you come with me?
Hear the waves crash up the shore
Breathe as they mount the beach
The rythm, the beauty, the calling from the sea
I ask you again, will you come with me?
The rush of waves going out to the sea
Is the sound of your breath drawn as you approach me
Step carefully my friend, my way is not easy
You can't turn back now, will you come with me?
We don't need a boat, my friend
Ignore the stick, you can put down that oar
On the water we'll walk, just trust in me
I just ask for your faith. Will you come with me?
It's the stroll of your life, will you come with me?
You balk to behold my solemnity
The question I asked since the start of time
I present to you now, will you come with me?
Hear the waves crash up the shore
Breathe as they mount the beach
The rythm, the beauty, the calling from the sea
I ask you again, will you come with me?
The rush of waves going out to the sea
Is the sound of your breath drawn as you approach me
Step carefully my friend, my way is not easy
You can't turn back now, will you come with me?
We don't need a boat, my friend
Ignore the stick, you can put down that oar
On the water we'll walk, just trust in me
I just ask for your faith. Will you come with me?
It's the stroll of your life, will you come with me?
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Beautiful ?'s
What makes me beautiful to you?
Would I still be beautiful if I was made new?
What about me caught your eye, turned your head?
Was it something I did, or something I said?
Was it my beauty, in the shape of my face?
Was it my patience, or was it my grace?
Was it my hair, my smile or my eyes?
Was it the way, that I asked why?
Am I beautiful, so far from perfect?
Am I still beautiful, in an emotional wreck?
Am I beautiful, even when I regress and move forward again?
Am I beautiful, when I write with my paper and pen?
Am I beautiful, when I have no make-up on?
Am I beautiful, when I sing my own songs?
Am I still beautiful, when I'm
Literature
Sometimes - A List
A List of Beautiful Moments Numbers 1 to 100
1- Sometimes people surprise you.
2- Sometimes the sun shines with a glow that feels
strangely like love.
3- Sometimes people paint and draw with so much passion
that you have to close your eyes and take a deep breath
just to draw it all in.
4- Sometimes people sing.
5- Sometimes the trees blow just right in the wind, and
you can hear them singing.
6- Sometimes the air smells like bonfires and apples and
rain.
7- Sometimes the smell of flowers is all around you, but you
can\'t figure out where it\'s coming from.
8- Sometimes people care.
9- Sometimes a new day is an adventure tha
Literature
For You I Will Chapter 1
For You I Will
By: Niq
Started: 6/9/2011
Author's Note: This is a companion story to my short story of the same name. Namely it has my two characters Mikasi and Jamie.
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Chapter 1
The first day of the school year was always Mikasi's least favorite. It wasn't because it was school; it was because the weather was still summer. At eight O'clock it was already getting overly warm in the classrooms unlucky enough to get the morning sun. At times like this Mikasi always seriously considered cutting his shoulder length, raven black hair. It was coarse and thick, holding in the heat like a horse blanket. In the end he never went through wit
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First of all... an entry for the ~ livingpoetsociety competition... I hope it's not closed yet...
questions,suggestions, criticisms and comments more than welcome!
Photo taken by ~matomouro - copied from ~livingpoetsociety
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To me, my first thought was that this guy was calling someone... but as I wrote, it was more and more clear, that it wasn't the boy calling, it was the ocean itself... or something even bigger than that... Definitely something bigger.
questions,suggestions, criticisms and comments more than welcome!
Photo taken by ~matomouro - copied from ~livingpoetsociety
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To me, my first thought was that this guy was calling someone... but as I wrote, it was more and more clear, that it wasn't the boy calling, it was the ocean itself... or something even bigger than that... Definitely something bigger.
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dont much get into poetry but I enjoy the images in this one and the photo is stand alone very nice .