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    Author: vedanta19
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    i still dream the same old dreams,
    unflinchingly simple, regular and ordinary -
    destined, unachievable;

    some unknown hopeless faith,
    keeps this very old, tired soul, alive;

    the ones you meet, still walking,
    when sun drowns into twilight,
    some light still remains,
    orange, red and hopeful;

    stand here, alone,
    on a highest of mountain,
    clasping hands, in tightest prayer;

    hope this is the end -
    my breaths have exhausted
    this play seem so endless;

    O Lord! carry me gently,
    and let me sleep a while;

    till you test me,
    for - the next test.






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      I like the darkness of this write very much, and I am to the age where I can most assuredly relate.
    | Posted on 2015-04-29 00:00:00 | by RamSlade | [ Reply to This ]
      It's nice to think there's a God out there that appreciates the sanctity that individual incurs. To not be vicariously recalcitrant with other beings, to instead wish them the heights of identity crisis incarnate. But if you no longer desire your corporeally preternatural you must consider that this may be all there is for such peons as us. To think that God owes us such reconnaissance reconnoiter is somewhat pretentious though I admit I'm sort of such a hopeful. The perspicacious perseverance personifications of adamant tenacity on the perpetuity may seem drab and overworked but of it's all we have to give each other armed personal integrity. In we need to stand for these things, not ask God to grant us them without earnestly industrious endeavoring. In short don't give up, of we all live there!!!!

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2015-03-22 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]


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