The first breath of a babe A lazy summer night How the stars hang in the balance of the heavenly sky The first snowflake of winter The first flower of spring The taste of lovers lips The song the soul sings A cold one on a hot day Laughter of children as they play Birds flying high The beautiful blue of the sky The beauty seen through my eyes The simplest things in disguise
simple.
Author: Karina Norris-Veirs
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Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1209265
It's Simple
You breathe in and out... Exhale, inhale Touch the ground, Reach up for a birds wing Catch a ride and feel the soar, it's exhilarating. Just like that first inhale, exhale. When you're flying, keeping your head up high, you will never fail.
simple.
Author: Kevin Eli
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Date: 06/04/2020
№ 1207155
Simple Observation #116 - It's a condition of entry to this....
It's a condition of entry to this world that one day we must leave And all that will happen while here is hard for most to conceive. ________________
I'm too simple, as a stone, Dirty and accidentally cast Like anything from my hands, So easily dropping and lone.
So detached, millions miles away Where I collected shifting dreams I don't expect you to understand. Lows to forgive and highs to save, Either I belong among mood swings.
Only turning the tide it could shut the door So why this shiver down my spine? I'm used to overthink, what's that for? Bad habits ain't go rubbing my eyes, Like a cruel crack in my lips, though, It hurt almost any time I got to smile.
Truth is I can't stand my days, Fool geometry of no tomorrow, Unsteady, lying under the waves And no more than low or narrow My body hadn't but should find that place.
As hollow as a hurricane That must pass through but be mindful, When feelings rise up their head Before winter wind they turn into blue, Like a runaway horse put at bay As for now just biting dust and dew.
Stop me or ride on, just take my hand... Slow burn, simply starting from the end.
simple.
Author: Lucrezia M N
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Date: 04/04/2020
№ 1205907
A simple girl
He wanted a simple girl. He wanted someone who would laugh and sing along when he played the guitar. He wanted the easy things, like taking a trip to the store or a stroll in the park. He wanted to see clear blue skies, he wanted to feel the sunrise from his bedside, but most of all he wanted the candor side of love. He wanted the warmth of his scarf and the softness of his gloves. He wanted the smell of breakfast in the early hours on a Sunday morning and the sweet taste of coffee after a long day at work. He wanted the effortlessness. The lightness of picking her up in his arms. The ease of lying next to her in bed that night. The indiscreet mummers at dinner parties. The clean slate of no political arguments, no religious dispute, no class structure. Like cherry wine, life would be pleasant, it would be rich. Nothing would be coincidental, but everything would still make sense. It would be fitting, like putting pieces to a jigsaw puzzle. It would be easy, it would be simple, and they would be happy. He would sit back in a rocking chair, old with age, wrinkles of a distant smile still traced on his face. Still happy, he would look back to when he said, he wanted a simple girl instead.
You made me feel Silly and Stupid and Ashamed, That you A simple boy Was the thing that destroyed me
Not years of loneliness or mistreatment or trials
No It was just a simple boy with a crooked smile Who broke down all my walls Who peeled back the hard layers of my heart And gave breath to all the softness I forgot was there It was just silly you Making me fall in love with you Only to make me watch you fall out of love with me
It was that, that destroyed the girl no one else could kill
It's just love But oh, Love is the most potent thing any human can go through
