philosophy
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Extinction came knocking For the po’ouli the black crested honeycreeper bird It is not the first and won’t be the last Victims of man and earth changing ways Makes natures balance start slipping away But as sure as the po’ouli has become extinct Man should take notice because for us it’s closer than we think…
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Curdled blood mixed with gentle petals On floor of polished mahogany A shimmering reflection from Dappled sunlight Radiating down for all to see I reminisced of your heartbeat It infatuated and amazed me Like the rhythmic messmeric dance of sunbeams You have a beauty that charms and are dazzling Like a crystal or diamond reflecting…
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The house was dark The furniture made of old heavy wood The cobwebs hung everywhere we looked The candle light flickered in our hands As we walked from room to room trying to understand Why this house was miw so bleak and empty When once it was so full of happiness and life Books adorned…
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My happiest days I spent Were spent in smoked filled venues Listening to live musicians Playing the hearts out Session after session And the crowds responded As they danced and bayed Wanting the bands to play man play In these a miked filled venues I had many happy days Singing and dancing the night away…
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There’s a price to pay for extravagance The price you pay can tests your resilience The price you pay you must accept If you don’t then extravagance you will reject And mundanity and regimes will be your staple diet So understand the price you pay Maybe hard for you to take But it’s not so…
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You are my love And you are my connection You are the light We share our reflections We are the laughter We are the dreams We are the unity That all good love can bring. Which is why you are my love song Which is why you make me sing Which is why we share…
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I have been so ill and now I am on The journey of recovery and it takes so long But in time I hope to be back in full flow And be stronger than I’ve ever known And once again with words explode Into multicoloured dreams and imaginings That I struggle now to sow Because…
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Remember streets on which we lived Those neighbourhoods of early our journies, All the friends, laughs and tears we shared Are long gone now and are simply memories of bygone days, Our friends and all our families scattered now living different ways They journeyed to pastures new To different places from where they grew Because…
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We share so much Yet we lost touch, Of our emotions And of our love, Complacency flows this way And makes for darker days. We shared so much Where did it go Why is the love On a disappearing flow Into oblivion as it dissapates Leaving bitterness and self hate How could I have let…
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Quiet lamenting Without relenting, Mirrors reflecting Light redirecting, Experience collecting, Dreams in our minds.