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    A QUESTION OF REALITY....

    Is it merely a perception, locked within your mind,

    Perhaps you may be leaving reality behind,

    An imaginary friend, one cannot see or feel,

    Still you insist this nonsense is for real.

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    Seven day sinners, gathered in a church,

    Reciting from a bible, where all untruths lurch,

    Stories so incredible, choir boys abused,

    Contradictions which are timeless, leaving one confused.

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    Some believe in Heaven, high above the cloud,

    Dead sea scrolls of history, plus the Turin Shroud,

    An ark with every species, safely housed onboard,

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    A rotten soul

    I'm less upset about the fact that you lied to me, 

    And more upset about the fact that you wasted my time, 

    My time, 

    The most expensive thing I own, 

    You're a smart thief, 

    Taking the thing I value the most, 

    The thing I have the least of, 

     

    What did you think it would work on me, 

    Me whose been lied to and cheated so many times that I can tell a lie from a truth in an instant,

    The only thing that hurts is that I didn't find out sooner, 

     

    And when I called you out on it, 

    You tried to lie again, 

    What good was it?

    Didn't you know we were done for, 

     

    You don't think I found out what you wanted after that first lie, 

    The lie that ended it all, 

    The lie that showed just how rotten your soul w...

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    If you see a girl floating in space...

    air is growing thin 
    as I float off the ground 
    the dreamers finally awake
    now nothing holds me down 

    wandering into space 
    passing the atmosphere
    seems my perspective 
    is too cavalier 

    running out of oxygen, 
    breathing goes slow 
    my dewy eyes reflect the stars,
    like a canvas of Van Gogh's

    I hear vibrations 
    this is my castle past the sky 
    where no-one asks how, 
    and I never wonder why 

    my body grows numb 
    as I float through stars 
    through my veins,
    flows my liquid heart

    peace like a wave
    rushes over me 
    laying on this cosmic foam 
    it gets hard to breathe 

    I shed a tear 
    and then another arose 
    soon I was surrounded with these crystals 
    as each dro...

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    Human Race

     

    Humans believe,
    in different religions, 
    practising love,
    should be given,
    varying colour skin, 
    but human blood rhythm
    birth place earth, 
    no decision

    © 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

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    Buried dreams


         
        Buried in myself handshake-Promises! I was a scapegoat and a cowardly traitor! I was tearfully smiling with my face cheering
         
        among clowns, there were cursing Judgments out there like cursed dogs barking, and from the mouths of the prophets, the vision might have seemed a failure! Upstairs, in the radiant sparkle of his eyes, the rocking ladik of the snow-whitewashed moon harbors; my forehead cannot be crowned with redemptive kisses immortal My dear!
         
        I've tolerated enough! I was conceived as a misunderstood experiment, a sinful curious sin! Target My life has been targeted by deliberate envy, garbage jealous! "True-pearl falls grow dearly in your sleeping eyes so you can still testify!" My conscience flows into my Soul infected with deepening guilt and makes me testify!
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    THE STARVING CHILDREN...

    We wake up every morning to hear the end is nigh,

    As I view the daily papers, I cannot help but cry,

    Greed appears most prevalent in every major nation,

    So tell me why are children, dying of starvation?

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    Unprecedented earthquakes generate a plan,

    Nations stand in unity to help out where they can,

    Aid arrives in hours after speedy preparation,

    So tell me why are children, dying of starvation?

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    Conjuring deceptions, we’ve heard it all before,

    The lies of politicians, to justify their war,

    Money is no object in a hostile situation,<...

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    Backdrop

     

    Backdrop,
    scenery 
    ranging in length,
    expansive eyes,
    no expense,
    wider than the, 
    boundary fence
    Treetops, and sizes,
    seem so dense,
    conifers deep racing green,
    shimmering with delicate,
    black sheen
    Sunlight drifting, 
    behind the scene,
    hits tree branches,
    with light clearly seen,
    drawing to distant,
    horizons we seem
    Let's float into, 
    the backdrop dream
    Forget the tv screen

    © 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

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    WORD [LOVE]

                                   WORD LOVE

    When I contemplate 
    About the word love

     

    The love word seems
    Like a fantasy to me
    A dream within a reality
    And a reality within dreams

     

    As I try to feel about the word love
    I see emotions raging with me
    Fighting war against
    Dying and killing

     

    And as I try to understand
    The love word
    The word love
    Seems to be understood
    Only by the word "GOD"
    Divine blessings and Divine dignity.

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    Loosing

    I'm in the verge of breaking

    My heart is aching

    Someone special has been stolen

    Don't know when will I see her again..

     

    Now my nights are filled with sadness

    Without your love and sweetness

    I can feel all kind of loneliness

    So how can I stop this madness?

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    Thoughtful Philosophy


         
        … Because even a happy birth is just a tiny, lasting piece of our existence: Race with the Time Part! Countdown for ourselves! Outraged, hard-to-get loves are tricked under the window of my trick drunk! Bloods bloodshed in the captivity of Dawn! The cosmic emotion of Faithfulness creeps into thethe vulnerable Soul cracks ofand bites like a fleeing ghost after the assured Redemption!
         
        In the depths of the narrow cells of molecules, only I can be a wrecked shipwreck waiting for his immortal Beloved, preaching complimenting confessions to the shells of chirping ears! Endless pledge of romance! "In the future, perhaps, he will bow down to me for the last time with the kisses of the angelic Goodness and the Universe - I will not have to be humiliated in the hyena of human survival in the murders of survival."
         
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