Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.
ABERJHANIPoetry and art nourish the soul of the world with the flavor-filled substances of beauty, wisdom and truth.
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Careful studies of cases dealing with supposed ‘mental disorder’ have at times revealed that many thought to be insane or warped in some fashion were actually simply highly sensitive individuals.
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While many people like the idea of exercising unconditional love, most eventually find it too draining and impossible to sustain,
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Here are lips of flame eager to be extinguished by love’s liquid sigh.
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With its leaves so rich and heavy with elation and its crimson face made brighter with visions of divinity the shadow of a certain rose looks just like an angel eating light.
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Quote words that affirm all men and women are your brothers and sisters.
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Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives.
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And make no mistake about it: love does take over and transform the schemes and operations of our egos in a very mighty way.
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This is what our love is––a sacred pattern of unbroken unity sewn flawlessly invisible inside all other images, thoughts, smells, and sounds.
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Poetry looking in the mirror sees art, and art looking in a mirror sings poetry.
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When the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness
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First gave in to the urge to pray to their sense of something greater than themselves and interpreted certain signs or events or silences as responses to those prayers.
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The word ‘survivor’ carries a weight of remembrance that has broken the minds and bodies of more than a few men and women.
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How many fears came between us? Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell rained smoldering pus from skies made of winged death.
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In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.
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The fate that condemns or saves one sooner or later often condemns or saves another.
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