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poetry · Postaday2012 · Project365

Under The Sheets

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Touch My body
Touch My body (Photo credit: Nazli.G)

As I sleep, I twist I turn,
I try the position of ease,
I open my eyes, dark shadows,
No light to see, so I close my eyes,
I just wanted peace,
I crave rest, I desire warmth,
The soft tranquil feel of these sheets,
Touch my body in ways I no longer feel,
The touch of a body, or just mere or lips,
From someone out of the ordinary,
I can’t sleep, more twisting and turning,
I can only feel me,
Something is missing,
A lone night of misery I can’t ease away,
Under the sheets my feelings,
My love, my peace,
Stirs me away from the pain,
But I just can’t sleep.

– Richardo

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Daily Motions, My Logic

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Forget-me-not
Forget-me-not (Photo credit: Sir_Iwan)

Don’t wanna get up,
Forgot life, forget the world,
Purely a society of nothing,
We create the faces of hope,
But who’s hope resides in us?
Do you create it for self?
Or is something we inherit?
My daily motions vary from day-to-day,
I need this by tomorrow,
But I want this for today,
Searching for logic, a quenched mind,
I can’t, don’t want to conform, but yet I do,
To see where this world take me,
I ride on through the dust, beating down alleyways,
Still trying to find meaning on each happenings,
My daily bread, I am trapped with thoughts,
Confusion are plentiful, solutions petty,
Where is the light seeping the crack wall?
I forget my wants, I only need tomorrow to come on by. (another day)

– Richardo

Why do we get up each day?  The questions we ask do they get answered or we just pass them by day by day?  Where is the meaning?

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The Sound of the Ocean

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Andros Sunset from Blanket Sound
Andros Sunset from Blanket Sound (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Crashing waves, soft cool breeze,
The wild sands of the beautiful beach,
Looking out at the ocean, far away it sits,
The echoes of the birds, their chirps are a bliss,
I think of moments in life, memories I designed,
The way the make me feel are sometimes hard to define,
I just think of them sounds of the ocean, I blindly listen to.

– Richardo

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