Candles for Fireplaces Make me a wish.Candles for Fireplaces by ~DSteffi
Suspend me in the lines of score sheets,
in the jetsam and flotsam of the shadows of songs
that never got the chance
to be sung.
Bereave the flames from Persephone's care,
Cellophane KitesI.Cellophane Kites by ~DSteffi
Houses dot the skirts of a mountain,
weak and cold cemented homes
connected to each other
like the pages in a book.
Tires are not decorations on roofs
but stones on paper bullets to keep them
The 7-year-old boy with the cigarette
and the old man with the umbrella cane,
read each other like everyday strangers-
unlike the air and the scent of glue
on rotting slippers.
Turn your radio to the station next door;
the news of the vendor using second-hand oil,
or to the valedictorian running the elevator.
The music exalts by the thousands
saving the short lifespan
of your dead batteries.
Sing Merry Christmas
with the recorded promises of political jingles
and half-meant carols of children
shining in the stage of their first-class begging.
I wish you a Happy New Year
without the wishes of the Happy and the New.
Rags for clothes in the sunlight,
street signs more painting than crayons.
Rain water distilled by bottles,
infants immediately born as adults
The Perfect SurpriseDiane loved her husband. She would have done anything for him regardless of what it may be. She would get down on her knees in obedience to please him, and the way he would punch the walls from anger thrilled her. His insults he fired at her warmed her heart for the mere purpose of he was paying her attention. She valued his affection even if her family disagreed of what “affection” is. She cherished the man, and his birthday was coming up very soon. She wanted to make it perfect to show how appreciated she was of having him in her life.The Perfect Surprise by ~GoddessSpiritwolf
The day before the party, Diane set out on her quest to gather up the perfect party materials. Off to the market to gather up cooking ingredients where she filled the shopping cart all the way to the top.
At the cash register, the cashier run up her items and gave Diane a smile saying, “Hi, Diane. I see you bought lots of decoration for cakes. Who’s birthday?”
“It’s my husband’s birthday soon. I want to m
i wait for the daythey say,i wait for the day by *bloody-magpies
homosexuality is a sin
and that us, gays,
can't and shouldn't
be allowed to get married;
that us, gays,
can't and shouldn't
fall in love with the
person we desire most.
homosexuality is a sin
because it's "weird" and
"unusual" and "not normal",
because according to a book
over thousands of years old,
it's supposed to be "adam and eve"
not "adam and steve".
but wait a minute!
the Bible also told them
that divorce, the separation of
man and woman, is also a sin
of its own; yet, it happens
more frequently now than before
and they close their eyes on this
as if it's nonsense,
as if it's different from us, gays,
wanting equality to marry.
so they can spend thousands of
dollars for a wedding that will unite them
for maybe a day, maybe a year - maybe less, maybe more,
only to have them go their separate ways
once hardships arise; yet us, gays, can't marry
when and where we want; we have to go to a state
that will accept us for who we are,
Have you been scared/reluctant to receive love?I am sure it's easier for most of us to love someone more than we could and sometimes more than they deserve. We deliver it with same intensity as our heart desires but have you felt awkward, weird, or taken back when someone especially a stranger approaches you with love that you couldn't have thought of receiving it at first place? it could be mainly due to reasons that you must have not received something like that before or simply because you wouldn't want to trust that stranger with a thought of getting hurt in return.Have you been scared/reluctant to receive love? by *Themoonofmyheart
It has happened to me recently. I was complimented with very kind and beautiful words by a stranger I wouldn't have any clue of and I suppose even he wouldn't know me entirely as a person. I have had my share of moments where people have appreciated me before but they were either related to me as family or friends and the strangers (of my age group) most probably might have approached me for reasons known to all young men!
Unlike in previous situations this ti
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