Just An Illusion
Decorated my lamp with crystals and pearls to
create illusions of frosted dewdrops to combat
the heat, watching the Moody Blues singing
‘Once Upon a Time’ portraying first love
Knowing it is just an illusion too – but oh, how
we humans create the best visions, how won-
derful to dream, isn’t it strange there always is
more happiness in our minds than we can find
In three-dimensional reality; meaning we always
grow through evolution, never to stop, increasing
our joy unto infinity - and beyond
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Fresh New Feeling
What a surprise to come home to a bedroom
all light and airy with the promise of perfume
exotic delight in the flowers I put everywhere,
white sequined scarf draped artistically over
one chair, the pink scarf with silver lining
decorating the other one
My Malaysia bag with shiny purple sequins,
the pink pillow and candle holders you made
from rusted iron - suddenly the atmosphere
of the room is subtly changed, the black and
silver duvet a wonderful background - I love
the fresh new feeling it brings!
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Secret Meaning
An impish grin on a strange Puckish face,
a message meant for another caught my
eye, I smiled at the beautiful sentiment of
hope rekindled, the belief in unblemished
goodness expressed
This is exactly what I have faith in, to find
my ideas reflected in the words of complete
strangers is such a relief; it means my feelings
are universal, millions still cherish the hope that
keeps my dreams sweet
That guides my steps as I seek answers to
everything that makes me wonder about
the secret meaning of life!
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Together Like This
When you softly touched
the hair at the nape of my
neck and it felt wonderful,
suddenly a rush of feelings
made me aware that love
was ever fresh and sweet
like the crystal lamp that I
washed, the sensation in
my skin brought me to life
When I read John Grey's
words in Venus and Mars,
his description of love, I
realised how marvellous
it was to be together like
this, when I got up you
invited me back to lie
in your arms while you
softly stroked my back
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Magical
Love people unconditionally which means
never expect anything, simply enjoy their
existence as you enjoy flowers and trees
they are not there for you, only remaining
aloof you will know peace while delighting
in their diversity, never trust them as they
are not placed on earth to be worthy, like
you - we are all here to enjoy the journey
not to serve anybody - here to have fun
and never get it done - and only ever be
judged by ourselves - which means we
are all worthy of self-esteem;
magical, isn’t it?
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Excitement At Being
this is what I saw as I slept and dreamed:
minds fused soul to soul, together at last a
shining light without physical counterpart,
unity in magnetic bonding negative to positive,
a continuous stream of electrical energy
new-born passion, divine ecstasy enduring
through many universes joined inseparably,
wonderful company, spiritual delight burning
like fire charging this life with feelings of
glory, excitement at being alive - triumph
over non-being, awareness never to be
extinguished, only more refined…
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Dear Beloved
Dear Beloved, you cannot miss your
love forever - in a loving dimension
she is there with you, always together
The adventures you shared are written
in tablets held on the heart, forever
etched in never-ending dreams
The dream is a moment in eternity
forever happening now, nothing
can undone what is done
The sacred link continues and glows
leading the path through the stars,
the scent of incense in the wind
Carried afar to shine with inner light
illumined by inner power eternally
renewed with every dream...
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A Miracle Day
A miracle day, the miracle I dreamt of
happened - I enjoyed translating my
document, such fun to find legal term
equivalents - impossible to determine
what brought this about - I only know
the stone in my chest changed into a
warm, beating, loving heart and every
successive moment just became more
beautiful, every step was a privilege, I
was too scared to enjoy it too much -
scared that it would be lost too soon,
a perfect day simply because my
feelings changed - this emotional
state should continue indefinitely!
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Remembrance Recreates (Revised)
I imagine early morning light
in softly golden-hues, millions
of baby rainbows in the sun-
light's glow, flowers dampened
with freshest dew just so - and
fragrance of blooms awakening
sweet memories, mornings where
we lived in glorious belief of our
youth that we were life itself -
now we know life briefly graced
our form with energy, we droop
at sunset, yet continue life in our
heads, repeating every joyous
feeling as often as we like, the
mind can never be stopped
remembrance recreates all
Worlds and feelings lost…
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To Be Abandoned (Revised)
I am a machine, replaying in French an
expression of English synonyms so bare
of feeling my mind empties, spirit dissolves,
soul absconds; my chair contains an empty
shell of dark despair
I hope my spirit returns, soul again whole
after retrieving scattered fragments from
ends of the earth, I am so lonely without
feelings - utter loneliness remains the
only sensation, a curtailed sensory
event, an appearance without
emotional investment
abandoned at the outer layer of life,
no access to warmth of feeling and
meaning inside
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