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Fia Naturie wrote a new post
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We as a nation have had tough times in the past, but I can totally understand your sentiments. Everyone is getting on the same wavelength. We all know things aren’t going good. There are many factors involved to.
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For a moment we was like this is a fed up person, then this person has been flocked, nothing but sheep. Tight
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Conditioned
Back aches
Feet throbs
Vision strain
Headache driving one insaneWe came up with the saying “the tough get it done”
I’m done…
We as a society, on the whole
Are charcoaled steak
Extra well, with no tenderness in sight4 Comments-
It does feel that way, done, charcoaled. But after last Saturday, I saw hope for many reasons beyond the numbers. But it will take more than a one and done approach. It will take sustained resistance, nonviolent activity, a refusal to obey the flames of abuse, and in our millions to stop the “grilling”.
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Your poem rings so true, Fia,. Let’s hope that, one day, Society rediscovers tenderness, love, and caring about each other rather than all the squalid hatred, the foul judgement that has no place.
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Usha wrote a new post
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I was in emotional turmoil that i could serve her for one day, but our love in between was of ages we were together in births we took. She was my bold mother in-law who wished so much for me including what i have to wear. I miss her so much and it was mixed emotions for me , she got out of her severe pain in one way and other way in this life i am not going to see her again and I didn’t get her last look. Now I need to repay my love to her in the form of protecting family from troubles.
I appreciate your stopping by and do please drop your reviews and i am here to let my pain teach in the form of write and learn my emotions so i be useful to others and inspire people that sharing our pain leads to solve few people pain by relating to me and my writings.
Jessy Jacob ❤️
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
Fireflies Over the Somme
She led me to a lonely forest glade, where fireflies flew and faeries might have played,
The brooding sky was blood red, pure delight, the half-light glowed as dusk turned into night,
We lay among white lilies in the mist, she winked and beat her wings before she kissed,
Then whispered sweetest nothings in my ear, the…Read More1 Comment -
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I like steak well done, but the current steak situation…inedible, unpalatable and unacceptable. Perfectly executed