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Reflect
a soft reflection
and the skipping of a stone
makes quiet ripples
-Nic-
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dance with me,
an angel's song,
upon the beaches,
where love hath gone.
in the mist,
of your falling faith,
reach out for me,
because in reality,
I am the angel.
-Gabriel-
Dream
As you lay in bed
you slowly slip,
out of the mess
the confusion
of your life
you enter a land
of hope
a carefree wandering
and exploration of
your mind and soul
your aspirations
and intentions
its essence
of your spirit
and purpose
and of your heart
and true love
with no worries
only hope.
-Nic-
Reality
What IS reality
is it a mere perception
of things to come
and things gone,
a tangible evidence
of our existence in
this universe
Perhaps it represents
our minor yet significant
role here
and yet...
the relevance of anything real
is dependend purely on the
observer
us
reality can drive us mad,
to the edge of humanity
and reasoning
or
it can take us to a land of ecstasy
where dreams take shape
and aspirations become real
we form our path
and we choose our reality
otherwise we fall into a pit,
of no motivation, self pity
and selfless depression
contemplating our end
and dwelling on the obvious
-Nic-
Bounaparte
He thought to quellthe stubborn hearts of oak,
Madman!- to chain with chains, and bind with bands
That island queen who sways the floods and lands
from Ind to Ind; but in fair daylight woke,
When from her wooden walk,
-lit by sure hands,
With thunders, and with lightnings,
and with smoke,
Peal after peal, the British battle broke,
Lulling the brime against the coptic sands.
We taught him lowlier moods,
when Elsienore heard the war
moan along the distant sea
Rocking with shatter'd spars,
with sudden fires
flamed ocer; at Trafalgar yet once more
We taught him;; late he learned humility
Preforce, like those whom Gideon school'd
with briers.
-Tennyson-
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a cool breeze flowing
through the trees
carries a birds call
-Nic-
To Be a Man
There is an unspoken law
by which men abide,
no matter the pain
they musn't cry.
And if it means
ripping apart their spirit,
and eating away their soul,
than ironically
be it so.
for they musn't ever
show they are weak,
for fear that it may
prove them meek .
-Nic-
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