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October 20, 2017
 

Under the tree with a book in hand
Many dreams get real
That's what stands the test of time
One page at a time.
While the characters leap out and dance
Many stories get unravelled
With the breeze comes a languid peace
Many plots get interesting twists and turn
Each turn of the page begins
An imagination going beyond the real world
The mind knows what this means
Its making life surreal.

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EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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October 19, 2017
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Dear Pen Pals;

The thing about me is... I'm an introvert person. I love staying up late in my bedroom... alone. I spend my time mostly reading a book, and writing my book series. I love studying a lot of things that revolve around metaphysical and spiritual stuff.
I think that's it for now. I'll write a letter again next time!

Sincerely,
Keefe R.D

TINY QUEEN
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October 19, 2017
Sant Pere de Ribes, Spain

Dear you,

If I'm the page
And you're the pen
Dirty me with
Your ink again
Let's make history
On virgin sheet
Stain my heart
With every beat
Write of love
Inscribe your name
Scar your words
I’ll feel no pain
If I'm the page
And you're the pen
Keep writing
So we never end

Love me xxx

Amanda Carrington

DICTIONARY DAY
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October 18, 2017
 

Books,
     Coffee,
          Windowsill;

That's all what you need to be a bibliophile, x

                                      ~Keefe R.D

LETTRS AND BOOKS
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October 18, 2017
Udaipur, India

It seems so unfair, 
To be able to see it,
Feel it,
Want it, 
Fight for it
But never really able to touch it, grab it, hug it. 
It teases with its soft touch, 
Running from my eyes, tears. 
Stealing kisses from my lips 
And dreams from my nights. 
It comes with the winds to take my breath away. 
And yet it leaves me to live, suffer
In the bittersweetness of its constant presence and absence. 

Love. 
Is morning sunshine, 
Thunder and rain, 
Evening breeze
And 
Mooneless darkness. 
Love is happiness and sadness
Combined with contentment and urges
Its having freedom of control and control of freedom.
A paradox in itself, mocking on sarcasm. 
The one challenging the irony of hope.  
The little...

DICTIONARY DAY
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October 12, 2017
 

So Here's what my day picks up Again

Revolutionized by thoughts
In this era of throwbacks
Fading off every that cause,
Which bothered me awhile
And set me aback.
Now times finally back Again.
As always In its own Form!
To follow the age old quote
"What's a life full of care,
Nor a minute to Stand& Stare"
Yeah, just recollect
When was the last time
You did something
For yourself, for your own
Happiness??
What was the last thing,
You've gifted to yourself?
Try to judge,
What means a Quality time,
For you, And when was
The last time you've
Actually spent some
Quality time??
Mechanized brains motorized
Our heart and Soul too.
And here we are losing,
Nothing but our own weapon.
The time!
The ti...

FACE YOUR FEARS
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October 6, 2017
Indore, India

There's no such thing as one love
There's no such thing as two extremes
There's no such thing as a love triangle ⛛
There's no such thing as four corners of the earth
As far as I know,  I love myself and so do I love him
We may be different but have same dreams
And that love triangle has books in between
About the four corners... Well we are still spinning with love so brimming!

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RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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October 5, 2017
 

If people have single reason to go away, turn their faces from me.
Nothing is better than that.(for them and me.)
I count it as their gratitude.

(my mind uttered in peace.)

                       _robin

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WORLD DAY OF BULLYING PREVENTION
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October 4, 2017
 


           In my head
           It was all so clear
           A book of fables
           Just waiting
           To be written
           But as soon as the words
           Started spilling onto paper
           They seemed more like lies
           I was trying to conjure
           Into existence
           I should have just been happy
           To watch the story
           Play out like a picture show
           In my mind
           But I got too greedy
           And now the pages are blurred.           JD


*Blurred*
#FablesAndLies #OctoberFalls #PoetryChallenge

LET IT GO. MOVE ON
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October 4, 2017
Newquay, United Kingdom

KEROUAC

GINSBERG

BURROUGHS

DAMN

DIDNT THEIR LIGHT

SHINE BRIGHTLY

IT STILL FLICKERS

IN MY SOUL

WORLD DAY OF BULLYING PREVENTION
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September 30, 2017
 

She was looking out of the store window, drinking her favorite coffee. When out of the blue a man showed up and sat down at her table, looking straight into her eyes and she felt an electric charge, unable to blink or break off  the hold of his gaze.  
The unfamiliar familiarity she felt, like remembering something that never happened.  He smiled at her and  uttered a single line "its immortality, my darling! ", got up and went away.
Startled by sudden happening she tried to follow him, catch him only to find herself unable to move,  dizzy and chocking.
The coffee was poisoned,he found her for the 25th time in her 25th life.

INTERNATIONAL COFFEE DAY
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September 27, 2017
Euclid, United States

          The pressures on, my editor wants my pages.  I'm thankful for her as I can be to get my writing organized.  She is 100% on board as we have spoken extensively about the book.  Praying for an ease of creativity.  A super speed typing.  I have hand written so much and did audio dictating to another large batch of material.  At least some is typed and sent her way.

          Visited an all black church Sunday and was blown away.  I've been in other churches primarily black, but nothing this electric.  The presence of God was thick.  The preacher, an 80 plus year old black woman, called me out.  She walked right up to me and said, "Someone is writing a book.". As she went on describi...

AT THE END
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September 26, 2017
 

     
        An unexpected run in
        Left me out of my element
        And stumbling for words
        But now, the deed is done
        And we've crossed
        That imaginary line
        Into the story
        Yet to be written
        Now only time will tell
        If the pages will be filled
        Or if you will simply remain
        That passerby
        And an unfinished book.      JD




*Unexpected* (or *The Story Of Us* Part II)
#TimeWillTell #SeptemberFalls #PoetryChallenge

POSITIVE THINKING DAY
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September 25, 2017
 

Oblivious to the gazillion words stuck to her feet from walking from book to book they called her lazy....

Pari

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NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 24, 2017
Chennai, India

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A PRETTY LENGTHY LETTER AND YOU MIGHT FIND SOME THINGS I'VE SAID ABOUT EXTROVERTS A LITTLE RUDE. LET ME ASSURE YOU THAT I DON'T MEAN TO OFFEND YOU BASED ON YOUR PERSONALITY, I LOVE EVERYONE IRRESPECTIVELY AND THIS PIECE WAS INTENDED TO BE NOTHING BUT A FUN READ.

Dear world,
    Growing up introverted, my ideas of fun are a little different from the rest of the society that is culturally and numerically dominated by extroverts that unintentionally drain out my life essence by meaningless rituals of everyday social interaction.
    For example, if some one told me 'Hey, go have fun... Do whatever you want to do', I'll go sleep for three days. No kidding. I'll sleep, watch ...

SPARKLES
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September 20, 2017
 

                                              
        The first time I laid eyes on you
        I didn't really see you
        You were just a passing stranger
        In a seemingly busy world
        But now, each time you pass
        I get a deeper look at who you are
        And the plot to our future thickens
        As the story in my mind
        Continues to grow
        You are still a stranger to me
        One who just passes on the street
        But by the time this story is written
        I have no doubt you'll be beside me
        And we'll be turning the pages
        Together.                                                 JD



*The Story Of Us*
#Fi...

PASSION
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