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  by steve've 1 day ago

  The soul mate is captured
  by true sensitivity of fidelity
  Your mind then freed by
  perception of pessimism
  love is altimetry utterly
  in cognition defining
  your heart soul body and mind
  then your soul mate
  is eternally defined
  
  steve james
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  by steve've 8 months ago

  Cry With Pride.
  
  
  
  
  Sundays subsequent news
  
  impressive in it’s oblige
  
  Intensive with its intuition
  
  Not negative more positive
  
  Intensifying un-minimizing
  
  The headlining words
  
  ten years on from this moment beyond
  
  What hope lay within
  
  Empowering in growth
  
  Running forward
  
  Holding optimisms flag
  
  After a wind that did blow
  
  The bones of Uncle Sam
  
  Yet did it take away
  
  America resolve
  
  A clock spring may have sprung
  
  Who would rebuild its running
  
  Looking and move back
  
  Surely you make a face
  
  with diamond crusted forward hours
  
  the features that mark the richest moments
  
  to come
  
  not the disfigured face of gloom
  
  the loss of what was will live on
  
  contained in a memorial preserving
  
  that strike of frozen ruptured lives
  
  those souls move with the embroider
  
  of a waving standard racing forward
  
  as the new decade pioneers
  
  reaching out for new fronts
  
  you have done it previously
  
  then stand aloft singing your
  
  stars and stripes head high
  
  
  then you cry with pride.
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  by Depth Writer 9 months ago

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  by steve've 9 months ago

  Fullness of silence fell
  
  Fullness of silence fell
  
  the day after the interment
  
  A heart lost in its stillness
  
  tears running down the pane
  
  With a deluge of pain
  
  ...locked inside that subterranean lake
  
  which seemed to take one drowning soul
  
  carrying the echo of lament.
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  by steve've 10 months ago

  Lament to AMY
  
  
  soulful notes once sang in the air
  with a voice that reached many hearts
  It was a musical mantra of gospel with rhyme and blues
  singing for today, living with nothing lose,
  
  
  sadness fills the air
  this with grief and dispair
  lyrics with soul down to earth
  you reaced heaven your dement left behind
  you were just one of a kind,
  
  
  her words, her mind, her expression with attitude
  the singer that looked for the greater jazzed up kick
  those notes razed that hit the roof
  yet contentment never attained,
  
  sadness fills the air
  this with grief and dispair
  lyrics with soul down to earth
  you reaced heaven your dement left behind
  you were just one of a kind,
  
  An essence of sadness I now heard in her song
  in spite of her voice I'll continue to listen on
  in lament, in grief, in dejection,
  I will never hear her sing old in the tooth
  that soul voice that reached many hearts that are now
  Torn Apart,
  
  
  sadness fills the air
  this with grief and dispair
  lyrics with soul down to earth
  you reaced heaven your dement left behind
  you were just one of a kind
  many hearts torn apart.
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  by Tarringo Vaughan 1 year ago

  Hey Steve, glad to see you back..hope you are feeling alot better!
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  by Depth Writer 1 year ago

  Welcome back...
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  by steve've 1 year ago

  im back from hospital, hope to feed back to you all soon love to all steve
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  by steve've 1 year ago

  I appreciate your hard work and the construction that’s gone into making the flex writhers of poetry site. Every day you help poets climb by giving platforms for discourser within poetry and writing, may it long continue. And lets give a cheer to you Tarringo for you hard work and inspiriting words, I love the word in you poem:
  The best things in life happen
  When we believe
  
  
  
  I clutch gruelingly at the higher rugged noblest,
  lifting my uncertainty to a greater hyper plane,
  not looking down focus up, above the disbelieve,
  searching for the next crevice on the greater crag,
  the element of the fall
  featuring upon the surface of the mind
  yet I have faith in my bowline
  that will clasp the weight of mistrust
  go onward and bold
  reach higher to the summit of achievement
  then looking down on my triumph
  cry out letting the elements take it
  my soul was born to try reaching its goal.
  
  Steve James

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