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I was a White Swan...
A Beautiful, soulful and sometimes frantic one..
I Frolicked in the lake and strutted free
Enjoyed every rising day
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You are always my Beautiful Beautiful Sister…
The one I am always so so proud of…
You are always the “Talented” one…
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As our beloved city lament over its trouncing loss…there are no tears…
As our beloved homes become vacant and even blank…there are no fear…
How astounding are our people? How amazing are their spirit?
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I, M
The angel,
Free in spirit, dancing across the star lit night…
High above all things, and with wings I- - fly…
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As Day turned into night,
and night is now turning into a new day...
Perhaps you are still sleeping deep...
An Angel is whispering? and who may she be?
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Believe in me is what i do...
Who else can i trust to see me through? ? ?
Only I - know what 'I' can do,
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Perhaps Stillness is not a bad thing...
And Coldness is alike to one’s essence at presence...
Everything is white – as Snow...
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Presence, Past, Present, Path, Pain,
Discovery, Destiny, Direction, Desolate,
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As the nights turn into days...
And the days drift into nights...
My thoughts are with you
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A poem in this moonless night…was it not only last night the moon shine bright? ? ?
Certain things come and go…But there are some that are not easily…forgotten…
Have not forgotten my past…
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They say life is fleeting and life is short...
But how can one day seems so long?
60 sec in a min, and
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It was only yesterday I thought I knew “I”...
I still have a memory of “I” from all yesterday days and
All those past endless nights...
But why now, behind these walls, wire and curtains,
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I had been the Black Swan...
The Beautiful and the most brilliant one..
And now they want to turn me into White? !
Perhaps not so White really/ exactly,
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Fleeting
I wish Life can fleet, more swiftly and rapidly,
Moments by minutes, added hours by more days.
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Not too long ago... In One winter night..
Way up on a mountain top,
there shorn a millions and billions of adorning twinkle lights.
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They say Mindfulness is the key to happiness...the master of conscious Living...
With each own self-realization and pure awareness...
The greatest entry to render the world – inside and beyond...
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There...you are lying soundless...
There...your breathes are almost silence...
For days now,
Are you dreaming deep? Or
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My lover said he is with me every step of everyday, and
He feels and smells my move and thoughts in every way.
My lover said he can grasp the rhythm I pace, and
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Winter Past...Dark cold nights no longer...
Spring here...Bright warm days are near...
Spring makes me smile, and it fills me with joy...
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AngelLucianna Vesna Biography
An Angelic Messenger of Light and Grace… Transformed into a Goddess of New Spring…who Sings Psalms from the unreachable high mountain of the Orient, Giving joy and hope to the other Human Inhabitants…)
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Once-An Unfinished Poem
I was a White Swan...
A Beautiful, soulful and sometimes frantic one..
I Frolicked in the lake and strutted free
Enjoyed every rising day
Each nightfall was a dazzled craze
But all this changed, in the end of Spring
When they said I was no longer free to prance
To be confined within boundaries – in which I did not understand...
No more flying from East to West, they said!
Nor even from North to South...
Definitely not ever – ever- at the bi-polar ends
I have turned into a Black Swan..
A Desperate, sorrowful and most hysteric one...
The lake is now curtains and barred wire, no more liberty
But toned right down as small as the countless pills they send
Like a grain of sand, laying low in the bottom of a roiled sea
Can do nothing, miserably accepting the painful realities - normality
No one seeming to care or even empathise....
What is all these fuss about?
They said...
Why can’t I be left alone..and just be
For I wish to Fly high and dive low –The way I used to be..
It s simply what I know...
Once...
It is beyond frustration when thy self cannot stay true,
It is just so so cruel
My heart aches and I feel no more, who is this person I know no more?
I wish as days pass pieces of me will come back,
But perhaps..i will never be either Swan again...
That
Was
Once written –from the winter months passed
I am glad to say...the new Spring has now brought new change...
Swan – Black or white neither matters...
What matters is what “I” – still remained
Each day will un-fold its destined secret,
If I stay mindful I will surely be in a Peaceful place
Quietness’ and Wisdom I dare to chase
I am confident my foot prints are firmly implanted deep...once - again
Amen..A new journey...
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