heart and mind of Just B

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Love? What of it?
A memory of the ways things
could be.
Gentle hands of time.
Hold me.

One of the rare gifted souls I’ve encountered on this path whose beautiful soul so effortlessly spills in words. Magic-like and profound. If you enjoyed this, you’ll love his work as much 🙂

Just B Poetry

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I exist in the depths of the shadow
     my mind.
My soul seeks comfort.
   The dew that collects
on the petals that glisten
   rays of sunshine.
Love? What of it?
   A memory of the ways things
could be.
  Some far off distant future
past rivers rushing childhood
  glimpses.
No more safety net daydream
  afternoons.
Spoon fed happiness tastes
   bitter as it curdles with age.
Home seems so far back the road
  is long with destination unknown.
Long winters.
  Stuck in the middle. I couldn’t
find my way if I turned back.
   Gentle hands of time.
Hold me.

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2 thoughts on “heart and mind of Just B

    Robert said:
    April 7, 2014 at 1:49 pm

    Dear Himani,

    Thank you for sharing this with us! This points to something far beyond spoon fed happiness.

    All good wishes,

    robert

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      Himani B responded:
      April 8, 2014 at 12:23 am

      Thank you dear Robert, its a pleasure 🙂 Happy to hear you enjoyed it..wishing you the best, always!

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