Stars how eyes in the
Hearts touch gently lips and hands
and mind in your soul
Reply to: MR SHAYAN DAS
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Sonntag, 21. März 2021
Reply to: SaaniaSparkle
A dead end
in life
is the best hint
another way
to search
the discomfort
fear means us
that we
the real one
for ourselves
do not understand yet
every step
with a certainty
better with your own fear
go hand in hand
Things stay
to act
whether consciously or unconsciously
what they are to their own
The life
with its diversity
breaks through
the dead stone
whether you sit on it
or him as
Tool used
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လက်ပစ်ဗုံးများမှမီး
အဆိုပါတောက်ပသောသူတို့ကို
လက်ပစ်ဗုံးများမှမီး
ကလေးများ
အိပ်ရာအောက်မှာ
ပြတင်းပေါက်၏ရှေ့မှောက်၌
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Reply to: tndos
the reality of being
as truthfulness
nobody can pass it on
it remains a secret
the subjective
attempt
the approach
to a
guess
of truth
the diversity
the treasure
is in the one soul
in search
according to the truth
remains a little
to new insight
with an end
to the event
one's own experience
love the beauty
and the truth
they are three siblings
that of hers
dark brother
Knowing nothing
the little light in us
the world
the cosmos has
naturally
the day
the Stars
her own
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Reply to: SaaniaSparkle
The number
is
by doing
Senses
right
that they are from the point
continuously measures
in the here and now
into that
infinitely past
in the
not yet
there
in the mind
in formulas
in their regularity
implemented
the logos
in numbers
Words and scriptures
aligned accordingly
the number helps
Counting heads
thus giving
and have
to share
the number
is a beneficial fruit
for successful people
to growth and possessions
death does not distinguish
whether wise
good or bad
he takes us in the end
whether as a genius
or servant
with open arms
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Reply posthumously to: Carl Gustav Jung
The inner eye sees
reality
with the eyes
in your own face
self-third
in humility
the outside
united
with the inside
to consciousness
with it the soul itself
the inner world
the outside world
in a dream
the day
the night
Reply to: Regula Babajeza
Reply posthumously to: Carl Gustav Jung
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Reply to: the greatvincent
Our thoughts
our feelings
are for others
not visible in us
i am a weak one
insignificant person
I'm standing on my feet
not on the feet of others
I see my comrades
from my school days
successful
from poverty and wealth
to be seen and owned
my decades long
illness
those with unspeakable
Pain associated
my own failure
my fault
I want to endure myself
without anyone
because of my faint
regret or understand
Reply to: the greatvincent
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Reply to: anam gour
Nobody can do the soul
a human
snatch from
no one can the other
the breath of life
take away
a person who was murdered
lives on in our soul
the departed
all life
the whole universe
we are mind and body in one
the soul doesn't play with us
she wants and takes life
life is diversity
in us
and on earth
life gives and takes
according to his laws
love is a word
the doubter
it is not enough
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Reply to: christin
Our own moment
includes the
Tangible
the past
here and now
the goal
in the future
waiting there
without return
the death
in us
is the look
in the landscape
the soul
in which meet
the ancestors
and those kids
not yet
after birth
in the arms
the mother are
the child's name
from the mother's mouth
from the stars
determined in the universe
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Reply to: Introverted Thoughts
Every human has
in his own reality
his own imagination
the subconscious
your own consciousness
insinuate in humility
from which the dream is given to us
the stars are reflected
in the ocean of the soul
we are the victim of ourselves
of determination
according to the laws of the soul
the war ravages
Land and life
progress only counts
the generals of power
our heart beats continuously
of internal stitches
and external pain
penetrated and littered
the dream to the child
his mother
in life and in the world
live with all passion
and in spite of everything humility
indivisible dignity
of people care
we are all burdened with guilt
we are all imperfect beings
we have to practice better every day
the purity just a thought
our hands can
do not wash our sins
do not remove
Need fantasies
we for our
own life
the freedom in our body
we don't exist
the body is as a unit
connected with the soul
we can't for others
take flight
a paradise
that there is no such thing on earth
is in the poem
next to the beauty
our inner ugly face
not the rain
his drumming
on the devastated face
just make an effort
the dedication to one's own
dark side
with her through everyday life
to go
Step by step
I have no message
I try to answer
so that I can get along better
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