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S.T.I.C.S Poets - Natural Death

Natural (death)
As the clouds gently weep,
Drops drizzle down softly,
Tears hit the seemingly unforgiving hard ground,
And earth soundlessly as if to say: I’m sorry.
And when we’re sound asleep,
Water escapes between the dry cracks hugging the heavens condoling it with a soothingly rhythmic symphony splish, splat, splash, as if to say, it’s not your fault we tried,
Trees that rested on emerald green grass now lay naked outside, raped,
Reaching desperately towards the sun in attempt to escape,
Violently thrusting their arms spitefully after us, as their pleads can be heard through the angered winds,
As if to say: don’t touch me,
Shattered white glass covers the pavements and empty rainforests, enslavement, powdered pain,
Reminders of the life that was, that didn’t remain, engraved into invisible epitaphs, questions like,
What do you bring roses when they die?
From mass genocide, deceased, bitter, cold and murdered, as if to say: ill never forgive you.
Daffodils used to dance,
And daisies romanced with other plants and flowers in the quiet hours,
Clapping their hands,
To songs that the nightingales sang,
Under the nostalgic old oak tree,
That told old jokes, and ancient folk stories,
For all to hear,
Enchanting tales that the birds and the bees passed on,
Legends so funny that even the weeping willows laughed hysterically, panting, leaving them in tears of joy, breathless, but now they all lie here lifeless.
They tried to move mountains now mountains move them, with less difficulty,
Eruptions like they’ve lost their patience, shaking heads like concussions,
As if to say: you need to stop!
But we never stop to need,
Sap is thicker than blood, they too bleed,
And never have we seen such love that they have for us, they renounced their lives to give us time, breathe in, and you’ll hear, as if they’re saying: please,
Some remember back to the days where leaves left, because thieves met, and devised a way to steal our future, fog our memory so we’d forget,
I recollect when I used to collect shells by the seas, gifts from the marine species, and kisses from the ocean breezed, it was magical, but now all we see are dry spells
We should have drastically changed like the weather before forecasts seized the sun, and casted shadows so dark that the sun ceased to shine, as if to say, I give up.

Khalil Gibran

She answered, "Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive. When you meet Beauty, you feel that the hands deep within your inner self are stretched forth to bring her into the domain of your heart. It is the magnificence combined of sorrow and joy; it is the Unseen which you see, and the Vague which you understand, and the Mute which you hear - it is the Holy of Holies that begins in yourself and ends vastly beyond your earthly imagination."

Then the Nymph of the Jungle approached me and laid her scented hands upon my eyes. And as she withdrew, I found me alone in the valley. When I returned to the city, whose turbulence no longer vexed me, I repeated her words:

"Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive."

Khalil Gibran

I'd hit that!

I liked to be

the one you call when some shit is down just to say hun, what's up?

your first hand choice when you have plenty cuz after all I am your baby

the one you think of before you sleep, having a moment to keep

and the first thing on your mind in the morning knowing that it's me u're missing

What if I were the one that left you silly notes, that we later on called our quotes

That went on with all the nagging about stupid shit, and you'd say woman do you ever quit?

that annoyed the crap out of you for messing whit your stereo, but you cope cuz i make you mellow

that made you so mad that you feel like screaming but instead we always end up kissing

I would like to hide just to see if you would find me, and you would even if you were searching blindly

impress your friends just to make you feel extra proud and saying out loud

Well hey, she's my lady, like I'm Clyde and she's Bonnie

I'd like to be

the one you associate everything with

Like the old couple walking on the street making you think ' aah shit, how sweet'

Like the laughing child who waves at you, knowing that's something you'd like to pursue

the shoulder you lean on after a rough day rubbing your back as you lay

The chest you cry on when everything's falling apart, promise to take the pain away from your heart

Be the one that strokes your hair after a bad dream, baby don't we make the best team?

I would like to know if you can picture yourself without me being there, if you really do care

I would like it if you missed me right after i leave, waiting for that message I know I'm about to receive

I would like to make your heart skip a beat when we kiss, knowing that there ain't nothing beating this

Like.. to slow dance to the song we call ours and then go out in the middle of the night to watch the stars

run in the rain and then dry each other dry, I swear to God I will love you 'till I die

scream from the bottom of our longs because we're so happy having each other daily

I would like to get mad at you for leaving your shitty underwear all over, damn your such a charmer!

argue about you never taking out the trash, and argue some more, making doors smash

cater for you as you watch your favorite team play, then make you watch ballet

surprise you with tickets to brazil where we can go n just chill

or breakfast in bed leaving nothing unsaid

remind you to not forget your doctors appointment just to hear you say 'alright alright I won't '

introduce you to strangers at the street as my man, just because I can

And i like to hear you referring to me to your boys as your wifey, damn... that would be lovely

I would like to

make plans with you and day dream with you about us, we're truly doubtless

see your grumpy mood in the morning and tell you to stop bugging

have late night pillow talks and long afternoon walks

scream " you never listen" or like " you never take me out"

who am i kidding, of course you do dear no doubt

I would like to make you soup when your ill and take care of you 'til you get stabile

I would like to kiss you on your forehead as you sleep

thank God his blessings and all those little things that makes me want to sing

I would like to call my girlfriends and tell them you're so lovely

just to hear them say 'girl, he seems like a prince from a fairy'

hear you Complaining about shit that's silly and say honey enough with the self pity

pick you up when you had a boys night out and your to drunk to drive

And in that moment thanking god for who I have beside

getting you pizza when you crave for it having a hangover

asking your boys to come over and play some poker

calling your mama and asking for that recipe so I can make your favorite meal so tasty

Remind you of your uncles birthday next Wednesday

I like to see you

Ask my father If you have his blessing to see his daughter

Hang out with my brothers as if you never were strangers

I would like those special Sundays when we stay in bed all day

share beautiful things like a collage of all our pictures

or coming home and find our home filled with flowers

I would like to get irritated about you not noticing my new hair cut

just to hear you making up excuses saying 'oh come on you know you're my favorite!'

Like giving you the best gift ever on our anniversary

just to hear you say shit was that today? I'm so sorry honey!

And I know that ou never could stay mad that long our love is to strong

And even if you sometimes get me hurt, I know that our love is worth it

Yes.. I would like that

Spending my days with you and having those moments that defines life, with you

I would like to think about who I am... and in that moment see you next to me

As if I, wouldn't be me, without you.

Like... I can't even imaging my life without you in it.

In good or bad moments, even if the bad ones comes first

Yes... Thank you...

I'll have that.

All of that...

And yes... I'm about to have it

We're about to make it a fact

Who would not hit that?