Judy Basmaji
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Tune of a Broken HeartA Poem by Judy BasmajiBlack upon white, gently gleaming in the nightTempting, seducing, with possibilities of infinite melodiesAnd when fingertips strike, when tune is rous.. |
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Paris, My LoveA Story by Judy BasmajiI dream of words, so precise and unique, that can describe a crunching leaf or a grain of sand so well, you can recognize it when you see it. Words t.. |
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As I Look DownA Poem by Judy BasmajiI look downupon his broken formupon his humbled spiritas my hands bleedfrom the pieces and shardsof his shattered heart.I look downinto his frozen eye.. |
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The LinesA Poem by Judy BasmajiThe lines They overlap and intertwine Edges, vague and indistinct Waiting to be crossed. Drawn by society And the compass of morality Their fi.. |
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The TruthA Story by Judy BasmajiThe truth is that the less significant part of most human lives is made of the common yet inevitable and seemingly useless action of waiting. It is.. |
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Longing to DespairA Poem by Judy BasmajiKnown is a turbid affairwhen the mind vows to beholdwhat a heart cannot declareLittle of sorrows compareto a heart deprived of lovea heart unable to c.. |
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