So many thanks to all those friendly people who welcomed and supported me for a year here on DA, thanks for the small space that you have given me in your time and your lives, to my closest friends here, thanks! you know you have my full support and affection! and my gratitude also to all those who have my pieces and commenting on it I appreciate it deeply! Thanks to for the subscription and support, means a LOT to me

My feature is a small collection of pieces in various categories and styles that I consider outstanding, works done by some of the most talented artists I've had the pleasure of seeing here, seeking excellence, originality and that give their works a soul leaving a printed piece of their own there!! I hope you enjoy it!

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AWESOME POETRIES

Sweet Mysteries of Life The night sky holds all our secrets
Of lovers lost under the yellow moon
Dreaming of yesterday in the haste of today
Weaving words that will only get lost in tomorrow

A wilting rose dies a slow death
bereft of the sense of purpose
To be mourned as a man cries for his loss
As a woman will cry for her innocence

A bitter-sweet moment in a memory paled
Placed in a trinket box filled with hope
Silence reigns as whimsy replaces the time had
and searches for answers in tears that fall

Ghosts blunder in confusion and ignorance
Giving no closure for those left behind
Hiding between worlds ,  still holding on
Unable to let go o Words........... Speak with words so strong and clear
Shout them loud so all can hear
Words of strength and quality
Guiding all humanity

Contemplation,
as we surely should
Forgiveness,
as we know we could
Temptation,
in a world of greed
Simplicity,
Gentle actions do we heed

Trust,
once lost but now is found
Faith,
we share on common ground,
Hope,
In days of clearer skies
Clarity,
in all the whats and whys

There are no easy answers
to questions we may ask
To find the rhyme or reason
Is not a simple task

Stand by your true convictions
In all that means so much
Of Family and all friendship
In the power of human touch

To guide and pla
Living In The Past It still seems so real to me.
All I have to do is close my eyes.
And I can hear your laugh,
the soft words you
used only with me.
The little growl in your voice.
Our song plays behind me,
reminding me of brighter days,
bringing the past back to life.
The joy I felt,
when you said you loved me.
Stolen moments, all alone,
everyone looking for us.
They tried so hard,
wanting to barge in,
jealous of what we had.
Your arms around me,
lips on mine.
The magic I felt with each touch.
Now, with my eyes closed,
I can still hear you,
I can still feel you,
I can still smell you.
Even though,
I know the truth.
You My Darkness You see only the light in my eyes,
you cannot see what's behind them.
Funny how they say
eyes are the windows to the soul.
Guess I have better shutters.
I cannot let you,
will not let you,
see what lays behind my eyes.
The darkness within is mine,
and mine alone to bear.
You cannot shine your
little light in there,
cannot brighten what
I keep locked away.
Inside is truly a frightening place,
a veritable kingdom of
creatures, monsters,
all manner of fears.
All are me, and none are.
The shades within are all that
protect you, guard you,
from me.
You could not handle what
I hold within me,
it would consume you, Smoke and Mirrors Smoke and mirrors.
That's all there was.
Nothing you said was real,
nothing you were was real.
Why could you not tell me the truth?
Why did you work so hard...
to make me think of you,
to make me care about you,
to make me love you?
What was so important about me?
Why did you choose me?
Am I your sacrifice, your victim?
Did you ever even think...
of how this might effect me,
of how this would hurt me?
Did you ever actually care,
about anything other than yourself?
Was everything you said to me,
nothing more than...
smoke and mirrors?
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Flower will you blossom A flower that never blossoms
Has to watch from within
Everyone grow
To show off themselves.

A flower that never blossoms
Seems to stay perfectly fine
As the other welter and die
Season after season….

A flower that never blossoms
Sees and hears many tales
Then when all hope seems gone

The flower opens up
To show and glimmer
Its beautiful colours
As tears of joy fall.

Tears from strangers
Join the pool
Tears of joy love and amazement
Is what feeds that very flower^^ Time Time flows steadily,
Over the silent cries,
Of water

Always moving,
With each of our lives,
Rushing through each second

Every life is different,
But the currents,
Changing always.

Cries of tears,
Fill each time glass,
Like endless life

That everyone has shed
As time rushes forward
Through each bead of water Fake like you Can you see me?
Can you feel your soul?
Can you hear your thoughts?

Trust, is fake
Time is wasted
Loyality it to you
Belief is a lie

This was you
Til you woke me up
Can you feel that blade?

If you remove it
You will understand
Why your all alone
This world you made
Will be your down fall.

Because pretty some thats where
You will be!
Wonder Used to be your whole world
Now I feel so lost
Feelings of past over
You are obvious of my pain
I feel as if a ghost in your eyes

Used to be special
Now I wonder why there is a tragedy in my eyes
Wanting to be as we were before
You created this stigma in me
I never used to be this way till you

Used to be your mind was filled of me
Now I see I am only a portion of your day
Time has it made us fall apart
Its as if you don't see me
Torn apart my insecurity wrecking on my heart

Then again...this is simply my mind being lost as usual Night writing Crazy mind
Scattered words on the floor
Pacing steps back and forth
Laying on a bed
How to write the words
More paper to add to a sickness of writing
Desperate pride keeps me closed up
Moments of weakness find words of pain
Insecurity torments me
Confusing what is really inside me
The paper beckons truth to them
Will I run out of ink or out of words.... Play dead My emotions stretch beyond bearable
Sorrow hanging on me like a wet rag
Your uncaring attitude puzzles me daily
We started off so perfect now we re struggling to connect
Drown me in tears of oblivion
Only if you cared
I would not fear from myself
Frustration coiled around my neck wanting to break free
Needing an escape from the pressure of wanting to kill you
This insanity crazed mind keeps guard at a safe distance

Will you miss me when you go.....
And A Meaningful And Beautiful Gift For Me To Dream. Your dream is placed within your heart
To grow with you and never part
Until the day that you will see
Where all your dreams became reality.. From Always thanks my dear friend!


Thanks a lot to for this wonderful stamps just  for me!

                       

         Merry christmas to you all and a happy new year!