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He Came looking for love and all he found was an empty place and dusty walls
A Place where hopes and passion once breathe
If these dusty walls could speak
They would tell a story of once upon a time
There was a girl who believed in love,and love she did
She had a smile that could inspire the sun to rise
she had courage and passion
Which cause the moon and the stars to glitter and shine
But love happen and pain took over
And broke her over and over again until she was no more
And now all that’s left is these dusty walls full of memories of a girl that once love.

By Micheline Jean Louis

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Your touch I feel
Your kiss I taste
Your smile my heart captured
Your dreams my memory
Your passion tattooed on my body
But your love I’ve never met.

~Micheline J

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I don’t want to be right or wrong I just want to be!

I feel like I’m living vicariously, operating in safe mode

living in fear  of the what Ifs

I want to throw caution to the wind

And Fuck the consequences,

I just want to live without all these conditions and rules

I want to breathe freely and submerge into it all

And reemerge and do it all over again without the fear of  being right or wrong.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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Poetry is my  safe haven, there I can be naked without shame and be free  without the fear of judgement.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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I sat across the table staring into silence
So much is said, without spoken words
Wrap in the arms of loneliness
While your presence is so near

Who have we become?
How did we become the monsters within?
While seeking only love,
I hurt you and you hurt me

Tic toc, where have time go?
All the moments we’ve lost
While searching for new ones
Those moments that never came

The leaves are changing again
Another season has come and gone
Shattered dreams, forgotten promises
We fail love, We fought the wrong war.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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(Dedication to the victims and families of the Orlando Shooting)

We wanted to go out tonight just to have fun,

the night was young

the anticipation of music and laughter
mixing together “exhilarating.”

Pulse racing “we are among those that share
the same courage to be ourselves.”

We were among friends

We had no Idea evil had plans tonight as well,
hate came with a vengeance
and reek havoc that took tomorrow away from us
we just wanted to have fun with friends and strangers
we just wanted to enjoy the music mixing with laughters

Our tomorrows  taken away from us in bloodsheds,
screams and fears.

we looked for a place to hide in the chaos, but hate found us anyways,
the sound of bullets invading was the last sound to our ears
tears in  our eyes
blood everywhere
phones ringing
the pleading voices “Please don’t kill me.”

hate declared war on us tonight and won

We had no idea this is how it would all end , we were not ready, we didn’t get to say our goodbyes, we didn’t get to say all the “I love you”.
we only came to have fun with our friends and strangers, we were not ready for the hate that took us from our tomorrow, we were not ready.

Micheline Jean Louis

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Here

I don’t know why I came here to this place
Where the rivers will soon dry out
And the smile of the sun will to fade
The wind will lose its thrill and be still forever

I don’t know why I came here to this life
What motivation or desires drove me to get here?
Was it in search of the glowing moon
Or just to hear the courageous sound of the ocean
Perhaps I am here to see the endless green meadows beauty

Could it be I am here to bear witness to the rise and fall of men,
To paint their love and hate, to remember their great goods and terrible evil,
Maybe I am here to be a part of it all, to participate, loose whatever self I am,

I don’t know why I’m here, only my death will know such possible reasons
Because the afterlife only gossip to death,
I am Here, so I will be what the moment dictates
And perhaps by sheer grace whatever comes after, my soul will remember that I was here and have always been.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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I have a vision far and wide with no begining nor end
my vision entangles with the universe glimmering in stardust
I am god with hips that causes waves when sway
I speak only the language of my soul, therefore I am called a rebel
I unearthed my path and stood alone with no compass or map I trusted my spirit.
with no golds nor silvers or any earthly goods in hands,
I stand victorious with a rich soul,
My character is my own, my truth is my own and for that, I am.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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The wind blows
The birds sings
Memories of bliss romance the heart
Two young lovers kissing under the sun
Ahhh! Another day of heaven
God smiles.
-Micheline Jean Louis

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One of the Joyous moment in my life was the day I exercised my courage to journey within, the excitement of discovering who I am and what I am not. yes there were moments of fear, only because the process of reconditioning  from what I was taught to believe was being challange by daring to question everything. mentally I felt like I was going through a fire, but I knew I owed myself at least an opportunity to live my best life. and I knew I would not be able to do so unless I challenged what society,my environment , family and friends had  me to believe of myself. the journey has not stop, but there is a peace in my stride now and courage in my heart to know I’m in control of who I am becoming while still discovering.

Micheline Jean Louis

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You know  we are living  in dangerous time when the act of kindness is revered as an act of heroism.

Micheline Jean Louis

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I used to be mad when they called me crazy, until I realized that in those moment they consider  me insane I was following my heart, doing what makes me happy and most of all being myself.so now when I am called crazy I take it as a great compliment because it’s a confirmation that I’m living my best life.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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The wind has many lovers and I am one of them, I move freely in her arms
I know no chains, nor bound to anyone’s truth, you can call me a harlot of the wind,
I take no offense, because I know at the end of my days, my face will show that
I have been kissed by the breath of GOD.

Micheline Jean Louis

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Go away, I’m not ready
I can’t love you now, is not in me to love right now
I’m to damage to even love myself
So go away,
If you stay I will bruise your heart
I will make you regret that you can feel your own heartbeat,
Release my soul and let me be damn in my destruction, don’t hold on to me
I will bring you into my hell,
Go away.
The vision of me you love is a vision you created,
I will sank my fangs into your beautiful soul and cause
Bitterness to bloom, I will drank your passion until it’s all drained,
I will amuse myself in your desires of forever until you wither into nothingness.
Go away,
Please love me enough to walk away and love yourself even more not to look back.

(Stay away from anyone that is incapable of receiving your love and is not in a position to love you back.)

~Micheline Jean Louis

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When a man finds true love he finds peace,
He finds God in heartbeats.
It’s like wings discovering magic in the power of the wind.
Is like being properly alive in moments where time seem to have no face.
Yes when a man finds true love, he finds his true self in the arms of passion, and that my dear is his path to immortality
~Micheline Jean Louis

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Listen to the wind, is singing a song from time of old,
The wind alone knows the secret of the beginning and the end.
It moves from all corners prophesying what has been and what is to come.
Listen with your eyes close, let the magic that’s in the wind kiss your soul
Let it heals the longing that haunts your heart.
Inhale! (Ahhh) the ecstasy of it all is blowing around you,
Close your eyes my fire and ice, listen to the wind, and let it move you with all passion
Thy eyes will see, thy heart will feel and thy soul will remember the language of the Universe.

~Micheline Jean Louis

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I see beauty in what your angels’ considered flaws
I understand the language that your eyes speak
When your lips remain silent yet tremble in pain,
I am the monster that loves you, even when you don’t love you.
I see courage in your struggles to stand while the ones
You love only see failure, you reject that you are everything to me
Yet accept you are nothing to them, though I am cursed
By the sun rays that rule the day, the moon did favor me, and at night its grace
Beam down on me, if you could only look up at the stars at night,
You would see that I am the monster that loves you.

 Micheline Jean Louis

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