Tag: Poem
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Love Dies
Black ink on blank sheet:Two tales intertwined.Cupid’s cunning calligraphy,Your lettering into mine. Flickering flames fatedTo blaze in an inferno.Solar flares conflated,Luminescence vowed eternal. Thread knitted and unitedCloth knotted and coalesced,Fabric woven, coincided,Quilt once a restful nest. Cultivating an orchard,Flourishing with fruit,Among blooms I wandered,Plump plums unbruised. Torn out and crumpled,Faded forgotten words.Quill cracked and crumbled,Degraded…
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I Am Driven By A Dream
Hit the track runnin’To a gunshot race.Whole world is drummin’Keepin’ up the pace. Jumpin’ in the deependWater in my chest.Divin’ off the steependIn a fierce tempest. I thought I would never find A stillness in this heart of mine. Losing sleep and losing me,Losing friends and family.I am driven by a dreamImagined by a younger…
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Single Breath
There’s a fight inside I’m bound to lose, With my neck wound round by a noose. Four boundaries bind me to this battle, My hands tied; my feet in shackles. A thundering jolt delivered to jaw, Crashing me to the concrete floor. All at once I blasted a counter blow, My rival mimed a painful…
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Old Friends
I met her eyes nervously; “Hello,” we said at last. Speaking somewhat superfluously, Ignoring the broken vase. “What happened?” She asked, Her voice a ghostly rasp. My gaze darted and nimbly masked, Beckoning to the broken glass. It fell, as things do. Must there be a cause? Things break, it’s true, And barely cause a…
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Insanity
Slamming on stone. Knuckles bleeding. Breaking of bone. Desperately pleading. Heart pounding, Stomach reeling. Pulse bounding, Trapped ceiling. Shrill scream Cracking silence. Bad dream Evoking violence. Mama’s voice: “Open your eyes”; Quietened noise; Walls were lies. Warmth and light Lift the veil; The world in sight Melts my jail. Stars align And knowing sets; Clarity…
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No Wonder
Sad to have no wonder. Sad to have no zest. Too long ago did thunder Beat inside my chest… I hear the applause Of an audience on cue. Noone took a pause; Noone had a clue. Empty glass jar Shattered on the ground. Weakened by its scars- Too weak to make a sound. Smile drawn…
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Stepping Forward
Stepping forward Into pitch black, Hesitantly toward Anything but back. With each step my stomach churns, Until comforting ground Holds my foot firm. Eternal cycle of lost and found. And so each foot bets Like an unrelenting pioneer. Keeping no regrets, Chancing all that was dear. Only darkness holds my hands. Lonely and hanging. Only…
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Minds against the Wall
I trust the world to tire Of us little humans, Of our deliberation to conspire, How we leave our lives in ruins. Perhaps we prove our power So to distract from our own fears. Perhaps we crumble and cower At the notion of our young years. Perhaps existence is too great And our reality all…
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Me or Them
It starts with a lonely blackness, Icey and empty; A tightening noose: My heart’s sentry. My glance darts away From its chilling eyes. But I’ve glimpsed its true frame: It is Hatred’s guise. Yet Hatred holds my hand so true, While I could never count on you. As time goes on I gasp and choke…
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Knowing’s Bargain
I sat with my mother One day at the river’s bed, And we exchanged with each other All that was in our heads. Oh, to be the cream of a cloud! A dream gently afloat, I said to her aloud. Always sailing on a breezy boat… To be a sweet singing little swift, To tweet…