Tag: Poetry
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No Reason
I know nothingYet I know less todayThere is no reasonTo be gone this way.My heart mournsFor you and moreDarker daysNo doubt in store.For anyone to HATEBecause you don’t agreeYou are an evilWe should never see.May you go soon to hellFor what you have done!Charlie will add to HeavenAs we stand in love as one. To…
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You!
Angrier by the minute.At the end of every bump in the road is you. The excuse, the illness, that is you.I hate you.I hate the pain, turmoil, and everything that comes with you.You are the thing that stole you.And You need to go away.
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Maybe
The smallest chanceWithin a glimpse…Butterflies hiddenCausing his wince…For a yesIn her eyes todayUntil the mouthComes with nothing to say…But for notRegrets would cheer –Intention so blissful,Challenged by fear.The prick of a roseTo wander his crazy-With a moment to ask…My Valentine; Maybe.
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In The Middle
I don’t pretend to know everythingOr anything,,,,But l am definitely in the middle ofOf nothing…And something!
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Circumstance
I am notAnythingBut the thingIn which toPrevent! YesI amJustSimplyThe circumstance.
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Lost in the Game
The vessels are smallerBut destination the sameUnless you are the playerLost in the game…
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Missed
It’s not secondsMinutes or hoursWe miss But the dreamsWonders and innocenceAmiss
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Happy 2024!
Hello 2024Who are you?Times of changeAnd leadership a few…So many electionsIn so little time;Humble the worldAnd distilleries of wine…With harbingers laidAnd prophecies spent –Learn from pastNot where it went…For when there is progressSo too is a debt!Artificial intelligenceIs a mind’s personal threat.As we start a new yearLet’s learn from beforeThank God for your blessings…Not the…
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Spirit Halloween
One by oneSmall and large-Dressed and different,And almost in charge… Doorbells will ring!And lights will be on!Until the sugar is out. . .And again they’ll be gone… Completely blindTo us out here…Hiding in the décorThat fantasies our fears. . . Until the dayThere is nothing to fear-Because they’ll be the onesHiding right here… So, we…
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Cycle
Trapped in circlesBees to a flowerBuild to the endWithout a cower…Yet lifeAlways winsNot without deathBut with Again…No cycleCan be stalled by a lifeBut growsDespite the strife.
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The Giver
Painfully awareEvery nipAll the bitesThe goodAnd the wakes at night. And stillNature’s windsBecause it isAnd wasThe thing that gives.
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To Life!
For all the darkness,There is light!And so I turn…Away from the darkness-That serves no purposeThen to steal my life.
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Exist
Seconds and minutesAre never missedIt’s the hoursThat make the list… And sure there are daysAnd months tooThe longer the lengthThey matter to you… But when it’s overThe minutes are missedAnd then the secondsWhen we cease to exist.
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Imagination
Just imagineBefore todayKnowing moreThan yesterday. . .Now pretendIt’s the day beforeNow you knowSo much more!
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Chaos
Always in the face of madnessThe insurrectionOf the mindsOnly I’m different. . .Than the other kind.Bow to it now!Or submit!Just know-What you see-Is what you get!
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Change
I think change is scary …So terrifying …We push-Until everything is gone!Even if meant to be …So much faster. . . Suddenly only one thing is left. Why?
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Weighted Mind
Oh, clock remind me of quiet,Without regret of time…Forgive these delusions,Engrossed through red wine- Wind coming and beckons-The life of dead trees-Bending bare branches-And life to its knees… Stillness brings the dark,No matter sun or moon…Rising up and out-Before her whispers swoon… The owl hears outside the window,And takes flight in kind,Again, her voice gives…
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Different
Crazy became different
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Blur
It’s a tiny breakOf life itselfNo longer about the neededOr who I could help Just some minutesOf muted brainReleased of stressOr what was to gain It was a blessingAnd also a curseFor which sobrietyWould always blur.
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Day of the Dead
Watching your stupidity- That the living lasts
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Isolation and Peace
You wishWhat I am PerfectionTo K-Mart’s planI restIn perfectionSomehow different In your reflection Pay attention To my peaceIt is the answer To all you cease.
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Fine
It’s fineRight?Everything.I’m sure it isBecause if it isn’tWell…It isn’t fine.But you knew that.
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Zombie Walk
So careful each stepThey walkNo reasonOr talks Just reason- they sayNothing rationalJust an agendaBy the mandible Just an ounceOr lessBy ageWe digress In the worldUnforgivenOr meJust living
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ALIVE
The time has comeSpring is hereLife is nowCritter’s cheer. Kitties huntHummingbird’s amazeWith the butterfliesAnd sunshine haze. It’s the perfect noiseComing aliveEverything awakenedSneezes reply. Still the joyAs personalities liveSuch an artistMother Nature is. Take the timeAnd breathe it inIt takes us forwardWe begin again.
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Purpose
The mazeSo many twists and turns-With ghosts aliveIn cornels and churns… The endIs closer than away-No cries to helpOr willing to stay… No WhoDespite questions before-We knowAfter years explored… There was never betterOr worse-Just repeated mistakesTo fulfill the curse… Two foolsFor the Devil’s play-Oh and he is angryWhen spoken was today… Release the boundsFor I…
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Enemy
The worst enemyIs in thy self Being the brakesOr gas withheld… Just a causeAlmost short of witNot by brainBut choosing to quit.
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Dental War
Iced was the morningFlakes finished their glaze-Time was to goAs much was in the way… An adult with each stepTrepidation meeting at the door-A smile behind the deskAs useless as it was for… Walking the last mileSit comfortably in the chair-“You won’t feel a thing”We only do things with care… And in walked the devilOr…
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Fate
I see you therePredator on the prowl-Disguising the beastAnnunciating your fouls… The preyUnaware to runStays in the roleBlinded by the son… And the secondsRun like yearsBefore any laughterBut long after the tears… Until suddenlyThe predator becomes the bait-Lying stillOf self-inflicted fate.
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Nobody’s
We see itThroughout life…Once here,Now gone by night. That final time,Driving away-When we are not there,And now nothing to say… Yes and the whispersOf loss or when we met-Pay attention…“We’ll get you yet” Oh but we are deafTo snickers and snorts…Lessons from them-We have our retorts… Until you start the carTo Away one last time,From…
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