Tag: Writing
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Imperfect
I am not perfectNor have I claimed to be!For if I wereWhat would that mean? I do not know,And no way should I fare…It’s in imperfections-One might care… So I stayFlighty a bit!A little off at times…But it’s to keep my wit!
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The Story
The story…Is both a comedyAnd tragedy-UnfortunateYet grand…In syncWith no plan. The plot,Is true!Still unbelievable…To you? Yes, I digress-It’s something-Those words…Without “how”To not impress. Each scene-Is Needed!Not matter how broken-Lessons pleaded. The narrator,I know!Too well…We talk,And not enough. The story. . .Is nice.Despite the nightmare-My life.
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Last Night
Four eyesTwo nosesEquals a job done right…Until morning,And the headache,Laminates the mistakes…From last night.
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The Only Truth
Because hatred, and treating people with hatred, has become so common that it is being used as an answer.
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Lost and Found
On the edge Of lost and found
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Hello Fuzzy
Hello fuzzy My old friend When did we become close? Or was there a when? Or just a comfort Before the tale The pain inside And unfortunate fail… And the break Before the torch Running to die Before breaking a porch… And understanding Like only a demon can do- Holding the burden Before hitting the…
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Sin
The idea of space and time Is only a moment No punishment or forgiveness Or mind with matter… No, simply a piece To the game Or missing peace Begging fame… For are we not always nothing? Until we come to a truth Is not age or beauty Fake fountain of youth… Just a second In…
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Tequila Sunset
Loneliness Rocks and shame Liquid gold An angel’s game… No earth to shatter Or glass to score No back to the beginning Or the moment before… Just a repeat Of a moment like this Salt for looks Before shimmering bliss.
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In Vain
Land mines disguised as flowers Lightning in the rainbow Salt in the rain… Worms in the sand Life in the rocks Smiles in all the pain… And stories told For one more night Before the truth appears in vain.
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Break
Yes! And that
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Tit and Tat
Force my hand…
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Mother’s Curse
You bring me up You bring down Up to success And reduced to a clown… You believe in me With disappointment too And you’d be there for it all No matter what I’d do. You are the best Even when you make me feel worse… All in the benefit Of Mother’s curse.
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Beggar
All while seeking forgiveness- And been judged the same.
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Mortal Pain
Every step was counted As tears were dried And sobs were silenced… Sorrow was left to song Hope was left in prayer And faith closed in scriptures… Speeding was the time Stopped were the answers And reason in oblivion… Stepping off the mortal ledge How and why were wondered And lost was all he knew……
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The Plan
A voice is silent in this yelling spell Eyes open ears While a tongue breaks the heart Healed by drying tears. And whispers in the leaves Fall like screams Just like the memory Soaked by dreams. And I’ll wake Just like times before But gone to the wisdom Or hope for more. Where is this…
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What??
What? Something I said? Is it my teeth? Position of my head? Life is hard Being this damn good Waiting on you To be understood. So I’ll wait patiently And let you take a pic Then put my lip back Where my teeth let it stick.
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Life Steps
Distractions are gone While thoughts are left Along with goals Which didn’t get met. A rhyme at times- With a picture to match… The pieces to puzzles And clues to catch. Solitaire in confinement And paths to get lost- Fearing the total… While calculating cost. Hope on the horizon The moon lights the way… Clearing…
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A Little Peace
Many of Man When taking dying breath Understand the mistakes of past Time knows no mercy As the minutes dry Chances have reached their last. Clearing a life early Needless anger and pain Leaves open wounds still War of the heart Cloud of stubbornness Opportunity loses its will. No perfect players In any game No…
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Muse
The muse unaware Why I write The subject suggestive With what words I type. Holding back often In the tales told No point in revealing Or assuming a hold. Letting go as needed More turning away Neglecting facts Watching what to say. But the words are read When I choose to share No reply ever…
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Darkness Awaits
Darkened room Absorbing light Lethargic limbs Losing fight. Slowly walls Closing in Without anything Pushing them. Heavy eyes Wasted breath No control Daily death. Goals hidden Right and wrong Forgetting points Depressing songs. Happiness fades Hope cries Trials mount Chance’s demise. Nature’s corpse And simple breath All things break Life forgets.
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Story Teller
Good and bad- In everything… There are always consequences. Why then- Do we continue to be surprised- When our words- Even filled with good intentions… Suffer too, a tragedy? Learn from mistakes- Hear what is good… And then finish the story- Just as any story teller should.
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Personal Happiness Lessons – If only learned earlier.
1. Be true to yourself… But not about yourself. 2. Love with your heart- Lead with your mind in kind. 3. Appreciate why you have what you have- You will learn so little is because of just you. 4. Spend what you have today- Not what you make tomorrow. 5. Marry with a commitment- Fight…
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Lost
The story changed without permission- Even as events stayed the same. The sun always rose- The night always fell- But the chapter was gone. The seconds ran, The minutes past- Only for the hours to be forgotten. The days were no longer separate- For the loss of time- Erased what was important before. Suddenly just…
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Voice
If I was here to be me You would probably already know who I am. Instead I’m an outline Of either a woman or a man. You want the truth? You should look inside! Are you ready for the answer? Are you prepared to cry? You question the sound- While searching for the truth. So…
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Wasted
Chaos in existence of everything… Make it stop! Sounds without rhythm- Words without rhyme. What was missing? Years pass quickly- Even if moments were slow. Lost love on repeat… Lost opportunities to rewind. And existence questioned- To a species ignorant. Multiple examples to follow- Except the one needed. It was so simple! The present was…
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Life Storm
So many years of accumulating strength- Until a wave a mile high prepares to land. The storm of my life waits for me- Personal destruction is near. Time to collapse in the pain- Bury my head in all I should regret. My legs will fall is fast succession With a mind preaching all trials of…
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Logic and Reason
I hear voicesThey tell me to ignore you! They are the very ones you ignore Which makes everything sad about you. What voices you ask? And am I insane? Their names are logic and reason But to a politician they hold no fame!
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Wasted Energy
The mind is terrible to waste- Aimlessly running thoughts… Only to have bent meanings. Ridiculous articles of advice- Purposes to avoid writing a thing. Perhaps the same problem? Simply writings words on a page… Failed to turn me on.
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Playing God
The story is mine- The scene is set- The protagonist knows- What you’ll come to regret. I own the right- To make you do what you do- So much that can’t be changed- Because I own you! Will you be happy or sad? Will you live or die? So many truths to discover- In the…
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