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Sparkle
One day you smiled at me and I was hooked. My heart was stolen, Lost in your sparkling eyes. My senses were awakened. Happiness filled my soul. Was it just a dream? You walked away Left me reeling Sparkle gone … Continue reading
The New Me
Laughing at my cursed being Is no one else but me I have found a way To stay away As if I don’t care As if it doesn’t matter to me What happens with me? ‘Who art thou?’- My being … Continue reading
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Tagged being, life, me, mental health, myself, poem, poetry, psychology, self
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The Silent Poet
No, lately I have not had much to say. Emotion swoops in, takes the words away. I try to speak, hear only choking tears. Heartsore, the aching place there burns and sears as if a flaming spear pierced with its … Continue reading
Show and Reality
I show myself strong I show myself sturdy And dealing well With everything bad But I’m weak From within And that makes all the difference…
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Looking in the eyes of the being who still resides Within a corner of the heart where dwells the old memoirs Something saddening overtakes the normal pace of life Though it won’t last for long, but still it is there- … Continue reading
My Future, Present and Past
Peeking through the shadows Seeking life Is my future. Rambling at an invisible force Seeking attention Is my present. Lifting me up Seeking revenge Is my past.
April
A holy man checks his watch and a dogwood opens. Spring pauses at the gate of constancy. Strength and grace alight on wing. Faithfulness a seed, commitment the storms. She gives a soft shoulder, a lush hope.
Flurry
There are kisses that come in storms or cloudbursts. Gales of kisses. Squalled kisses. Drizzling kisses. Kisses mist.
Inevitability
The adamoluna beckons, cajoles her tide closer with a teacup, and a honeybee to sweeten and sunlight in her hair. I will stand upon the wings of cranes, bridge the lakes, earth, and time between us.
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Tagged force of nature, gravitational pull, inevitability, love, oceans, poem, poetry, superluna, Supermoon, tides, years
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Framing 20 Lines…
20 Lines are good When you can frame them But they seem like a burden When you can’t do anything But be trapped in your thoughts Thinking about making it up Those 20 lines But you were not able to … Continue reading
My Current Life in 20 Lines
Luring me into the trap Is the voice that once held me But now has become a distant reality I may not be perfect I may not be good But I ain’t bad, I know. No one is there to … Continue reading
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Tagged 20 lines, agony, current life, good and bad, life, lost, my voice, my ways, poem, poetry, relevance, trap, Voice
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What I’m left with is Me…
It seems someone is angry at me It seems someone has forgotten me Both these feelings are now beyond any repair I am now a part of someone’s hatred But that doesn’t hurt me any more For this is what … Continue reading
Six
It’s 9:00. I’ve slept six, count them, hours. The sun shines on the springtime trees and flowers, but not on me. A fading of my powers results from nighttime wanderings through towers of mazes. What went wrong? I couldn’t sleep. … Continue reading
To Write 20 Lines
I come here first each morning well before I go to my two blogs. With twenty lines the goal I know I often don’t write more than twelve, sixteen. I try to find the mines that yield word gold. I … Continue reading
Look
The red merry flowers Look at me, appraisingly I look at them, brightly With my black eyes’ powers.
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