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Poetry
The beauty of the land is around us.
From the glimmering falls to the mid-night showers
The sound of the wind as it flows through trees.
To humming of birds and buzzing of bees
The shimmer and shine of a mid-day climb.
To the cool afternoon use to unwind
The beauty of earth is never passing.
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Poetry
Fair thee well my love my Ashokan mistress
My homeland is calling for me to return
I have tasted your fruit drank from your water
Your memory forever is etched in my heart
And of me should you think then think of me fondly
For nothing but joy am I thinking of thee
Though an ocean apart our love may be kindled
By the stars that...
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Poetry
They say when Angels fall
They say they turn to clay
And lose their precious wings
At the dawn of day
I just need someone to hold me
And tell me everything's ok
I just need someone to love me
At the dawn of day
They say that love's a game
They say we all should play
But lose and you will see
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Poetry
Nine o'clock I got the call.
My wife found dead in the hall.
The officer said he needed me.
To claim her body and for me to see.
There I sat in the station.
Hoping to god they where mistaken.
And there it was a second call.
The ID read some thing off the wall....
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Poetry
With Hands Folded
We stood on that cliff, you and me
Just taking in all of the beautiful scenery
In eachothers lies we both conceived
But now that cliff is lost in time
Buried under the dirt and grime
Without it, I've lost my mind
Lately, I've been looking into space
I'm finding...
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Poetry
I don't usually find myself caring for things like this
but, oh, your face when you're dreaming your dreams
hmm, it's an unspoiled rose of innocence
and your laugh when drinking it's so alive
makes me feel as young as I used to want to be
and the look in your eyes when you see joy
makes me, makes me wish I could be that happy
You're naive and you think the...
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Poetry
The unusual nature of my present mood does
Not feel familiar,
For what is this pulse that bothers me yet soothes
The deepest cave
Within the highly uneven chambers of my
Hollow soul? The illuminant
Beauty strikes and bats at me. For the first moment in
My life, pain will not
Come along with the hard pounding in my once
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Poetry
This tree sprouts from
The brown earth.
Its name
Is maple, who's syrup is so sweet.
Yet its rosy
Buds
Wound
The white snow
Beneath.
A lonely home,
Brightened by
Flames
Burning in a newly lit
Lamp,
Bursts its light
Through its
Gaping windows.
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Poetry
"The
Melancholy Death of
Anarchy Boy
&
Punk Rock Girl"
Anarchy Boy sped past the bums living in houses made of cardboard,
On his spray painted covered skateboard,
With a Mohawk faded red,
And happy thoughts flowing past his head,
He wore a cheerful smile,...
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Poetry
I let you down turned you red.
I caused you pain wished you dead.
Took you in, and abused.
Now its time to pay my dues.
In the evening it will end.
Tell my son don't give in.
Let them know I did not break.
But my life has been a waste.
For my sins I will pay.
For I lived my very last day.
So I stand holding this knife.
So here I go to take my life.
So it...
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Poetry
Another foggy silhouette
Against a faded wall
Another twisted dream that failed
High hopes ready to fall
Another night spent wide-awake
With sick games of the mind
Another day has come and gone
What am I looking to find?
Another glance into keen eyes
The heart now skips a beat
Another moment long desired
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Poetry
A Doberman is like a protector
It protects and loves its owner dearly
It is loyal and possessive
If anyone hurts its owner,
That person will know the Doberman's fury
Now the owner trains the Doberman
Teaches it how to guard and watch
The Doberman learns and takes the lesson to heart
The owner is equally protective of the...
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Poetry
Let Us Pray
Let Us Pray
For all the souls that can't be saved
For the treasured love that never stays
The many tears I've cried today
My old friends who've gone away
The truths that lie under the betray
The endless days spinning by, they're all the same
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Poetry
The time has come the time is now
The kings reign shall end now
For he has brought to much grief
He stole my brother like a thief
They came in our home and stabbed him dead
Now he'll pay for the blood he shed
Every man in the village shall help
To destroy the cretin this infadel this welp
We'll take him down to the river side...
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Poetry
I am an assassin hunter of night.
I take payment to snuff out a life.
In no time the target is gone.
One pierce of my blade and the job is done
Alienated from the ones I loved.
Made me turn to the ones I shunned.
I bring about pain and grief.
The profit of death is my feast.
The darkness is a common place.
An empty room full of hate.
Where I belong .
I...
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Poetry
I left the class and walked to second
Another day I said I was going to make my move
I see her and I think to myself what was I thinking
I have no chance
Then I see her smiling and joking with me she goes into
her class and I think maybe I do...
I come out of class and she walks right by me without a...
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Poetry
Hating eyes watching over me so seriously at every hour of the new days,
As many walk past me I can't help but notice their despising of me,
They talk to me in so many ways,
So many that speak words of hatred and regret for I myself.
My life wasn't always like this, so miserable,
In fact this only happened when I was six,
But now to prevent this...
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Poetry
I am standing here
In the middle of all this utter bliss
I am standing here
Thinking of who I am
And who I am supposed to be
Listening to you and your friends
Trying to make me play pretend
Trying to make me into something I am not
But still I...
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Poetry
Flowers roam through the long
Corridors of cognizant sentiment.
I attempt to grasp them
As each one slips away
Like cleansing bars of soap.
The search for happiness
That long blinds mankind,
Is only a false mirror of exigent desires.
Strive
For those with which
Neither excites nor depresses.
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Poetry
I sat here on my cotton pillow,
Staring into the deep night sky,
A dark blue contrasted by the stars shining through.
This balcony was always my comfort.
Wind blew and insects scurried about.
All was peaceful.
All was slowly falling into negrescence.
It was then that I noticed
The flesh-colored structure...
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