Category: Poetry
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Watching the clock tick by, but never chimes, A distant bell, a songless rhyme. The world moves on, and here I remain, Caught in the stillness, longing’s domain. The sun arcs high, then sinks below, The moon ascends with a silver glow. Time’s quiet march, steady and slow — But my heart races, though you…
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Shadow lingers, icy cold and deep,Sunlight falters, and sorrows weep.Hope, once a flame bright, now withers and dies,Lost in the echoes of silent cries. The weight of tomorrow, heavy and bare,Spirit crushed, too broken to care.Despair, a prison with walls made of night,Thief of will to live, or seek out the light. Yet even in…
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Nostalgic, overbearing, considerably obsolete Bored fast and gathered up Put out way before the feast Retribution vindicated Not useless but no meaning still Blind eyes, clouded mind, nothing’s clear Justice is infracted, I cannot sleep Nights an empty phase, the morning will be destitute. So, I splatter ink upon this page, and wait for time…
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I sometimes wonder, how will I know loveWhen I see it?Things around me are broken,Like sidewalks cracked,With edges that never meet……… Will someone special man,Come riding through special horse or not,I’d really like to know,Someone to listen day by day,And help to mend the broken pieces in me. Will he be there in the togetherness,Of…
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It’s calm No wind, the trees are straight, the branches still. The lake is clear, not a wave on site Even the sirens are quiet The squirrels are stocking up And there’s a small lizard staring at me Waiting…. For what? It’s peaceful, quiet Then why is there a knot at the pit of my…
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Tik Tok seconds…minutes… hours day…night the rhythm of existence Time….
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Laced with silver rain is the golden sunshine born from deep within a star Children of a loving universe and from its magic spark, we are last and too the first and while each is rather small alive today, we have it all.
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The tiny fractions of time, Between falling and flying, Are full of fleeting lies We tell ourselves we’re fine I’m fine… its fine… And all the while, We wait, To be pushed again.