Category: Poetry
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No blood flow to my headDrowsiness just a way of lifeBut here comes a thoughtThat I wish to write aboutMy dreams are acted outLike a collage of movie scenesA dream montage Keeping my head upPretty much impossibleWhat was that I was dreaming again?So much like life insideWhen my head plays it outThen I forget so…
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Why must you pass on So very soon, little DoveSpared not a moment’s peace Even with the olive branchClenched between her teethWas it the promise of truceBetween innocenceAnd unfortunate circumstance Why must I find youDrowned in your own tearsOh little Dove, how could youOf so very few yearsAmassed such pain and sorrowTo melt away, slip awaySo tragically…
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The art flows through inkIt is a world of thoughtPortrayed through moleculesThat stain the white paperWith the dark colors thatWill imposes on it Create through destructionOf the purity ofWhat was but paper, stillA sheet of dead flesh fromWhat was once living, yesNow becomes a template It was part of lifeA breathing live green plantTaking in…
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What’s the attractionBetween you and ITo only you I’ve swornI look into your eyesLike their jewels in the skyAfter a nuclear reactionA new star is born His destiny is setAnd not his decisionWithout a bit of tryingHis task will be carried outWith accuracy and precisionAfter a major upsetHe’ll go on a rage undying The fiery…
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His creativity’s all but spentPoor Old Floyd’s loaned his mind out for rentAnd no one’s bothered to return itAll that’s left’s the meager depositHis family’s gone, so are his bondsThose “get rich quick schemes” are all just consWhen Old Floyd walks by, sharks smell fresh bloodEveryone thinks that he’s just a dudDestined to live in…
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Time takes its tollOn a withered dreamThe love couldn’t holdAnother failure tale told It is a pageFull of regretsUntested testsKnees buckledEyes couldn’t stop crying No method of apologyJust reflections in an anthologyTurned my back on the pastSolemnly, it is no longer welcome Expression of depressionLacked in certain directionStricken by unusual infectionNot allowed to feel such…
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Wooden facesHide all expressionShowing no emotionBut you cannot fool meWith your false impressionsYour decorated masksAren’t clever inventions Crooked smilesOnly visible everySo once and a whileBroken frownsReflect a broken heartStrolling lonelyThru this old townA wooden face tells allToo much painToo much to showThat should notEver be shownEmotional overflowNo stitches can be sownTo tie these wounds Wooden…
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Our sin’s been forgivenFlying up so highInto the highest heavens Blowin’ up in the chaosLights color the groundAs the storm has subsided Rainbows glow in the skiesWe’re blown away by the galesEscaping the ever morbid Ever bright starlightBreak the silence into dawnRid me clean of any doubtWhose side we’re really on Moonchild, treat me for…
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Here I am pretending to beSomebody you dream aboutI think about it, how vainThat someone could be me Can I stand?To be what you wantTo be what you needTwo separate thingsYou can’t understandCan I stand this anymore? Here I standIn a foreign landWho are these?Strange folksStaring at me?Who do you choose to be?Am I really…
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Feeling myself getting higherEvery thought of youRekindles an inner fireIn a world full of sinHeroine, you’re a brightShining beacon of loveFor a world hanging on a wire Heroine, standing tallThe days aren’t alwaysBright but you always areEven when you don’t know itYou live life as onlyYou can and make best of itGet high on it,…