Poems
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Worry your bitter tearsAway from this winter,As Spring shows its green head,To my eyes, in red petals,To your eyes, in thorns. You run your hand along the stem,Sharpening your sadnessWhen your palm goes to meet your gazeStaring with such futile remorse.You bleed this winter through. The biting pain,The graven cold,The silencing shame,The somber moldOf your…
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Always,AlwaysOne moment to the next,Of one discontent to anotherBringing back such crueltyWe had designed for the past,Not for our steps, ahead. We seem to be,Seem to beDrunks, for sadness.Life grows cruelty,HardshipUpon the sharpest thorns,Upon the makeshift births. Nothing is natural,Ever naturalAbout this viewWe have not made,Though the world conjures upAs the wavesFor us to swim.…
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Wipe your eyes cleanNot belonging to the presence of pain.You are a sorry sightWith stillness to each shallow breathThat comes upA throat as hollow as a whisperYou make, as you shudderUpon the fright of your night. Let your eyes raise upBlue iris for blue sky.The windswept tears need to make itAway from thee, and over…
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My love, never dissolved,My pain, never absolved.It drives me onIn this stormy seaOn a vessel of tomorrowWhere I drown the fishes that rise up,Upon the land. As the waters catch the sun’s mournful rays,Nothing evaporatesIn the tide.Nothing upon my hands,By the red that covers the sandsMakes movement to recede to the air.I am, in my…
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Move you,Soothe youTo the coming stormsWhere we shall frolic,Instead of whimper. We are made for might,Not for fright.Your bed of fleshIs my pillow.My arms shall be your havenOf protection. Guide you,Survive youTo the weakness of a moment.You hold garments on silken white skinNeeding not to remain. I lift what has been clouded by fog.I dream…
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Sunder all with eyes of sadness,As your cup is drunk from, to its bottom.I love your loose eyes,Draining what tears you have left, for hope.I love your parted lips,Motioning whispers of escaping pasts. Gallop your horses,Make them walk.Make yourself the woman with a nested crownAbove your temples, above your head.You caress all your life with…
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Bloody offspring Of mine, on the lakes Of debris, Call your nightmare Your chapter, Onwards to conclusion. Let your roar be for the moon’s own tears, Escaping your dreams, running from fears. Force sympathy apart, Wrench the compassion from stones, For you have licked ivory. You see the towers, You see the lighthouse, You see…
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As I crowned you plentyWith smiles owing up to Heaven,Your arms that now embrace the lifeless voyageTo an eternity in peace,You still part a mouth for a silent kiss. In your barren glance,I see a painted reflectionOf me, in a mind that grows deep,Reaches highUnto the sunset and sky. I crown you with a wreath…
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To the arranged bouquet, Gently emerging from the dirt, I will take myself to the taint, Gracing my lowered self to the hurt. Your beauty is a suffocation, An enclosed memory Of all that drinks in the scenery, Of a mind that lifts, to no defeated end. Blood is discovered, As the raindrops from the…
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Drunk on me, As I drink you. You are the fountain of retaining youth, As I leak my old foundations to your warm center. Bleed out, for the both of us, As I will, too. Your hair is a stream, Your fingers are unfurled, Your words are a long walk Upon chapters in our existence.…
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Mirth Gives birth To new arrangements Of bright lights. Your kisses dance atop My skin In this velvet morning. Dream with me The newcomers Who change their smiles When they switch their miles. We shall not Interpret the world for its disaster, Though for its revival, When we walk along bloody shores, Guaranteeing the Earth’s…
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Your even tracesSpill wild graces.I am fixed upon the moonOf your prettied face.To then, your form beyond,To see, the great details beneathA changing expression. You have formed your formOut of ivory.I have tasted its sample,Of leaking perspiration. You battle quiet momentsWith fervent joy.You resound the chapters aloudOf our breath beneath the water. I taste of…
Modern Romanticism 