Poems
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It’s been time to decidewhen this heart will unwind,where tears will flowto bring close what can’treturn to aching arms.Will this graveyard gardenbe as colorful as your face,once smiling, once hopingfor the end to never be?I’m no longer closing outeverything I’ve shut in,as it can no longer weighupon me, from within.I can no longer affordto be…
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I have heard what youhave cried out, under sucha constant stream,with downpour fillingyour cupped hands.You can’t float, when therewas never anything aboveto resurface to,for you’ve always wanted tobe reminded of what’s downin the direction to drown.Love’s face can get youto retrace your form,building up your fleshto erase what’s dead.Life’s grace can let youwish for more…
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She’s been redrawninto her familiar shape,wings no longerdisheveled and weathered,while two black eyesare ignited with sunlight.She’s perched uponsomeone’s shoulder,someone who we knownever needed to prayfor her to enterthis inevitable way.She’s singing from onegleaming beak, notes froma pair of unclogged lungs,once suppressed,now here revealingall meaning undressed.She’ll never ail,because she’ll only sailon wings of ivory,speckled in gold.She’ll…
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Into the darkareas of our eyes,isolating our mindsto see what wecouldn’t take.From an engine,a train soarspast stations,refusing its place,leaving all to theirbranded disgrace.We all wish to havesomething we cannothold onto, while wesoar past lessonsto be learned.We all hope to receivethe echoes that areconfirming our words,our presence,our connection toour breaths.But we exchange hopefor denial’s wish,believing that…
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Falling over, over intoyour enforced playground,while I’m corrected onwhat I’ve done wrong.It is done, as you bringyour scars, all of theminto open light.All is gone, as you’re hereto leave me in ruins,waiting for me to smile.You are doing it, again,covering yourself in nectar,waiting for the bees,hoping for the wolvesto give you praise.I cannot containall I’ve…
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These words I’ve cometo regret that I’ve yetto utter them fromswollen lips.This heartache, this yieldto light that retreatswhen I’m not comingclose to its warmth.I’ve promised the darknessthat I will nurture it,given this nature to besurrounded by screams.I am under an ailment,choking back sounds.I am stirring in a glimpseof too many unidentical,separated patterns.I am under a…
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You were always onewho considered themselvesthe sacred one, the maddened,deprived one who coulddrive in a final nail,letting me fall, before it wasdeath that made the call.You emptied your veinsfor what you are ableto find in me, to provideyour unquenched lipsa taste for a journeyto your dedicated high.What isn’t near enoughfor you to see, when the…
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A cut created a hole,a whole world to roamwhere echoes cling ontoour rising structures.A hole created this homefor us to sink inside of,treasuring comfortwherever it was lost,while always musing onwhatever it had cost.At first, we broke intosomewhere we had found,some place we believednothing else had been.We had hoped we coulddecorate it in paper,doused in wordsonce…
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One last wave,a termination of oneingenuine smileallows me to knowwhat I’ve lost touch of.For I’ve wielded all hours -those I’ve dragged alongwithout looking above.If I see what rains,seeing who has strainedunder such an undoingof a life that’s blessed,I’ll never imaginewhat can come after.I’ve walked underthe ruthless weightof seemless indecision,of absent revision.I’ve been livingin the shelter…
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Renter the hourwhen glimmers appearabove a quivering brow.I see into a mirror,finding a man, one I cancondemn to his statewhere there cannot bea welcoming fate.This world is oceans apart,where tears are lappingdivided shorelines.Two worlds, both bleedingtheir limited lifespanwithout finding relief.I am viewing someonewith a split mind,with unfulfilled vows,an unfinished path.He is that someone,devoid of having…
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Twin worlds once intersectedwithin their space, chasing echoesbroken down, within dropletsamong springtime meadows.Reflections dropped, numerable,to bring down to green valleysa hope for the resurrectionof what seemed due for selection.But the time for it was past,as the last period had passed,when footsteps left whereboth souls once fared.Twin worlds, eons together,will smother their hopeat the end of…
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While you’ve quiveredfor another reason,settling yourselfinto a forever’s worthof imagined darkness,I’ve been drawing curtainsto let another worldbetter us both.It’s not to conceal,but to revealto me, to yourselfyour unveiling pathwayfrom embittered wishes,to bloodied kisses.Why wait for this,when we can smearour presenceover absence’sdarkened glaze?You stand near,while I hold your dear,unearthed flesh,tasting the dropletsthat are loosenedfrom a heart…
Modern Romanticism 