Poet
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Beauty recedes with the push of timeAgainst its frail and vulnerable form.Alike when you called the breath of my sigh, to rub itselfAgainst your worn cheeks,Against where teardrops leakThemselves, downwards to your polished, ruby lips. We are both frail, with few things to remember,So why do you desire to see all else, corroded by blackness?A…
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Too many sighs were in our mirror,Blowing the kisses that would pledge nothing.Gratitude was upon your naked lips,As shadow once drained from your eyes.This mind of mine, is miserable,As I’ve forced it to be. A dreadful field of longing and plight,Is now before our very sight.The woman you are, is now the girl you’ve become,Without…
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Believe the beast who cried,“My shape is not how it should seem,Because, I belong in the arms of another,And not the arms of shadows!” Torment came over the beast who gnawed at its arms,A man with but a shadow for a reflection.One gaze into the mirror,And a silhouette was all to notice,Of himself,And of the…
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Before betrayal turned my heart into an orb of stone,Before the music of selfish attraction,Brought my listening ears close,I realized upon a day when truth glistened on my mind,That I was merely a child,With his feet dipped into the blood of a mother,A simple thingOf no complex ways. A massive enemy to innocence, made my…
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Together, and nowWhen we will allowOurselves, to spit upon the blight,The doubt,That held us back,There is green upon the leaves, when autumnal frost still cakes them.I am in belief, that this love will flourish, with a crown of blood droplets,Rubies, tears from the form,And sapphire, tears from the face.We are together, in arms, forever…To bleed…
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A night without the embrace from thee,Is a night I’ll never be desperate to see,Upon the time when you return from across the waves,To see the defiled me,And know that the sun has run from me.The sun, as you, my created light,A single candle that stands with tapered form,And a wrist that is scarred from…
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Should I have known to slow the funeralUpon arriving to it?When seeing your form, in a state of no tomorrow,I breathed a sigh that revealed the cold,And gave my grief my hat to hold. Your form is as lifeless as the winter, with no shadow to show.Because, the sun has bled its last into the…
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When Hell cannot be quelledOf its shaping design, to forge a fire in my mind,There are the eyes, I always followTo where they point,Upon my bosom, where a bruised heart, burns black.A little woman with her hair in tangles,And suffering as a stain upon only her skin,Because, she has tasted flame,The flame of deprivation, to…
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Like the pauper, sideways upon the roadways.Like the pauper’s eyes, with no stare that enters backwardsTo the trailing mind, like the road before him.Like the pauper’s mind, imagined to be HellishIn whatever dream he’s conjured to pursue,Because the sun seems too hot, and unreachable,As the gold he’s longed to breathe,It is us. A nothingness, in…
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“Where else would time take us?”Said the man, disavowed.The little child at his feet, wished it could see,For with blinded eyes, it only groped,And was seen no differentBy that man.Because, the child was poor. A woman full of buttons to her cloak,Garbed in elegant modesty,Swam in the hatred from a man’s disgrace.Her child, singing with…
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I knew to love,What was trusted deeplyTo the nuptial part of our romance,Before an altar with primrose and tulip,And the sight of Christ upon our faces. And, it was yours he shared the most attention,As you wept, among the repeated sighs,To the warm wind of this summer height.A little droplet of morning dew nested beneath…
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A mind made with shelves, adorned in the booksThat read the past with much awareness,And a heart that recedes with the tideOf a bloody sea.No fault could ever welcome itselfInto your open arms,For you possess a form,That outdoes even the sea with its many currents,And many curves,From cresting waves. I am in love with a…
