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Showing posts with label #never. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #never. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Meaning

Meaning

A certain amount of matter
And a little bit of mass
Have found themselves together
Just to process carbon gas
A transformation ever changing
But to the world, a different view
It passes in an instant
Unfettered and unskewed
The scars will heal so quickly
As is they had never been
The struggle to be heard
Above the maddening din


#matter, #mass, #together, #process, #transformation, #changing, #different, #view, #instant,#scars,#heal,#never,#been,#struggle,#heard,#poem,#poetry

Sunday, October 19, 2014

My Past

My past

A dark corridor
Is where eternity lies
Wrought with sorrow
Pain and Sighs,
You bright up my life in
Like the sun in mid June
Like the sky fills the moon
An illusion of an oasis
You go and disappear
The sorrow in my ribs
Again begins to sear
I guess I’ll never know
The treasure I have found
Until it disappears,
Without trace or sound
The light up ahead
Will guide me home
Never again shall I forget
Where I‘ve come from

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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Bound

Hands fast bound
Binding two hearts
Circles unending
Entwined evermore
Words exchanged
Merely placeholders
Carved on hearts
Promises made
The spell is disbursed
But never forgotten
All present are witness
To a singular miracle
Two joined as one


#hands, #bound, #hearts, #unending, #evermore, #words, #promises, #never, #forgotten, #witness, #miracle, #twojoinedasone, #poem, #poetry, #love, #wedding, #handfasting, #placeholders, 

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Love means...

Love means …
Knowing all your secrets
Reaching out and never doubting
That a hand will be there
That feeling in the pit of your stomach
Is only from nerves,
Never your love
Love is as steady as
The ground beneath my feet
The first flush of lust
Grows into a beautiful rose of romance
Constant as the North Star
A shelter in any storm
Our love will hold fast
Together we can conquer the world


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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

It Was Never Better

It Was Never Better
Times long gone are better forgotten
Those long encumbered woes
Stales smells and dead horses
And pretty maids all in a row
Bowers of women who never dance
Waiting for men to pick them
Hoping for a match to further their houses
And children to be the next victim
On and on the cycle goes
Never ceasing never halting
When will right the world?
When will stop this faulting?
Women everywhere be proud of who you are
Stand, be brave and bold
One day you will be counted
Make sure you break the mold


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Friday, September 12, 2014

Hope Chest

A hope chest standing empty
By the foot of the bed
Brings to mind
Times long ago
Loves of yesteryear
Forgotten
But not completely lost
We collect trinkets
To start a new life
But what if we never start over?
Never begin anew?
Is hope lost forever?
Or is it left sitting
In an empty chest
At the foot of the bed?


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Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Allure

Look but never touch
See the unknowing
Things that are unavailable
Are the most desirable
Is it the unattainability
That makes them so desirable?
Are objects aware
Of their allure?
When thousands clamor
For one thing only?
If it were me,
I would quake in fear.


#look, #never, #touch, #unknowing, #things, #unavailable, #desirable, #unattainablity, #objects, #aware, #allure, #thousands, #clamor, #quake, #fear, #poem, #poetry