Tag: Poem
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It All Adds Up
All Of The Time all the little moments of our lives those childhood Christmas mornings the first time you saw your own blood how you shamed yourself that time how her lips first tasted how wet she was seeing the newborn open its eyes how scared you were when they were late home the warmth…
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Being Alive
Be Here Now Breathe. A misty morning, Spring, cool. Voices far and near muffled in the vapour. Nascent sunglow diffused by fog, in fret beneath hidden heavens. Breathe. Intake of cold gold. Outswept brume of my ether, adding to all that is already there. The taste of steel on the still air, hometown flavour. Breathe.…
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Those Words Unsaid
Are Unheard Forever what I never said not in time, before the end was that I loved him Photo by Yaroslav Shuraev on Pexels.com
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The Gone One
Gone But Not Forgotten the sun shines brightly how I wish he could see it I wish he was here Photo by Download a pic Donate a buck! ^ on Pexels.com
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A Good Man Gone
A Brother Like No Other he was a good man the brother I lost today just the best of us
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Dead Or Alive
It All Carries On living or dying neither really matters much the world keeps turning Alas…
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The Road To Nowhere
A Road To Paradise black river of road cars sailing by beneath me a view from a bridge Photo by Joey Lu on Pexels.com
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The Measures Of Dying
T4a And N2b such little measures T4a and N2b death begins so small Photo by Tima Miroshnichenko on Pexels.com
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A Godless Man
Thank God I Am these are the hard days all this suffering and death no god can help me
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After The Last Night
The Longest Day bright morning sunshine an empty hospital bed a whistling silence Photo by Saulo Zayas on Pexels.com
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Early Mourning Birdsong
An Elegy such beautiful song an early morning robin where do the birds die? Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
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The Dead Calling
The Cry Of The Wind the sound of the wind moaning at the window pane the dead are calling Photo by Cau00ea Balevita on Pexels.com
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In Bangalore
All Human Life Is Here Once upon a time in Bangalore I lived in a Palace*, and from there I could see a world that I would never know. The rules of the road we’re indicative. The lives of the herd were imperative. A greeting was a meeting of hearts and minds and souls, of…
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A Lack Of Understanding
It’s Not You, It’s Us I don’t understand why making me feel so bad makes you feel so good Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com
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Springing In Winter
A Shoot Out worm-chewed black topsoil rotting leaves and winter waste through it all peeks life Photo by PhotoMIX Company on Pexels.com
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Dear Death
With Love From The Father take all my loved ones, mother, father, siblings, wife but don’t take my son Photo by lea bonzer on Pexels.com
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Love Is Not Forever
Only For Now The way of all flesh All that lives one day must die Even you and I
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Unmonstered Sleep
Count Yourself Out good night little man close your eyes and count to sleep the monsters are gone
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Playing Patience
A Waiting Game the ceiling puzzle squared above her sterile bed requires some patients Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com
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Warm Winter Weather
Seasons Out Of Time slow drip of snowmelt icy white turning to slush the world is warming Photo by Karel AC on Pexels.com
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Beyond Feeling
Past Caring this time of my life nothing touches me at all I feel nothing now Being and Nothingness