The Stench of Fear
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The roar of wild beasts
The bloodthirsty galleries
The whites of eyes
The stench of fear
The ruthlessness of mankind
History repeats itself
What has changed
Is the method of sin
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Tag Archives: Poetry
Love Is…
Love Is…
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Love is innocent
Love is pure
Love is tough
It can endure
Love is a rock
It stands the test of time
Love is tender
A sweet surrender
Love is honey
Yet it can taste bitter
Love is desire
Sets hearts a twitter
Love is work
May take years to master
A genuine effort
Can unravel this twister
Love is weird
Hard to comprehend
It is a riddle
A never-ending maze
Love is pernicious
Most fall victim
Remedies are simple
A look, a touch, a dimple.
A Gargoyle in my Suitcase… Me and I
Seen at the Denver Airport Baggage Claim
Me and I (A Conspiracy Theory)
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When I stumbled onto me
A weirder thing could never be
We are but one and the same
Yet go by different names
We share the same vessel
Yet forever tussle
Like a gargoyle in my suitcase
A stranger in the mirror
I’m in a quandary
Am I…I, or am I me?
Seed Of Doubt
Once you encounter
the Seed of Doubt
It is really tough
To get it Out
It starts to flourish
And spread its roots
It feeds itself
Sprouts new shoots
It manipulates your mind
It poisons your soul
What you hear, see or say
Isn’t under your control
The longer you leave it be
The stronger the affliction
Soon there’ll be no remedy
From this evil addiction
The only antidote if any
Is to sow the seed of trust
Nurture it with tender loving care
And protect it you must
Lone Cloud
LONE CLOUD
(A humble ode to Wordsworth)
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A lofty sojourn
A solitary quest
To territories unknown
Through fields of unrest
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Like a fragile dream
And an evanescent memory
I fumble on
Another precarious journey
Windmills of My Mind
Windmills of My Mind
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Sometimes up, sometimes down
Sometimes bright, sometimes brown
Sometimes dubious, sometimes trusting
Sometimes active, sometimes resting
Laughably stupid, or brilliantly keen
Deeply perceptive, or ruthlessly mean
Shifting sands of impersistent thoughts
Windfall of feelings tied up in knots
A waffling chameleon, a steady machine
A virulent tornado, a meandering stream
A beautiful maiden, a gross dream
A sensitive bitch, a stoic queen
4 am musings…
Bear Lake, Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado USA.
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4 am Musings
Loneliness is when you long for company..
Solitude… Hey I’m Cool! ^5
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Self Discovery is a journey I embark on whenever a ‘friend’ leaves me.
Guess I’m done discovering myself! Damn it! >:/
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I wonder for the nth time: Who am I?
I wonder for the nth time: Who am I?
Hey someone fix that broken record!! <:-|
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I think I should thank all those who help feed my ego. I don’t have to track my ‘VIEWS’ anymore! 🙂
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It’s another *****new DAY!!! :@
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SU (Straight up)
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What is worse?
Being ignored or being told that someone hates you.
I would vote for the former. Why?
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‘cause being overlooked is a slight
A stain on my existence
I am trivial
Tinier than an ant crushed underfoot
And equally insignificant
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I am invisible
Words I speak fall on deaf ears
No one would even care
If I vanished into thin air
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That is why I prefer
The plain goddamn truth
Just give it to me straight
Don’t vacillate
Please! Get me out of my misery.
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Moral: If you really hate somebody, ignore them!
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Billy Joel said it very well
Smile
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The universal language of
love
spontaneous
instantaneous
No training required
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When it reaches the eyes
It spreads like the flu
contagious
infectious
No effort required
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SMILE
Being Human
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I pass him on the street
A dying man
Twitching, swathed in his blood
A plaintive hand lifts in my direction
I ignore him and continue on my way
I’m being Human
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Now I am that man on the street
Twitching, swathed in my blood
People pass me by
I raise a plaintive hand for help
They ignore me
They are not to blame
They are being Human
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