Mirakee
Pulled Away
The last thing I want to see
Is your hand reaching out for me as the waves pull me from the shore.
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Sept 2020
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After many years living in hell I am still living in hell. Enjoy ��
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The Beyond (Haiku)
Can you see my love
beyond the hell we live in
to the joy ahead?
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Time
Time is the slaughterer of us all. Time shows no favours. Time hears no sobbing and is not moved by our tears.
Once strong now weak we long to be in our prime and young again but time continues to drag us down.
Thin white skin with veins and arteries glowing from within. Brown spots that in our youth never did exist.
Grey and old broken down and lost to a world of those who do not see us because we are too old.
Time takes us to the grave and still it does not end as it devours our bodies until all that we are is dry skin and broken bones.
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Divorce
Close your lips
Taste not my tears
For I have lost my
Trust in you.
Broken hearts
Tipped the scale
But we were not
Strong enough.
Once lovers now
Not. Shards of
Glass upon the
Ground cut deep.
This for you that
For me. We just
Need to get this
Damn thing done.
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Sept 2020 -
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32w
My Insanity
Memories
Marooned
Upon my soul.
Thoughts lost
To Eternity.
Tears that
Never changed
My mood.
As I live in
Insanity.
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The Truth
I walk along this
barren ground
As I drag my
dying feet.
Pus pours from
the open wounds
That brought me
to this place.
So much pain so
little love I wonder
if it’s my fault.
It doesn’t matter
now because the
grave has taken me.
And I will never
know the truth.
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Sept 2020 -
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32w
Mother's Cherry Pie
Mother Mary
Took my cherry
And put it in a pie.
When God saw
What she had done
It made Him
Want to cry.
So he took
My cherry from
The pie but then
He said I’d have
To lie.
So I asked Him
Why oh why
Is it that I
Should lie?
He looked at me
And then He
Sighed because
My Virgin Mother
Loves the cherries
In her pie.
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The Saviour
With all of His deceit
He poured the world
Upon the sky like
Water at His feet.
No lack of color, race
Or creed could stop
Him from digging
Deep beneath.
As the dead rose
From all around Him
With maggots
On their sleeves.
This may not be the
God that humanity
Had hoped that He
Would be.
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Sept 2020 -
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The Forgotten
You pour out with
the others into
the bullets of the
enemy bap bap bap
When it hits you
in the head you
will never know.
You don’t exist you
Are a memory now.
Those who died
before you had
slightly fewer
minutes before
they became
memories too.
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April 2020 -
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33w
I Did It . . .
I set a goal one year ago to write at least 365 poems during the next year, which ends on August 31st, and I achieved that goal. Thanks to all those that have read my poems.
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