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Dawn

November 19, 2013

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Awash with dawn, A cloudless sky, mourns the passing of night Fright fills its heavy heart A nervous sweat reflected by the morning dew Discomfort exposed in the winter’s cold Yet life continues to unfold Mysteries, secrets and stories untold Ignorance: feigned or not; Never a cog in the wheels of growth Taking the fool […]

Storekeeper

July 16, 2013

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Observing The truth has always been glaring Is there any other to blame? Running or hiding does not obscure truth There’s only one love Only one true love Only one beloved I forget I’m a hired hand Storekeeper of another’s treasure. Deluded to a fault Delusions are my reality Looking for hope where none can […]

Karma: The Patient Whore

June 15, 2013

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Angry clouds form overhead thunder claps threaten the face of a darkened sky deaf to pleas the heavens sheds exercised tears its anger exposed in thunderous claps and lightening bolts none can appease its grieving heart The earth looks up saddened by the grieving skies embracing sad tears soaking up a sea of misery knowing […]

Living Standards

April 30, 2013

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Making sense – Where do you stand? Living life – How do you live it? Wanting truth – Which side of truth do you tell? Embracing happiness – What is happiness? Good health – Is this truly important? We make or break our world Masters of our destiny Within us lies the power of tomorrow […]

Happy

April 24, 2013

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Happy smiling faces Priceless beyond words A brief visit to the sun Basking in a glowing embrace Here and now We beam, grow and sprout In a land called peace of mind.

Wasteland

April 24, 2013

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I look afar into the fields I see wastelands; decrepit and useless The tares have overgrown rightful heirs Wrong becomes the new right The night at its darkness hour is but a passing phase The time of harvest nears… A bonfire comes to bare

Self Prison

April 24, 2013

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Crippled by invalid thoughts Driven into a stupor Swimming against a current of doubt Grounded by the quicksand of insanity Blinded we walk self-propelled into misery