Bianca Free Poems

These days the world is a place so cold
I wear a genuine smile as a lie's being told
That I assume is the truth, very deeply in my heart
but then there's a doubt that starts.
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I search in people of varying status
for a seed of humanity.

In some I suspect there to be a bud
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I like to talk to the night skies,
because they listen to me.
They read my emotions
as I pour out my heart,
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Please watch after me
as a caring mother would her child
even after I have long passed on.
Set calla lilies on my grave,
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Songs that our hearts, break,
that always make
my father want to cry.
Songs I use to chide
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this sadness, i do away;

to fear i say 'adieu'.
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Swaying in the wind
there was a small leaf of golden brown.
It landed in a pond
and rippled the water.
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I find meaning in the air that I breathe;
It is food for the flowers.
And meaning in my footsteps
that bring death to spiders.
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Running away isn't as easy as it seems.
There's no deserted mountain waiting when you come,
no peaceful fountain to drink from.
The stars won't be convenient at night,
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grape vine eyes, strawberry hair.
cigarette smoke streaming through the air.
fishnets and silver lined gloves.
a place for men to forget lost loves.
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