Who are you to stroll into my life
With such boldness and audacity
Claiming with authority
That I am yours and this is destiny?
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Love has wings ready to fly
Oh love, linger a while
Rest Your tired wings
on the branch of my heart
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This poem?
This poem strives to bring meaning
Straining beyond the agony of words
Stretching beyond the deep, dark abyss of time
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Give me your hand child
This world is filled with too much weeping
More than you can understand
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My pen bops and moves in slow cadence
To the soft throb of melodic words
Inviting poetry Come
Partake in this great celebration
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Love is a Rose that blooms
With open arms she welcomes the sun
She arises with early beauty at the wake of dawn
She yawns, stretching her body young and free
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Love comes by softly
On fragrant breath saunters in
Forever you change.
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You went without a warning thus
And left my soul to time and dust
A thing so pure that once blossom and bud
Is now sadly, a dried up pod
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Sliding onto ivory sheets he screams
The obscurity of unfamiliar faces
And loud voices made him afraid
Cut off from that place which all this time had kept him safe
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Madness, sadness
Hating, degrading
Dehumanizing
Humanity dying
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