No feel-good poetry to grace your eyes
Just cutting honest words aimed here to slice
Bloated egos and self-exalting platitudes
Vexations that expose a vicious attitude.
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Grief
Consumes
Will not let go
Sorrow grips the heart
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Ambivalence is never really knowing which way to go
Accumbent on a circle of thoughts that may never show
A definite choice that is clear-cut, precise and so-
Always on the sway, it goes where waves or winds blow
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Dancing blithely under the sun's embracing rays
Damsels of the floral charms of Mother Nature,
Delightful sights that grace our sometimes burdened days
Display their colors like little ladies so demure.
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His birth, in Kairos time foretold,
God's Gift of Love to bless all men
As heaven's star shone to behold
His birth, in Kairos time foretold
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A storm's eye hides in mist
as irascible winds surround
Turbulence rounds his fist
ready to strike down.
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Dancing waves kiss shores
songs of the gentle winds play
lovely sea ballet.
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In the rivers of Life
We try to swim and cope
Through tears and strife
In endless struggles, we hope.
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I am not good at playing tennis
With words, the ones that come and go
To spite and hurt and do not miss
The pain they cause, they grow.
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Eyes closed
I listen to the sound of rain
touched by the breathe a gentle breeze
As the earth sings content
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