David Riecke Poems

Cruel intentions, hung in suspension,
Fate is turning, lost my pension.
Where is now, pay attention,
Her name is pain, please don't mention.
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Only time will tell, and fate will see,
what comes around, and is meant to be.
Dreams go up, in fiery ashes,
past no more, except minor flashes.
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You keep asking what's on my mind,
I keep saying you don't want to know.
The stuff up there is a crime,
It'd crush the world in one major blow.
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With all the rain, the thunder, and lightning,
The silence deepens and becomes so frightening.
From the creaks and cracks and that whooshing sound,
The thunderstorm has come around.
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