David Zvekic Poems

I've lost the joy that used to meet your smile,
And found without its light my life now feels
That I have squandered love; It takes a while
Before faith's misconception hurts as real.
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A mortared prison, stained per my array,
No windows there may peer or look ahead,
All panes made blank by muted memory,
And as such seals may set, no visions thread
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Fear aside, I'll see you through the end
Clutching darkness by her whistful hiss;
Such it means to have a life long friend.
Love's profundity, no clearer trend:
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Wherefore these dreams have dug the deepest well,
Beneath earth's sky to drown each day's new break;
A life that lives asleep dies when awake,
But in the lull of night no tears can tell.
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I will not suffer you, who stole my muse,
To sing no praises higher than your own;
No calling on past favours to atone
These present insults won that I should lose.
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I lost my life beneath her umber eyes,
For sympathies that drowned amongst my own,
And for these moments say my last goodbyes.
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What fragile fabric binds together faith?
That sublime cloak beyond compare or measure,
That in reflection smothers truth: a wraith,
Whose righteousness wears not but trifling treasure.
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Draw deep your breath, and bear the bite
Of hellish stroke, that rent the might
From body, bones and muscles; all
Your well loved limbs.
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Oh Spring, I've seen your rising sphere, the dawn
In fertile fields of green, of copper bright;
How poor perfection seems? Woefully drawn
Compared to you: first love of life, first light.
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mist slips through a weepy night
as spitter spatter sheens of spot
cold droplets leap up with a
zooming sigh; but as the rainy
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