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Genevieve Pilat Poems
Blinded by the Dark
Through the dark we fear the worst We want the world so bright We shroud our minds with foolish thoughts And are blinded by the light.
Beyond the darken shadows Of a cold abandon alley Lurks the masterpieces kept in time The city's homemade gallery.
A wedding day for the bride Is a time of treasured bliss A thing she dreamed of as a girl Nothing would be better than this.
Black and White
They see the world in black and white Together they travel near A cycle they must take ahead For alone they truly fear.
Let the Rain
Sitting in my darkest hours Bruised and scorned with pain I only stop in my tracks And pray for it to rain.
Broken mirror with glass all shattered Knowing it would never matter Losing your own reflection From life's true rejection.
This world we live is in a dreadful state Attacking one another with words filled with hate Only to belittle and destroy a person's soul And build up false confidence to make us feel whole.
Mixed in the breeze of April dusk winds Floating high above A sweetened melody seeps in all around It must be a saxophone love.
Romeo x Juliet
Would you like to be star crossed lovers Begin with a romantic night? Meet through a crowd and share one glance And know just then our love was right.
One day I’ll tell you a secret Something that is stored inside my heart And once I tell you such a thing Hopefully it will bring an amazing start.
I flew around as Superman A comic idol I have become Praised by ages both the young and old A celebrity that I now was.
In the corner of a cluttered room Sits a single rose wilting away Still in its vase drooping low A rose that seen a better day.
Here’s an idea in my mind And please be truthful, don’t be kind But what if we decided to go on dates Together as anti-soul mates?
Just let me feel your lips again And offer me bittersweet kisses Please fill my mind with foolish thoughts Of optimistic blisses.
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Blinded by the Dark
Through the dark we fear the worst
We want the world so bright
We shroud our minds with foolish thoughts
And are blinded by the light.
Through the light the world is grand
What we want is ours to take
Our lives are what we want it to be
Even if it all is fake.
Within the dark there are the fears
That ache in one's own soul
The fear of death, the fear of hate
The fear we won't be whole.
And darkness brings the honest truth
Some bitter by the taste
We ask who wants to suffer from truth
When a lie's too good to waste.
The light ...