Joe Holley Poems

For my life is all but my own creation.
I shed but not a single tear,
I breath with no sigh of fear.

Encased within memory, but there are no corners full of my shattered dreams,
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Alone a candle burns, with its heat and beauty.
Alone until the end, in which its light fades away.
Breathing like any being, flowing like any heart.
Alone in the darkness, the cold and lonely world.
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The moon, she lays soothing upon the clouds of the depressed, yet she, the moon thus looks happy. Even the blind could view upon her smiles, quilted in her golden shine. She shines for miles, its flight at night, unhindered by sadness thou lingered as tears fall from above, like bloodshed…

He, a lone figure, walks in wonder, thus he ponders what It must take to be her, the moon.
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Years count now of three as I miss thee, pain in cycle not missing me,
Such cruel that is, fate of that predicted in eyes of clarity.
Indecision of such deceitful prevision, it burns deep,
Succumb within filtered tears and hidden fears, such a lonesome sleep.
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Upon hills of the velvet meadow,
Shines a figure isolated within the twilight shadow.
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He who exists as a silent silhouette,
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*Abyssal waves that fall, Besiege that of such a tainted shadow,
“Unknown to who I am dear pain, you bleed me so”.
*Blossoms of the summer surround,
“Then why so tainted does this earth manifest? ”
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As night falls silent, he heads for the door,
a piece of his heart, he holds to his core.
Too long has time passed to continue this dream,
he must let go, his hopes to wipe clean.
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Tonight I died, tonight I cried. I walked my path and there insight, like a mirage so far it shook my guard… too late did I think, too late that I blinked, my words trapped, trapped still.
I took to my phone, its silent still. I take to my iPod, the music I sing. With lyrics not present, thus dreams make lyrics, the images that I invasion, your face you keep hidden…
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Shine Down On Me As I Dream Beneath. My Blanket of the Twilight, Forever Existing, Until Deaths Touch. To Then Soar High, Joining That of What Captures My Every Dream. Peaceful Existence Follow, Yet Only When Hope Dies. Somehow, Sundown…
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Cover my eyes, cover my ears, when I see you smile it brings me to tears.
It can't be true, that I'm losing you, what we once had, was too true we knew.

I can't be there, it's too much to bare, your voice though quiet, it brings me despair.
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