Mark Normand Poems

Happy is the bird who flies into the
star lit sky.
From every where the darkness glows,
as far as meets the eye.
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So tender a flower, as the wind
blows against her.
The darkness of this world pulls
her down as she cries.
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I think you are beautiful because of your eyes
Blue as the ocean or the mid day sky.
I think you are gorgeous because of your smile
Sunshine andhappiness glowfrom inside
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I can't, I won't, it's gone, I'm sure
everything has been taken
I'm not sure if whats left in me
will ever be awakened.
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The many souls of yesterday; the long forgotten people.
Whose righteous lives were tossed away; victims of great evil.
Their voices never cease to cry for justice to be done.
For Cain who took the life of Abel; for those who killed Gods son.
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I don't know what to do today it
seems my life is over.
My love has grown so very cold.
she cringes when I hold her.
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It's been a good while since I sat down
to write.
A word or a poem or a verse about life.
So easy do they come when it is their
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I'm so empty of dreams.
Without sexy young things.
It seems I've lost the desire
to chase beauty.
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In the wild I roam with fear, so
threatened by my guilt.
Not so much by what I see, I go
by what is felt.
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One day not for sure, but still it
wouldn't be strange.
If in time when you have gone, your
name is spoken of in shame.
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