Melinda Engelbrecht Poems

Darkened Dreams of the Monster in me
Praying for things I shouldn't be,
Hoping and fearing the end to be near
Hoping and fearing sweet sorrow to hear
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Love is a Rosered Rose


the purest and most precious kind of love
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Today will be a good day
The lies I tell myself!
As I sit and sip my coffee
Watching my world turn into hell
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windmill life
with worms cascading
stones of fear into soul's pond.
time to rest and time to play becomes
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