Mike poet Poems

Was 34
when a Tower fell
the news
knocked me to my knees.
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Looming in the distance
ominous yet bright
is blooming an existence
where wicked need be slight.
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Contiguous ramblings of insanity
as seen in computer lounge everyday.
Mixed with lucid moments of humanity
philosophies gleam with attention paid.
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Love can be beautiful,
when tastes of sweat memory.
When it ends untarnished
pleasant thoughts there will always be.
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world without a soul
Children play as a village yearns,
young women await a hero's return.
An old woman scream her sons covered in blood,
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When promises combine two become one.
Harmony you find as Love's centers begun
Disembarked journey of soul mates.
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I took a morning stroll along the terrace
saw colorful gardens quite well groomed.
Sweet natures fragrance had filled the air
as an array of flowers had recently bloomed.
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As I mourned my beloved Wife,
I included in my misery,
a scorn of Gods gift called life,
my immortal eyes watched eternity.
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Morning

Here I sit where all makes sense
found submersed passivity
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Love first exists in it's essence.
Raw unmolded like potters clay.
Then when for another it takes form.
Artists two put craft in play.
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