Pasquale DiMeola Poems

His bloodshot eyes endured so much
With fragile bones to match
A praying mantiss to the touch
Above the swarming patch
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We Kissed each other in the storm
Submitting to the rain
Deep under Cupid's chloroform
Our love knew no refrain
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Seven different flowers under their pillow
Gathered by the fair maidens of Sweden
Dreaming under shadows of weeping willow
For a man from the Garden of Eden
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Pour out the water from the vase
Lay the wilted gladiolus aside
Tho they have lost their bloom and grace
My heartfelt love is to abide
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As democracy cowardly runs backwards
From the lip service of those who indulge in it
So called world leaders of freedom
Who reward dictators to act nice to us
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Quiet hums the straw brooms
Weary from the sweeping
Umbrella shaped mushrooms
Lulls some into sleeping
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Would if the hands that adored you
Became your rigid chair
Kept the noose from tightening blue
Or legs flapping the air
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THERE IS NO RELIGION HIGHER THAN TRUTH -MADAME BLAVATSKY

Veins cross arteries in a world wide stream
Transmorphing spirits from the past
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Hand in hand
The lovers jumped
Off the romantic cliff
Ecstatically drowning
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Hear the ring before the bell has chimed
HOLOGRAPHIC TELEPORTATION
Enter in the realm of space and time
ATOMICAL DISINTEGRATION
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