Pondering Portrait Poems

I am held frozen by the ice
My world ceases as I await
For the anticipated warmth
To gnaw away the frozen edges
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A dignified desire
Subtly whispered
Only to be spoken
Through muted eyes
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Could it be
That the truth is masked
By a mere facade
Of cunning deception
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Etched in hollows of my heart
Encrypted in blood lies a secret
Locked away under layers to deceive
Rests the part of me that I have kept
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A cradled thought
Sheltered in the midst
Of the tunnels in my mind
For me to treasure
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With a beating belief
And a souring spirit
With fluttering faith
And the strength to bear it
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Ghostly images of the past
Special memories here to last
Like a pleasing aroma of pleasure
A shard of my life, I’ll always treasure
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What keeps him walking
Through the path of thorns
Without ever stopping
And his feet all worn
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A ferocious dream
Sparked by imagination
Harboured by a desire
Never to be fulfilled
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A still emptiness
Within my mind
No longer in its presence
Is a lost memory
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