Tajma Hall Poems

I humble aloud
the loud colors of pride
hail winter snow
peak mountain mist
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the day fills more often than I have seen
my life is with the clouds
romantically pitched into a dream
I rise the more with fitted interest
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a flower
a pot
a moment
a thought
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thoughts spring and delay
in fountains pure train
glistens like wet clay
caption off with punctuation
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I am pleased
you'd come back to me
I speak out; name
love could hurt more
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I am about to cry
Why? you'd hurt me inside
I cover my eyes
seeking shelter from this feelings
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the lady fell in step
a fellow blindly asks
children dance in the rain
we are in a position
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you hate me
i love to hate you
why chase away?
my heart runs out
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I've a dark night
from yesterday I madly wreck
my internal works
overturn the pillow
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