Warren Augustus de Guzman Poems

Day in and day out,
They file into lines.
Up and round about,
Each takes up vines.
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An innate ability to destroy perfection,
That is what exists in between our ears.
An affinity towards pain and affliction,
A trait displayed throughout the years…
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My best work came from nights of cigarettes and wine,
And all my words flowed like a single rolling dime,
Round and round till it would stop and fall flat,
And I would pick it up again and spin it on the mat.
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Amber rays of gold flood the room
Engulfing the atmosphere thick with sweat
Sweat from tireless sweeping with a broom
Consequence from a reckless bet
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Vibrations travel from the air to your skin
From your skin to your ear
From your ear to your drum
From your drum to your thoughts
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Prose has overtaken Poetry.
Logic has outdone art.
The senses have no say.
The soul sighs in dismay.
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All of it...
Hogwash.
The words, the meter, the spelling....
All of it.
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It's a great sunny day to pick fruit,
for all the needs of your body and soul.
Ripe mangoes of bright yellow,
To simmer in your mouth a sweet so mellow.
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A single ray of sunshine breaks through the clouds...
illuminating the end of a long and winding road.
It beckons the imagination to see beyond the horizon...
and past the pitch black aftermath of one rainy episode.
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1.
They say mankind is united by its intellect,
Its ability to think and understand,
Its capacity for emotion and empathy,
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