Windsor Guadalupe Jr Poems

What if I told you
That love is a mockingjay?
What if I told you
That hatred is a soulless tiger
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Sleep forever,
Wake in the wafting wind
Of undulation.
Do not worry,
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I am only your faint breath,
Your cascading stance.
I am the last fringe in your mauve dress,
And I could care less.
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I despise you
With a passion that
I crave for more.
That looms inside of me,
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The petulant, prying flowers
Of flagrant disregard
Like wreathes sorted in the disdain
Of the wayward Sun.
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Undulate with me,
Tired, cumbersome ripples of
Childlike hope.
We are one with the world,
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The seas were encroached
By leonine waves hurled
As if from a den of submerged lions.
You are a golden slice from the twirling Sun,
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Glance at the frivolity of the rascals,
Meandering like dilapidated lions
All along the streets of my village - my world
Of sweetly scented subtle allegories
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I stood by the crevasses
And witnessed the Moon fill the spaces
In between the fringes of life and death.
I watched my own self, a tatterdemalion child
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Sleep farcically darling,
Sleep with eyes open
Because the slumber
Will not disrupt the pace
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