Brian David Holmes Poems

It was in the months of spring,
when blossoms bloom, and sparrows sing
when I first tasted her sweet lips
and knew the warmth of that first kiss
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This young man is tired of pain,
of living life full of shame
minutes of hurt,
hours of despair,
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There is the man whose fought all his life,
who dished out his pain, but left some inside
he's got all the money, fancy cars, and nice clothes
but the thing you don't see is the pain he won't show
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The lonliness of a heart can be a powerful thing
It can devour the strongest man,
bring down the empires of a king
like the little bluebird whose lost his will for flight
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As I watched you sit their in pain,
God called his angels to your side
and as they lifted your soul into heaven
I sat back and I cried
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I am that monster,
hiding in the dark,
I am that thing,
without a loving heart,
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