Casey O'Sheridan Poems

Chance, destiny, fate,
Call it what you will,
We have the ability to change ours
But our lives are not predestined
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Confusion

My mind is racing
A constant Déjà vu
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Dreams why do you torment me so?
With visions of that for which I long for the most
But alas shall never come to be
Visions which escape my grasp every time like a ghost
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If the dawn should cease to burn
And the seasons should cease to turn
If all the world should go awry
And all the stars begin to die
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Something is missing what could it be?
My love, my love oh where is he?
This is driving me crazy can't you see
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Words so easily fill up a page
They make a blank surface look full
As empty as they may be
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Autumn
Oh to smell-no! To taste the morning air!
The deliciously crisp and sweet air for which I long
Breezes carry the tantalizing aroma, hypnotizing my senses
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Keen ears pinned back attentively
Eager pawing of dusty earth
Nodding head longing to be freed
Heart hammering against the girth
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Thinking of simpler times
Of tempos, and beats, and rymes
Of peace and love and things
Before there were tyrants or kings
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