Jeryn Bean Poems

people spend their wholes lives,
looking for happiness,
but they never find it,
and are never truly happy.
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They're all crowded around it,
staring at it like its not really there,
expecting it to all just be a dream.
the man inside is there, alone, and in darkness.
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We spend all our lives,
collecting things,
making money,
wasting what little time we have.
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It will destroy everything in its path,
no one can stop it,
no one can slow it.
it will reach you.
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The quite of spring.
oh so very peaceful.
tis the calm of life.
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One is silent, and predictable.
the other, is loud and random.
they are both feared, and more that the other.
what are they?
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he walks a lonely road,
one where he is always alone.
he is not scared,
fore its the only thing he's walked since the start,
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love, whether its a fleeting moment,
or a raging inferno,
it will control your life,
as if it was the only thing that matters.
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they stare at you endlessly,
you try to escape them,
but the follow you,
even when your alone, they stare.
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A quick flick of the wrist is all it takes,
then you sit there, watching it flow,
just like a river in spring,
it flows.
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