Name is Jhonny Jean and I have been writing for over a decade now.
You left me in May
Causing my heaven to gray
My sun battling the elements
And my gloomy moon crescents
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In a wise woman dying bed
Speaks an oracle of truth,
“Young men die in futile blood shed
Will never know what life is worth,
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-Like a Shakespearean play,
My inevitable tragedy
Binds with my unforeseen love
That shall not be forgotten-
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Tranquility of precious time,
Hours are gone, but…
Essence of yesterday remains,
A distinct moment trails
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O! Life, the burden
Trap in the construct of silky woven
A timely death of unbalanced time
In the pit fall of un-imaginary climb
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