Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.
Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,
Mix'd in wild concert, with the warbling brooks
Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills,
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How long will it take for you to see
Life is just an illusion, it's gonna pass eventually
The flesh is just a lie
Eventually you're gonna die
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The Union
I was lying on my back look up at the ceiling
Trying to come up with a wheel or dealing
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shattered glass out on the kitchen floor
picking up the pieces of my past
move away from the silence to a lingering laugh
each of us where's a mask in a disguise in life
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trapped within the very impulse of our loved beneath the perplexing ambush
we close the door of brevity with a slight adjustment of the hand when will we understand
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The Hollow Leaves
Spread out upon the ground
Out of mere sadness there's a tug at the heart
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you can't make your heart beat something it won't
it's either heaven or hell now I got a good story to tell
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alone
in the silence of my thoughts
pitter patter of soft sandal feet
a candle lit in the corner of my room
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For decades I held back this piece until today
I Think Therefore I Write Poetry
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Living The Dream
somedays I pause to think to dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought
when I was born I knew I had purpose in me even from a tiny seed in my momma's belly
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a squeel on the tires frozen in time to watch the passerbys
a decorated soldier pierced with emotion as he hands out a poppy
thank him for his service
Salvation Army is covered with brightened pamphlets among the youth
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let me sit down I came to transform the whole new hip hop crew in what to do
it's all a faded memory while I eat my spaghettl with Ragu what's true with you
hit the music to the flame I'm a microphone fiend but I choose to keep it clean
eating my Lean Cuisine got props for the under ground sound got the hook up
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there is hope for the seeker an exit for the joker
there is beauty for ashes in the sadness of the day
there is a new promise for tomorrow amidst the pain & sorrow
fly as high as the eagle to parts unknown climbing over mountains
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can't sleep got these two in my mind a surreal moment caught in the nature of time
Pac from the East coast rolling with the holy ghost up in the crib a reason to forgive
Smalls west coast boogy down with the socks that homeboy do think a lot give props
they both met so don't forget that rap game locked it was torn up chemistry take it deep
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Awake to face the noon day dawn
like a loving doe or that in a fawn
we all want to belong
I exist as a vapor then I am no more...
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bury me well below beneath the sea in surf & turf
falling back to thee all of life is but a mystery
do you know your history in a world torn to make believe
through the fallen leaves love's taste granduer
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The Vanishing
Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.
Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,
Mix'd in wild concert, with the warbling brooks
Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills,
And hollow lows responsive from the vales,
Whence, blending all, the sweeten'd zephyr springs.
Meantime, refracted from yon eastern cloud,
Bestriding earth, the grand ethereal bow
Shoots up immense; and every hue unfolds,
In fair proportion running from the red
To where the violet fades into the sky.
Here, awful Newton, the dissolving clouds
Form, fronting on the sun, thy showery prism;
And to the sage-instructed eye unfold
The various twine of light, by thee disclosed
From the white mingling maze. Not so the boy;
He wondering views the bright enchantment bend,
Delightful, o'er the radiant fields, and runs
To catch the falling glory; but amazed
Beholds th' amusive arch before him fly,
Then vanish quite away.