John Sensele Poems

Neither happiness nor hope inhabits a sad past
Brought about by slices of secrecy
Steeped in heaps and tips cast
In a sea of sorrow and kleptocracy.
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Tell me why my tongue shouldn't shout your shame
When all you did was to tear me apart
To paint me black, to tarnish my name
As in a vain victory you chose to depart.
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In my folly, I elected to sulk
Stepped on your toes and made you sad
I'm sorry I became a horrible hulk
Behaved badly and made our marriage mad.
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Purge the urge to hit back
When maturity suggests you let go
Of chances and glances to hack
Into sentimental systems and scenarios you'd better forgo.
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A day comes when taboo and voodoo part company
As divergence demands a new direction
To promote portions of cosy cosmogony
In a bid to minimize marital misdirection.
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A shaft of hope sneaks into my gloom
Separates strain from joy and lifts my spirits
Flying me to cloud nine where room
For hope increases and invites tidbits of treats.
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Cupid, I beg you to return my lover
Whom fairies and elves snatched from me
When I chose to prevent Him from blowing her cover
Under which she flew to land in my sentimental sea.
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Skeletons in my closet won't elect whether I reject choices
Forced on the horse whose course of action
Limits the remit in which vital voices
Attribute, contribute and distribute leaflets of lassitude to my freedom faction.
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Much mudness and madness in a realm of sadness move love
Love so misunderstood for good in a nestled, nettled neighbourhood
Wears down hearts and tarts whose ramparts claim to shove
Aside monopoly and duopoly in a glide and ride of a muffled mood.
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In the blink of an eye, I hit the road
Tearing clutters, tatters and matters
That sense the essence of odds the broad
Faces in verses the sooth sayer utters.
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