Jonathan Maldonado Poems

Give me peace of mind so divine one can search a life time to never find, but in a dream my slumber brought the answer to this sleepless thought: do we live, or do we not? To think of all the worldly things flaunting the pyrite prize it brings undermining, insidiously clipping off our angel wings...
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My heart sinks
When my head thinks:
She's beautiful in every way... Do you love her? (I think) , I think I just may.
My eyes open wide
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She is beauty surely, truly,
Though she disagrees.
Still I tell her night and day,
Till she does believe.
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I hope he treats you well
I hope he holds your hand and comforts you, it's all that you deserve.
I hope he finally sees his prize
Inside your eyes, as did I.
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The story teller tells his stories.
All are intrigued by his silver tongue and creativity, a beautiful mind indeed.
The story teller tells his tales,
adventurous journeys into unknown lands, melancholic farewells along the way.
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Loves kiss can be so bitter,
can be so sweet, can redeem and can defeat.
A gambling of hearts; a deadly game,
but not to play is surely death
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Passerby's pass me by
Not a nod nor a 'hi'
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It boils in the pits of your stomach, a genocide, a massacre of the butterflies she once gave you; the smell expelling from them rottens your thoughts.
Thoughts that haunt your conscience: 'Where was she,
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In a midnights summer dream she came to
me......

and I begged for her to stay but,
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Her eyes of honey and hazel captured my heart without asking she took me,
without moving she shook me and
I long to feel her touch.
Her smallest caress
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