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I wish I could make you laugh, do you remember
When children purposely let go of a fart?
They giggled like the world had no end.
Laughter free from guilt; pure and innocent,
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The stage is set
The risers placed
Rehearsals done
Butterflies should be in bed.
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I let go of you
My Jane Eyre
I am a blind man
In love with you
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I’m chilling I’m cussing
Not knowing what I’m saying
My soul rapping
My mind cranking
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When I open my overcrowded closet
What do I see? But every stamped deposit
From a broken heart on one shelf
To a worn out mind, reminder of my old self
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Hope is the dream of fallen leaves
Tornadic winds snaps the buds of May
To witness the last hour of my breath
Spring love gives up its tender soul.
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We are flowers of the sky
Of many different colors
Under the Sun we fly high
As gentle loving brothers
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My poems are not made from silver threads
Or golden hues from a summer's day
My poems instead are blood of my heart
Each beat gets me closer to curtain close.
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I have not slept much lately
Shrouded myself in the silence of running despair
Seeking God for answers
For I have been not quite right
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Like a winning throw of the dice
Spenser and Frost melt my ice.
And from their poetic device I find advice
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You and I sail the world
You and I cross the equator.
You and I visit Oceania
You and I discover every ocean.
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Like Damask silk sunbathing on my clothesline
You are a heavenly beauty on display
And now the Sun and the winds,
Contemplating the fate of your footprint.
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Who funk it that this day will come
Cockroaches invade my desolate slum
Rats and snakes eve's scary creatures
Swear words drunken man best features.
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Blank document one
From Windows open wide
Allow rays from the Sun
To give life to my mind
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Yes I am jealous
From your every footprint
You leave behind
Heads turn around
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“Who are you? ” Time asks me with a sigh,
And my family tree echoes with a loud cry!
I feel sick to my stomach and I feel blue…
I answer as I tremble: “I wish I knew.”
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Come join me at Bar 2016 and dine with me,
Where the wine is sour; and the bread is stale,
And no New Year's resolutions,
Start of this year's dreamers,
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Tonight I slipped on a banana peel
I fell backwards and scarred my pride
Disfiguring scars covering my heart
Hurt less than the day you left me!
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Leaking Pen Biography
Words music to my ears Music beat of my heart Don't ask me to choose They forge the same coin **************************** I am a cloud, a gentle rain that been in Wellington, Zahle, Minneapolis and Sydney My Heart dwells in Paris and love of Poetry I am Paul, I am Boulous, I am Pablo, but most of all I am all heart, I celebrate your life into mine, we are one and the same, lead me to your truth, I share mine with you openly. (Leaking Pen) Paul or Boulous Marcha my footprint on Earth.)
The Best Poem Of Leaking Pen
Grandma's Cookie Jar
I wish I could make you laugh, do you remember
When children purposely let go of a fart?
They giggled like the world had no end.
Laughter free from guilt; pure and innocent,
Or when they snuck behind grandma sleeping like a rock
And entangled their hands inside her precious cookie jar
And laughed and laughed as if time is one big joke,
And crumbled each cookie- delight in the theft-
I wonder which act gave them the greatest joy?
To gobble each crumble or the mischievous theft,
Reason to believe the second trumped the first.
Hark me back to childhood year's make-believe,
When the world was as big as grandma's cookie jar
Yet small enough to explore from book to book.
March 10 2014
Copyright Leaking Pen 2014
Rev Nov 6th 2014
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