L.P. Alexanders Poems

Call me traditional or technologically impaired,
But to pen my poems I preferred
On a piece of paper
Than to type them on a computer
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Lying on the ground
Hair: orange, yellow and brown,
The stage coming now
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The lost sight of his eyes makes
him look calm and relax
he is here next to me
but not with me
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Jailed Time

There...
Outside on the streets,
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This is the case:
Thy Angel face is full of grace
In the dark space and in this phrase.
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You lied once, twice and thrice
That is your sin and your vice
To me and to yourself, you lied:
You lie now right after your lies.
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The Beginning of the End
The End of the Beginning,
A combination of experiences
Some unfair, others fair,
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La blanka, rugxa kaj verda tempo
kun ornamajxoj kaj elektralumoj gxis en la kampo
La plej bela, cxarma kaj atendita sezono
kiam la felicxeco de la homoj atingas la ozono
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Everyday is very similar to the day before
Feelings are bleeding from the core of my heart
a deep place where I cannot look for anymore,
look for a remedy that were not tart.
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Lava flowing and destroying,
Thousands of small pieces, a pile of heavy ashes,
Damaged and deteriorated fertile land,
A perennial wound and...
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