Poet Dragon Poems

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People aren't born for what they do, but what their parents dream.
People don't grow for growing's sake, but for the future's gleam.
People don't live to one day die, they live to put off dying.
People don't work to build themselves, they work to stave off crying.


What was there left of her
after the bad men touched her?
What fragile sense of wonder shattered?

Fear Not To Love, Fear Not

I greet the burden of your soul
and wonder if your heart is whole
when one can hold it out to share
beware of love, beware.

Poetry And Prayer

When hopelessness or passion's throes ignites us,
lost emotion casts confusion everywhere.
When hatred of our flesh's prison grates us,
how much easier is forgetting that we care?

Short, Mad

Pierced by an arrow,
pierced by a phrase
Killed by a sentance,
trapped in a maze

Comes Death (A Song)

'Out the window lies the future,
where we can see, but never reach her.' - P.N.

All the world is hopeless,

Questions From A Bi-Polar Freak...

Why the rage? Why the burden?
I can dropp it all without a second thought
except to linger and spread word of handsome things

Praecaveo Lectoris (Reader, Beware)

We watch the fireflies flicker
dim and dangerous in the darkness
and dream of stars above so bright
that they outshine the moon

Glasses Half Empty

They are glasses half empty,
and hearts half full,
riding their dreams until their courage fails them,
stopping halfway

Across America

He traveled to the canyon,
and thought it worth its name
a canvas for the sunset's gleam
to luminesce with flame

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