White Tiger Poems

Crystal flowers dipped in gold
Half a dozen, quickly sold
Very fragile and beautifully crafted
Heated glass, molded and blasted
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I sat on a rock, alone by the sea
I focussed on life and how it would be

The waves caressed the lonely shore
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While gentle waves caress the shore
Here I stand, again, once more
Somehow this ocean, brings me back
To a point in time, that I now lack
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He was an empty man, who did not care
And would show his feelings, outright rare
He was an empty man, at a quater to nine
Riding an elevator, with thoughts of a crime
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Dense shrubbery so profound
McCaws and monkeys playing around
While a lions roar, shakes the ground
And hyenna's are laughing like circus clowns
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Within my thoughts, lies a space
Where no time can erase
It's a thought of your smiling face...
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Got up this morning, very early
Didn't know where I was, eyes opened, barely

My body was in pain, my vision was blurry
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Weeping willows
Begin to cry
They seem to be sad
But cannot hide
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In you I have a special friend
One who cares and wont pretend

One who tells her thoughts out loud
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There is a path
There is a way
To a new beginning
A new day
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