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Poetic Eyes Gone Blind

I no longer search my memory I no longer use my pride I've loss the desire for liberty I no longer speak for life What I've said hundreds of times I'll repeat no more Time has had it's passage and totaled up the score Love has used it's powers both human and Divine untold endless hours dedicating my creative mind I've suffered the tears while writing when injustice and love were fighting Discribed the beauty I saw with God's intentions totaled in awe These are words of an empty shell The mother of peril still shinning pausing slowly here and there with rhyming still providing The old ghost it still lives relationship more take than gives imagined love unmasked as doubt the weapon of fantasy I now live without I created once a world to inspire filled it full with realities desires never once believing I was a liar just another member of a silent chior poetic eyes gone blind with time loss of perceptions creative eye's I now lie buried with a motor of rust A poetic heart I no longer trust

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 3/26/2023 8:12:00 AM
Watch out some one may aquire you at a Knock down price, clear off the rust and Tell you, you must..Write a in way yet to be Defined' surely take some care withold your Mind, repudiate before it gets late you never Know they may love hate.' You won't be yours A horrible state. Its best to have caution.' Yours truly. A mate.!
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Date: 11/29/2022 10:21:00 AM
I often wonder if the inspiration to write will just run out one day... Then, late at night, that nagging voice always comes back to me... You give the reader much to think about with this interesting write. Really well done, John!
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Date: 7/19/2022 1:37:00 PM
wow, so poignant, John. VERY good writing from you.
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Date: 9/23/2020 4:18:00 AM
Sorry about your rusted motor. Enjoyed reading your work. Sara
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Date: 7/8/2020 2:02:00 PM
The disillusionment of the heart is deeply felt in this wonderful piece John. I can relate so well because of this pandemic, I am not feeling inspired either. I am saving this to my faves. It was so nice hearing from you after such a long time. Blessings and Aloha, Connie
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