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Details | Epitaph | |

The Unknown Soldier

I stand at your grave.
I do not know your name.
I know not where you are from.
Where you fought,
nor where you died.

The horrors and pain you suffered,
were not in vain.
The death and destruction brought you pain.

I weep at your grave,
for the life you gave.
I weep for the Mother,
that gave you that life.

I kneel before your grave.
I bow my head in gratitude to you,
The Unknown Soldier.
Forever Remembered.


Details | Fibonacci | |

With Unknown Aplomb

Me, I am thee, she naked Amidst bodies, I interject myself upon he With unknown aplomb, reaching sexual crescendo He now lies spent, taken to the limits orgasmically, by she, me, naked I . Syllables counted from 'The Free Dictionary' differing from the 'Soups'


Details | Free verse | |

Unknown

Am I a dove, a snake or a bear?
Like a bandage my words mend and heal
but my bitter tongue bites back
a venomous rage of uncertainty and deceit
and I feel as if I am fighting foe after foe
my thick pelt puncturing blow after blow
yet no enemies there are, within comprehension
or is thick fur masking my vision?
Be I a lion or a fox? Confronting fears headstrong or running and fleeing on.
Could I be the monster from whom must I hide?
My cogent thoughts a weapon concealed in my shadowy mind?
I fear I am becoming lost in the great unholy scheme,
a fool searching for the unsearchable with no success but failure
Unclarity is the only clarity in which I have come to know, or do I know nothing?
Perhaps I am a bat, 
built on thin wings with blind purposeless eyes
my own mind the cavern which enervates my very soul 
into this decrepit state.
However I am no more lost than all the others, yet still I drown
and gulp for air unfound,
the only strength within reach mine own. 
Or does it originate somewhere else? 
Perhaps those whom I hate I love
and simply poison their image within my understanding.
Perceiving the world through my eyes, all is gray,
like a wolf I hunt, my prey is meaning. 
But the harder I dig into these questions
the more deeply I fall, lost in deceptions.
Now I see something new and explained
I find myself through this mystery and vanity
I am oblivion.


Details | ABC | |

UNKNOWN TOUGH

Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted space,afflicted with 
a fadeth beauty in a warried 
case..si-lent,the meant prey.....

Ho-ly mem-ory,killeth the-
ory,hearted fallen,lo-ve 
broken,tears shameful®...

Spoketh of their taketh 
fate,fai-lure recorded f-rom 
unfortune dayz,,spited in only 
phrase the plenty words that 
murdeth their date.....what 
else? Is life not a broketh 
rake...
Vani-ty upon van-ity, all a 
sincereth meaning....Thou 
knoweth,wisdom keepeth.


Details | ABC | |

UNKNOWN TOUGH

Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted space,afflicted with 
a fadeth beauty in a warried 
case..si-lent,the meant prey.....

Ho-ly mem-ory,killeth the-
ory,hearted fallen,lo-ve 
broken,tears shameful®...

Spoketh of their taketh 
fate,fai-lure recorded f-rom 
unfortune dayz,,spited in only 
phrase the plenty words that 
murdeth their date.....what 
else? Is life not a broketh 
rake...
Vani-ty upon van-ity, all a 
sincereth meaning....Thou 
knoweth,wisdom keepeth.