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Tara Nelson Poem
War.
A word of strength and convection
Relation between
The world and passion
The sea bleeds red,
God's new defected creation.
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The blue butterflies
Swiftly flying through the park
Waking memories.
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Hear the wind whistle
My mind seeking promises
Enchanted I turn.
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Blackened baffled jewel
Your beauty shines as if ignited
Oh diamond eyed leper.
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Silver sparkles
Shivering softly
Sounding sympathy
Slowly stalking
Life.
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I’m sittin’ here just wonderin’
When my world wasn’t skew
Heavy fogs and windowsills
Were light and airy
Oh when my worries were few
Laugh for hours up until
We’d have to take on the day anew
Pink and purple flowers
Were bright and jolly
Oh when my worries were few
The changing seasons went along
When the cold came and brought us winter blues
Snowflakes and marshmallows
Were a delight and fluffy
Oh when my worries were few
The time would come and whisk us off
Weary and stressful too
Accusations and hypocrisies
Were alright and sometimes funny
Oh when my worries were few .
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Wasting away, crimson of death seeping through
Speaking through filtered tears
The whispered disclosed soothing words skewed
As the world shifts into abstract artwork, seared
My memories lie as awake as if you sat there still
The blackened storm shifts from dull to enlightened
Captured, the desired outcomes' gruesome kill
Sailing through unchartered lands , your expression not frightened
Flattened are the words that fill the inconsequential life
Fighting only left, death had triggered this belated strife.
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Thoughts pink with suspicion
Hearts skipping beats like a percussion
The time stopped, lost in contemplation
Confusion, convention, condensation.
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A smirk shown like a budding rose
My eyes close seemingly content
The color of the day surely shows
The minds happiness to the fullest extent
Within the heart something sinks deep
Though the world goes on happily
The heart not being able to hide when asleep
Truth all in one shown hysterically
Reality ending as the eyes prop open
Whispers of what had just taken place
The souls secrets an treasured token
Untied the bow of the angels white lace.
Condemned is the loveliness of day,
Until asleep, truth sits at bay.
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Blushing the pink arises
Seeping into this open wound
Like the love created by a child
The heart and mind dryly consumed
Racing, taking, its undecided
The Rose peddles drift on to the ground
The world, a memory lost and blinded
Swaying and fleeting, the lungs left breathless.
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