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Dillon Lehrer Poem
Lay in slumber of your solemn sleep
Leaving behind those who weep
Cry into the deaf air
Only silence will answer
Your life will remain in plight
Lay in slumber of that solemn night
Tattered memories cry down weary cheeks
Flowing into the forgotten sea
Rapids that rage the most remain unseen
Lay in slumber under that solemn stream
The memory that burns the most
Is that you chose the life of a ghost
Lay in slumber under the wings of your new host
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Not a Star
but a Sun
for stars are for gazing
and suns are for living
one million stars to light up my night
one sun to light up my day
when it rises I smile
when it sets I cry
I stand and stare
as I say goodbye
waiting for yet another rise
as the earth shuts its eyes
I’ll do the same
I dream of no stars
neither constellations nor comets
just one sun
that lights up my life
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I hope to see you soon
my oasis in the scorching heat
quench my thirst for love
shade me from the rays of loneliness
Free to roam the infinite desert
yet I beg for the captivity
of emerald green palm trees
and sapphire blue lakes
A glimmer in the distance
a shimmer on the horizon
does here lay my garden of eden
in these planes in oblivion
I approach to see the reality
just a mirages’ trickery
the imagery that appeared so real
still hides her face in this desolate place
A forgotten feeling to remember
lost again in a world so harsh
left with a greater thirst
and a weakened soul
I know salvation exists
my oasis in the scorching heat
with every brief glimpse of fantasy
I come closer to my final reality
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Grey scales paint the eerie atmosphere
realistic fiction portrayed in my docile mind
I find myself
atop the highest part
of a crumbling castle
The spectral fog settles
revealing her secrets
Draped in a vivid dress
of baby blue
lined with daisies
She stares out of the shattered
stained glass window
into the firebreathers abyss
Volts shred my veins
as she sways
and faces me
Rivers of ruby red flow from shoulder to fingertips
glistening in the moonlight as they raged on
Silver streams of tears glide down her cheeks
which hold a pale rosy hue
Still gripping the lightning struck sand
still dripping with fresh depression
She manages a sorrowful smile
that screams, “help me…”
But I cannot
for I am chained
and can’t move
Emotionally she whispers
I love you baby
Giving into gravity
she embraces the wind
I awake
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An inexplicable feeling,
Naked to the human heart
A cold to catch,
Or a butterfly
Take hold of the rains,
Or wallow in their wake
Lay in slumber of your solemn sleep,
And take time to weep
For the soul you’ve called home,
Has gone away and flown
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The river swiftly swayed through the forest.
For many years I’ve rowed this hollowed log,
followed every crease and bend,
through white sands and murky stills.
And it seems I have forgotten why.
I look to the shoreline and fantasize,
to beach, and sleep with the snug, serene grass,
my toes wrapped in the blanket sand,
but the current leads me downstream.
Who am I, to bout what nature says?
I am man, on the immortal river.
Sorry, but I can’t make south rotate north,
I shall stay a pawn, a paddler,
floating down, broken oar in hand.
And now, I am all but remembered.
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creep into that wasted house
no structure to reinforce
what has been hollowed out
one day soon these walls will collapse
and the cause will be chiseled in the ashes
Relapse
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