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Luke Stashak Poem
Where Hell flirts with heaven,
Where Death envy’s life,
There I sour through the
sound silence of the night.
Where darkness resents light.
Where sin is beaten down by grace
It must be a daunting sight,
to be confronted by my face
Where demons battle angels.
Where good turns to evil.
flinch fingers rubbed the candles,
lighting them up in a upheaval
Where rainbows dances with the skis,
Where money poisoned men’s souls,
How could you be the tangible lies?
For those told by watering holes.
Where hearts are turned to stone.
Where earthly bodies fade away to a dust.
My mighty king sat high on his throne,
looking at the lands through the eyes of lust.
Where music tells everyone's story
Where pain is the antidote to hopelessness
How do I give all mighty God glory?
Is all that I do is marinate in brokenness.
Copyright © Luke Stashak | Year Posted 2016
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Let's retreat where secrets are protected by trust
Let's retreat where dystopia and utopia are no longer envying enemies
Let's retreat where there no venom is found in the fangs of the serpent
Let's retreat where the foundation of our souls don't look like the surface of the moon.
Let's retreat where fiery ashes turn themselves into a blissful oblivion
Let's retreat where the crystal starry waters quench the thirst of the forsaken
Let's retreat where demons get a bachelors degree in becoming an elegant angle
Let's retreat where dreams is our reality and reality is our dreams.
Copyright © Luke Stashak | Year Posted 2017
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For shall the almighty dance with wickedness
Freasting darkness solidifies clashing swords
Forsaking us illuminates our lust for fulfillment
Attributes for grace heightens desolation’s plot
Fiend mends the holy terror back to life
Your gracefulness is deafening to us sinners
Exuberant romance awaken golden hour twilight
Lightlessness fuel starts to shed our midnight skins,
Letting us rejoice among the self-righteousness waters
Perplexing there was no storm in the Lords
Storms among harts in airlings wings has forsaken ourselves
Copyright © Luke Stashak | Year Posted 2016
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What an elegantly sight to see
Girls say: “Let me be her please!!”
Looking at her drops me to my knees
Beautiful human being, i won’t disagrees
Goddess looks, my soul is at ease
Looks like a anime girl from the japanese
Love her face ones, makes my heart freeze
How can anyone in this world can not believe?
That one’s beauty is only found deep in seas.
Unlocking such looks can only be with keys
Copyright © Luke Stashak | Year Posted 2016
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You are currently the author of my pain.
Everything I did for you is now in vain.
How do I keep myself from going insane?
When all my thoughts are anchored to you with a chain.
I think I have gone way too far,
to where I found myself on Mars.
How can I hide all these of scars?
when the universe paints you through stars
Condemned by your false accusations
Still loved you without hesitations.
All I feel now is hopeless paralyzations.
How do I move on without your inspirations?
My tongue still dances behind my lips for you.
I will jump, skip, from this like a rat kangaroo.
Your love was a poison that almost broken through
Making mind and heart came together to say: “Who?”
Looking at my future through pessimistic eyes,
Telling me that I was your Nobel Peace Prize.
You and I’s love were once called allies.
For though are only tolled in silent cries.
Your golden wings of airling were a lure.
Eradication of my heart I couldn’t endure.
Will retreat to lands where the angels soar.
The name of you will be pronounced no more.
Copyright © Luke Stashak | Year Posted 2016
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