Sad Ballade Poems

11 years of pushing back the tears 
11 years of shutting myself away in my room
Of drinking my pain away on this day 
I almost...

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1066
Sad day on Senlac Hill.
King Harald takes an arrow 
Through his royal eye.
And that Norman bastard
Duke William steals his crown.
Though it’s embroidery, 
Not tapestry, tells...

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It might seem silly what I’m ‘bout to say
Fun rhyme is here. You can make a cake.
I’m a hot bear buffoon that could easily race.
With...

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Contemplative moment


 Late October if has rained but stopped
the town is green air mild and gentle, but no jubilation
no flowers grow.
Seed slumbers in the soil.
The...

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On a wind-tossed day at Port Gale
I saw a small ship out at sea,
amidst the tall white-caps it sailed,
though it did so clumsily,
pitching back and...

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Days come and go with the morning and evening star,
tempered dreams and conclusion by all means so far.
Tears from the subtle of some despair,
how did...

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By invitation from a trusted friend, 
a medium intervention took place and I went.
The building set in the thick forest by a shimmering lake,
some broken...

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The in duration of pain,
have many colors to gain.
Tattoo’s, scarification, piercing,
are some hues of pain liberation.
Every competitive sport has its threshold,
for the intimate courage to...

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The feeling of wanting someone
I cannot have haunts me
The feeling of her getting someone else
Also haunts me

The feeling of seeing her sad
Haunts me
The feeling of...

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There's always that one tear to hide
Always that broken peace we want to hide
There's always that smile we have to force
Always that little toughness we...

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There were two birds,
The two birds lived together.
One day when they were flying,
They caught by the storm,
One of the birds falt down
And died.
When the storm...

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The church has given up on me.
Giants of bureaucrats sit on their thrones
Referred to as justice
They have their agendas
Call it by any other name
I call...

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give your tears to time
let them run over my forehead
in waves of goodbyes
like tides of isolation
like this bitter fruit truth

still i wanna be the earth...

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minute broken pieces of glass and gold
no consoling embrace and warm arms to hold
alchemy at it’s finest, rejected in purifying the soul 
for love has...

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King Arthur had a lightning rod. Guinevere found him trying.
His vassals though profoundly odd were far more satisfying.
In martial arts he did excel. At other...

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