Sad Chapter Poems

Poets: Paciolo Pen Saint ft Nieolpen

The story of happiness no longer tempts me
They told me a lot about it  
It grows & disappears 
It...

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Date:   October  2045

Desharah was 16 years old today
October 5,  twenty- fourty five. She
Felt grown up  and alive. As she
Discussed with...

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You definitely wanna take me..
Through an endless path..
But i chose to opt out my own way..
I understand my story much better..
Than you could ever do..
So...

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I miss who I was when we talked every day 
Such joy and happiness, all you brought my way
Sacred feelings only you, could unlock inside me
Set...

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Grey Bane and the Dark Lord


Perched on a stalagmite jutting up from the floor
Hugo was staring at length across the cave
My eyes accustomed to the...

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Of Ghosts and Fiends in Twilight, Cont.


The battle was joined and I was the victor
But no spoils were I to partake of just yet
The daemon...

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Chapter Four of Mecham's Soul of America is about
racial equality, white supremacy and women's suffrage. 
These have been the primary issues of our times. 
Will...

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When it comes to us, we want to break free from despondency
When it comes to me, I don't want you to be angry at me
So,...

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A hollow feeling resonates
alas the chapter ends
What were the lessons that I learned?
How do I make amends?

Got lost between realities
a void within my soul
The loneliness...

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At my will, it began to glow a little with a startling tingle
Daring a series of slashes, I feel to be more at ease as...

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I have been on the road of recovery once again
Abandoned, but that’s alright – how have you been?
I hope you well in all you do…I’m...

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I thought this was done
That chapter was closed
And my memories froze
Days went by
Sometimes, I cried
And often, I just survived
My emotions get crazy
Every thought is racing
My...

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Drawing hope from heaven wells
Sketching tomorrow with charcoal
When did they start trimming stories
Extracting all the tiny pockets of my soul

Yesterday I took a breath
Forgot about...

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Night becomes day just as you say,
Etch of news flash greets dismal chimes;
Watch the new play upon the way.
Choice of wild dash sprays vitriol times,
Humour...

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I lay awake most of the night,
Although, I wasn't in too much pain,
Even though I tried to doze off,
I couldn't switch off my brain.
My hubby...

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