Into The Void
...A bright star being birthed in cyberspace,
or supernova fading out of view…
A proud creator notes its proper place
atop a list of things wondrous and new.
The world collective holds its breath ...
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Categories:
compassionless, star,
Form: Sonnet
Compassion
...Compassion
That which doesn’t kill us
Ironically makers us stronger
The tough life we’ve experienced
The abuse we’ve had to conquer
Many arrogantly judge the actions
Compassionless - distur...
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Categories:
compassionless, abuse, anger, angst, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
Societies Shame
...Societies Shame
02/09/2018
Toothless grin implores
Pleading eyes so pained
People passing ignore
Beggar should be ashamed
Compassionless society
Lazy get a job
Regardless of sobriety
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Categories:
compassionless, community, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
All Alone, All Along
...I was on a swing
Bring us peace in mind
In the end, I had to get off of it
I was dancing for hours
I found my place above the city
My eyes begin to water…
Life’s a bother –
A real, big bother...
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Categories:
compassionless, change, courage, dedication, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
The Old Man
...He stood there
Grey hair dirty, long
Unwanted
His grubby shirt faded
Old
Eyes sad, torn
No one
No home
Dirty bag holds food
Pushed aside
Misplaced
Stared at
Stared from
His frame of
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Categories:
compassionless, social,
Form: Free verse
Ray of Light
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Ray of light
Shining bright
Help me feel
Beyond the steel
of the compassionless face
Lacking grace
Ray of light
Ignite the flight
of the innocent child
Whose carefree wilds
Em...
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Categories:
compassionless, childhood, social, me, me,
Form: Rhyme
Good Morning - East West North South 1/2
...Good Morning 1/2
East West North & South
Birds and flowers said, Good Morning to not yet visible Sun
The Butter flies, Black bee and the Honey bee, spread their wings,
While hovering on o...
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Categories:
compassionless, imagination, life, love, naturenature,
Form: Free verse
Hunting Births
...If I were the compassionless sort
without regard for flowing sanctity,
and if hunger more dire than thirst
rocked through me with stings true,
I would think of babies as morsels
of puffy flesh m...
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Categories:
compassionless, allegory, satire
Form: Free verse