Branches
an assumed relationship
parts and whole
impossibly seem to
convince that a tree
is a tree~~
It was just a dream but I have a headache from tears I never shed.
It was just a dream but my breath is racing.
It was just a dream but my heart is still thudding in my chest.
It was just a dream but the pain still pulsates throughout my entire body.
It was just a dream but I still feel their hands on me.
It was just a dream but I still hear the echoing of their whisper.
It was just a dream.
It was just a dream.
It was just a dream but why does it feel so real?
It was just a dream.
It has to be just a dream.
Please let it just be a dream…
She said, her hubby climbed Mount Everest
High places are his great refuge and zest
Convincing friends to believe
They noticed her deep front cleave
And said, we’ve figured out how high is crest.
It's not enough to listen to the stars
i need to be attentive serenader
to sing them with joy
and convince them to shine forever
Where do I find that golden slippers?
Or even find the perfect feet to fit in?
How do I wear them either?
For they need a significant other...
How am I suppose to own them?
For their golden value becomes weary if not worn in a while?
Oh golden slippers I see you slipping through my fingers.
How do I keep them shining?
How do I secure them from rust?
Until I find the perfect feet to fit in?
No more convincing proof of God's existence than a flower's beauty and fragrance!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 July 2017
Consternation Can Be Convincing
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Speak, oh so softly
and make it sincere,
hold your tongue, say no more now,
for they'll start to fear
Reach out and touch them,
take hold of their hand,
release them, let them go now,
for they understand
Look into their eyes,
gaze ever so deep
turn your head, look away now,
as they start to weep
Search for an answer,
for that's what you do,
there's always an answer
but rarely, they're true
Dig deep inside you,
look into your soul,
you'll see there's no conscience,
there is but a hole?
The price for your lies
is ever so steep,
do whatever you need to,
for you then, to sleep
How can I convince you that you mean the world to me? Maybe I should start by saying you are the first thought when I wake up in the morning till the last thought when I go to sleep. Then I should tell you, you are my reality and without you I would be a falling star not caring about life; living in my personal hell.
Babe I know I cannot live without you in my life but how can I convince you when we haven’t known each other more then a year. I want you to know that I love you beyond anything, anyone that I have ever loved before. I would give anything to be with you forever because you are everything I can ask for.
You are my world, my universe, my life. Babe I do not know how else to convince you besides telling you I never want to lose you and I will love you Forever.
You've been hurt so many times before, that you're afraid of what's in store.
Maybe it would be best, if you wouldn't detest, take a simple test.
So you're destination you'll know, and you won't be afraid to go.
This is the deal, you've got to get real, with yourself and with God, you can't
always be odd.
This is the dare, or else you go where? Don't you know where those
people on the fence go? They go down, into the ground, for infinity and beyond.
It's so hot down there it would burn you, Hon.
Anyway, I came here to say, the devil owns the fence. And if you don't repent
now you may never get the chance.
The welfare of your life depends on you, that's the end of this poem.
What are you going to do?
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