Mystery Hurt Poems

They said,
"Fake it till you make it".
I faked my life,
I faked my soul,
I faked it all the being of my being.

She said,
"Just try little harder"
I...

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I burn the midnight oil 
To fuel these thoughts that are nocturnal 
Pen and paper is my late night affair 
Hours and owls that chime...

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Why does your memory haunt me like a ghost 
I see you when I wake up
I see you around the park
Back in the backwoods with...

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I hope you would still remember me as we were,

every time you see pristine 

passing pomegranate hues of the horizon.

When clouds smear our unspoken love...

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Serious is mysterious to me
    I'd rather be delirious

  For when you are too serious
    you might become...

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Reading fun books all day
Renews life with a smile
Romance-tears~mystery
Reading eyes feel heavy
Running book down my lap
Read pages into life
Red hot dreams are in sight...

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I love reading fun books
Life is in the pages
Humor~tears~mystery
Reading eyes feel heavy
Book slips down to my lap
Dreamland I am headed
Pages coming to life...

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In the depths of my soul, a mystery lies,
Unfathomed reasons that make me cry
Tears, silently flowing without known reasons,
Uninvited they flow without a cue,
A problem...

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Ending without an end leaves a space for a perfect ending,
My love becomes eternal and our desire never dies…

The unfinished story could be anything,
A beautiful...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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The yellow rose is filled with sunshine and joy,  
she says welcome back or good luck.  


The red rose tells a story of...

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Do we break the mirror of life,                  ...

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The recipient
Weathered expectations 
The heaviness was unable to hold.
I fell. Not on purpose.
I was new to this too.
My warmth was a mystery.
You saw me crumble.
I...

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When death, like silence 
Creeps into or sleepy lives

We feel the moorings untie 
The threads that tangle our lives

We feel the currents of emotion upend...

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