Pain Lines Poems

When words collide with thoughts of love
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Between happiness and depression
My age and it's regression,
The signs of borderline
The grey lines between emotions
Inaudible anger, hidden sadness, with a hint of secret regression, 
Filled...

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My skin is a delicate porcelain.
Never used, and well taken care of because it is fragile.
Always on display because fragility is beautiful until it actually...

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I
Graters are for preparing meals
Not for hearts
Diaries, memoir notes are private
Not for phoney pastors
Sometimes a grated heart tells horrors endured because of pastors

II
Lines between advice...

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Lines,
Not of cocaine,
Not of paint, 
Or kids,
Lines of blood. 
After the emotions have built a fire in my body
Large enough that it's a 5 Alarm
Alarming....

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Poets are a special breed
who share their thoughts 
and emotions through rhyme.
Now and then
you can sense their pain
when you read between the lines....

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I studied your vital signs 
as time was in question,
clinging to undulating lines.
I studied your vital signs,
emotions mirroring their declines,
desperate for a receptive expression.
I studied...

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Greetings to Muhammad ??? ???? ???? ????
Wherever you write his name
Plz write my greetings to him
Where you mention my name
Plz write me as slave to...

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My Name
Let my name remain with you,
This is good illusion for me,
Let this foibles remain with you.

Distance Between Us
Distance increases till ruin,
She was sitting in...

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A Great Fun
We do majestic on the day of justice,
She will say plz keep quiet for God sake.

Your Misanthropy
Your every verbum has tranquility,
I'm starving for...

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To whom shall I declare my truest faith,
When 14th knocks on layman's humble home,
Bewitched by cruel Cupid's loveless wraith,
That stops me from exploring Kubla's dome?...

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‘Tis not a sword, but mightier, the ink but darkened blood.
It takes me to the lofty peaks or rolls me in the mud.
It hands me...

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REMEMBERING  ??

9/8/20. (Witten for Michele Embry Madison
                 In...

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All the world in fear
the danger's presence near
the evil that we do
is driven by what ever you
want this world to be

And is it you
or is...

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To Kiss Each Morn, Color Outside The Lines

Once each day brought, only torturous pain
as dull axe, slow cutting against hard grain
Dawn cast shadows that this...

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