Long Bygone times Poems

Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down upon us in their dark-sprit forms,
Whilst our unsuspecting mortal Earth...

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A Bohemian Maze of True Evil

Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down upon us in their dark-sprit...

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Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down upon us in their dark-sprit forms, 
Whilst our unsuspecting mortal...

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When I receive old magazines the first thing I seek as I flip through the pages, I find
Are the advertisements that bring to my mind the brands, fads, and trends that found favor in bygone...

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THE CRYING WILD CREATURES.
Nzongi Mwero.
Oh, we recall the bygone times,
The days of the golden past,
That chirping with our merry mates,
Flying around the parks,
Gone the joys of the nests,
That freedom restrained,
Coming at our will in parks,
But...

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I was reading Aristotle,
because I am just weird like that,
and as I poured through ancient words
I was presented with the fact
that what I read from classic times
saw far deeper then I can see,
he’s twenty-three centuries...

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Beams of sultry light.
Reflecting dim flight, 
As fireflies flicker and swarm,
Cascade around my form.
The book reveals its worn pages.
Drifting through the ages.
Memories of bygone times.
The splendor of those rhymes.
Shiny satin ribbons of blue,
Reminding me of...

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Billowing taupe clouds, hunker down and hem in the Peninsula,
The morning rips open
A glimpse of sun shone; a lemon curd slivers between slits of of silver illumination
The first hint of light glances up frothing crests...

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They keep me company - 
Old letters, yellowed pictures, 
Quaint artifacts and reminiscences.

I touch them with my fingers
Feeling remainants of the past, 
Somber sacraments my heart has treasured.

They help me through my days - 
While...

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Men are desires, untold stories,
Women are secrets, adorned in dreams,
Two different universes, searching for each other in the night,
Traversing each other's mystery, bewitched and hunters in a subtle chase.
They are the kings of the unknown,...

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Beneath long lashes, misty clad,
      Your limpid eyes are sometimes sad;
            They bring to mind a homeless waif
 ...

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The Hunter and Gatherers Lament.

Gone is our childhood
Our hunting and gathering,
Existence.
Gone forever lost to history.
Our innocence
Where black- boy plant is our spear.
The gift to the hunter.
The grasses a gift to the gatherer to weave.
Gone is...

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Find me.
You can always find me,
In the Land of Memories.
It's a lovely place to go visit,
When I'm lonely and just sit.
Or I can stand at the gate,
I don't have to wait,
Because before too long,
Someone nice...

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Memory's Melody

It sometimes seems
As though time streams
Through my mind
In a parade of dreams                      ...

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Amid the deceit and pain of this modern era,
one will be born
who shall embody bygone times and ways;
he will want naught more than an uncomplicated life,
to do what he must and be what he can.

Always...

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Upon the wings of time, we intertwined our spirits,
Seeking the harmony of eternity, a gentle ocean of song.
A kiss unfurled the creed of ancient silences,
And in a waltz, we joined, with suffering sealing a holy...

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Bricks of pain heaved on feeble frame
Hell’s ring tone in fragile ears
Exits incomparable in life’s little memory
A goddess gone, the pillar of a heart’s strength.

Lured above reason by fables,
By mean mortals of and kings of...

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She marks another birthday
by planting a flowering annual in a pot,
a forget-me-not for her forgetful mind.
Nowadays she primes herself
using visuals to clarify memories.

If at dawn, a pale moon lingers long enough
to marry a rising sun,...

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This lockdown has me locked out of your heart
Though closer than a thought, we're miles apart
The shroud of silence settles tightly in
My words die on my lips before they start

Outside a monster howls in constant...

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Gentle spring breezes softly sweep across my mind 
Bring rare moments sublime I could not lately find, 
Waft unexpected by the chamber of my now, 
Making me ask myself why strange winds care, and how...

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"For anyone who has felt like an outsider and wore a mask to be accepted, we owe a great deal to the LGBTQ+ community. Together we recognise we are individuals and that is beautiful"

Beyond the...

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Trying to recapture a time in our past,
is like trying to slow the flow of a river
with nothing but your hands;
it can't be done!
For many of my generation
our yesterdays seemed less hectic,
with a stronger sense...

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Walking amongst the shadows
In the heart of the night
A fall rain, in summer heat
Caresses thoughts of bygone times

In the heart of the night
It’s a full moon, shining upon my face
I walk into the mists of...

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Your arms locked around me with caution
    The rhythm of the dance ... love
    it has all the ingredients
    All the momens I will share with...

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I dream of simpler days
Of chivalry and blooming skirts
Of Innocence
When poetry flowed from the heart
And the love felt there was true
When joy was real…
Take my hand and lead me into the past, 
Your past
Let me...

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