Long Solaces Poems

Where’s a hero when we need one?
Get rid of the villain with a silly, little gun
I ricochet like the bullets that hit Superman,
But he was shielded best he can…best he can…

Driving through dystopia town, dystopia...

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[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted...

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Fear of Tremor
The day in the mid of twelve
I was on mid road and felt dizziness in head 
Thought arose a fit of sugar
Compelled to lie down kneeling the earth

No sooner hands touched the pitch
Plying...

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Lustrous laureled leaves in autumn silently reap,
Brown bland blisters of trampled grey soil in bay,
Glorious golden glee blankets my dreams in sleep.

Withered warm whispers in wet pastures seep,
Midway merging November winds to Winter neigh,
Lustrous laureled...

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Peace, peace and tranquility of mind
Peace and submission to life, whither my soul it wishes to bind
Or whither it wishes to have it freed
Whichever, the silent night does be made of its own creed

How engulfing,...

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Love is a treasure, all of us may hold,
It carries us through life, never to be sold.
It shows us mercy while other attributes do not,
solaces our soul and simply can’t be bought.

Treasures we are seeking;...

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A voracious search


Yesterday I met him he was alive like me
Assured to pay dues of life building confidence
Knowing though the cycle of life
Uncertain about when and why
Death bell can come to knock alarmingly why while!

I...

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Receptive to the pulse of quiet vibration
Quiet, my closest companion sensation
I go down into my silent garden location
Calm and darksitting in isolation

Silence softly speaks to me
Solaces, grasps, I personally with glee
Within the light of the...

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Why night, isn't the same as day, 
Why always pain, no ease for one;
Why was I born, what destiny I have;
Why fate isn't always the same, 
Why one is poor the other is rich;
Why I...

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Symbolic poetry communicating your vision. 
Also, a crowd, standing and shuddering. 
The world is as yet miserable; who solaces? 
Demise resembles water, then again. 
In their streams, what occurs. 
Abels relatives are the people. 
Cains...

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So called 'love',
Is not always sweet;
Sometimes sour, 
Sometimes bitter;
Yet cohere together 
In all sad and joy;
Thoughts may vary,
As the individuality of one;
Fight may betide,
Without perennial pain;
Hearts and souls together
Tie up in unravelling knot;
Longing rises from...

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And so not knowing her I miss her terribly,
Of all the fire and possibilities,
Stuttering solaces,
The lake in the summer…
I want some, can I have some?

And so not knowing the lake I miss it terribly.
And I...

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