Long Wans Poems

I discovered miscellaneous meaningless hodgepodge...

dating back circa: Age of computer antiquity
mine signature worthless gibberish
found Earthling dumbfounded
for further waste of time inquire
about trivial details constituting 
more'n six electronic new pages
the following an excerpt from book of
Matthew...

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I always liked the way she played with her hair....
across from the vast expanse of the bed,
legs up, with her back against the wall,
I saw what she felt....
and she could hold me with her deep...

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Why do I try?
When trouble comes,
Never just passes by,
Attacking all not some.

I live in pain,
The emotional strain
Felt all in vain,
The pain never wans.

The first time I
Had experienced this pain;
I truly did try,
It was in vain.

I...

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O' what wondrous visions doth this lovely woman dream
such wicked display of wanton perversion theme
She fancies a flirtatious rendezvous with immortal, untouchable death
but doth her soul ready herself to take that final trembling breath?

O' what...

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The Sea

Ever changing, ever moving,
Waters under the pull of a distant body.
Ever calming, ever soothing,
Maurarders of ever distant booty.

Try to tame lust for gold and nature,
Explore the Pirate in yourself and try to win.
The lust...

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A gentle hush falls over the pond
The crickets cease a morning song
The jewel-toned feathers, swiftly flew
With feathered friends, soon out of view
He looks out high, from tree top place
His wings must plunge on empty space
The...

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Happiness is fleeting
escaping through the folds
raping through memory
breaking through holds

It erases the bad times
it eases the rough times
but is gone before a second
gone again before the clock chimes

What an elusive thing
this happy medium in itself
foreign...

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Stepping from fall to winter
is a difficult journey for some,
our minds are still living in orange
as our surroundings turn white,
leaving us confused and in fright.

The warmth of the mighty sun wans,
replaced by chilly and biting...

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October Night Stroll

Dusk

till dawn

as amber

night wans till its

darkest dark; this is

your   vast celestial bliss.

There is  a nip  in the air,

stir  of October  autumn leaves

flickering  a blaze flight ...

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I realize I have reached the age of life...
Where time is but of stress and strife...	
Energy wans without direction...
Of useless knowledge regarding reprehension...
What we thought we knew was never the truth..
It was nothing but lies,...

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