Sorrow Magic Poems

In the days of wine and roses
April showers fresh the air 
Garden sculptures change their poses
Streets are leading everywhere
Sun is shining through the curtain
Through the...

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The offer to have and to hold can never be withdrawn.
All that one really possesses is their life.

Obviously it couldn’t go from bad to worse,...

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I will follow you wherever you go and cast myself.
I will be larger than life or small as adorable Irish elf.

I, the Shadow master will...

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Because of poverty 
My family could only offer an iron
Using burning coal
It looked big, heavy and clumsy
To keep the coal burning hot
I had to fan...

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Laughter threads its way through my thoughts
Brimming with pleasure, proof that – “together”
Is easier, more beautiful and exhilarating – 
Than whatever might be found in...

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In doom light, I see all that is & 
Ever was, I see all the façades 
Stripped away n callouses 
Tearing away all the love...

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Together forever, at cost
It is time I knew why all’s lost
As one we were, so calm, so gay
Then destroyed, our loyalty tossed   ...

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All in darkness sinks my moral muses 
All in darkness binds my infinite, mind…
All in darkness breaks my will 
  
  The last...

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Dark devices turn deep inside. 
Churning in deep secret places,
Long lost to angel staring eyes. 
Hallow and dark stains seep
Into what is and what will...

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Down secret streets, I glide
Down boulevards that twist and turn
Down the lanes of lost imagery 
I have seen in vacant rooms
Of awakenings
Of wandering shadows
Your eyes...

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Name a situation and Enrique Iglesias has melodious lyrics emotionally scripted.  He is so good at sharing emotions. 
Here’s my attempt for a companion...

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Dreading is pointless once a glorious light slithers our sight.
Vanishing years of yearning, a pure heart laden with optimism.
Gleaming soul with a bright angel at the...

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Magnolia bloom pale 
white like moonlight 
hurricane shutters creek
a sultry night wanes 
restless sleep 
ceiling fans beat 
quiet absent rhythm 
a soft breeze 
I lay...

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The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper - W.B. Yeats


There is magic in the twinkling eyes
Of a...

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I was attending a birthday party, once when summer was young.
We played games on the back lawn, beneath the huge orange sun.

Colorful birds were tweeting,...

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