The train pulling into the dance floor
Upbeat galore
Love, Peace, Music and Soul
R&B Hip Hop energized high
Music that doesn’t Stop
Dance Line Feel
Maneuvering associate
Rhythm smooth
Soul Train Rule
Portal Soul Train
Schedule of Dance moves
Flexibility center
Songs to dance along
Peace in spirit
Soul in heart
Music in amp
Love Embrace
Soul Train encounter
Soul Train Dance Front and center
Soul Train Minute.
It's done.
The flame doused, tears ebbed.
The hour I dreaded has come,
All feelings end.
It's here.
Numbed by long desperation
Beyond all pain and fear,
Estranged from emotion.
It's eternal.
Deaf to murmurs and whispers
Of souls, infernal.
I rise beyond shivers.
Stared at the ashes of burned bridges
Blank and free, stripped of emotion
Densely piled through the ages
Obscured from memory, no recollection
The scorching fire came not from inside
Unaware even that a tether exists
A consciousness bound in receding tides
Resembles a sun to an evening mist
Wasted by life’s strange concoction
Dampened hopes, dimmed sight
In a cobweb of confused emotions
Wildly spun, tangled tight
Lost while traveling the selfless road
Regret revealed what truly matters
Reached the isle of pain—cold and broad
Relief, now, found behind closed shutters
Solitude, a consolation offered
To an existence where others once lived
A need for what remains to be spared
When value, in the absence, is perceived
mercury marquis
built like a world war two tank
terrific first car
A wounded heart
An offense of conscience
Inner struggles
Inspirations?
Or in desperation do I dip this pen
Deep within the ink wells
So dreadfully crimson
My declarations
Upon this soaked paper bled
The verses LOUDER and BOLDER do shout!
My injuries from a cruel world
That must be heard!
Every rhyme and every reason
Catapulting out, through my stinging words
My soul melts into ink of quill
Becoming one
A channeling vessel
As the broken heart
Spills and spills
This is my message of life
Of how I lived!
The tragedy and torture…
Continues written and left unabridged
At the end...an ironic twist
For now, my heart resides in others
And agony lives on
From where before, it could never have existed!
As I look back over my shoulder,
I see him watching me
I know there can be nothing between us
Because I know he is a Marquis
And though I may love him
And I know that he loves me
There can be nothing between us
Because he is a Marquis
We were never meant for each other
But each other is what we want
But instead I am to be a Queen
Destined to daunt and flaunt
I can not marry him,
Love him though I may
He is to far beneath me
I’m to be nothing more than a display
A plaything to the King
Until his boredom kicks in
I’m nothing but a pretty face
He cares not what’s within
He doesn’t want a smart woman
Just someone to breed him sons
I happen to be his fancy, now
I’m soon to be undone
He knows not what is in my heart
Cares not that I don’t love him
All I want is a life of love
But my prospects are looking grim
So I wave farewell to the one I love
And proceed to the gallows ahead
And ready myself to marry the King
While wishing it was a Marquis instead.
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