Introspection Quatorzain Poems

Tree boughs scope me by window glass,
As the long night without stars pass
The moon out like dead rock— the last
Time dark mornings will be so...

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Boxed Souper

"I now wish I had your eyes...it wasn't yours, it never was." By the poet.

Still...
There have been a few too...

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Modern life

When goodness grows at snails pace,
When kindness in the life suffers,
And shrewdness keeps winning race,
And cheating and ditch buffers,

When best friends misunderstand,
When a dear...

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Today is a contemplative day.
Not a day of joy but of thought.
A wrestling of sorts within.
I hope to find some clarity.

What lies have I told...

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nothing moves,
silence!
echos of voices,past
awake!
faces appear,then
depart!
a tear trickles,
slowly!
the music plays,
faintly!
emotion erupts,
again!

regret whispers,
in pain!

Note:
a quatorzain is a stanza or poem of fourteen lines...

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Sex is not love as assumed...
so what's it's purpose?
To multiply?...

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