Wedding Seasons Poems

It's always at dawn
It's always in the shadows
That the criminals rob
The innocent as well as the guilty
It's deep in the dark night
That we forget on...

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They are my lucky pants, they come with me wherever 
They are my lucky pants, we will always be together 
They are navy blue nylon,...

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Multicolored paintings of the sun in the dawn,
Romantic restlessness of birds insomniac;
Whispers of gentle breeze with the buds newly born,
Hide and seek of butterflies and...

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Winter is a bitter goddess, freezing cold, but also blue and white dazzling.
She sparkles with a glitziness that rivals a virgin’s wedding gown.
Spring refreshes, revitalizes,...

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Colors of life, fertility, sanctity fly
Aromas include sweetmeats, coconut, fire
There's flowers galore, honey, spices 
Not for meals only, but especially decoration
Focus now on the bride:...

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Life

Life is full of pain, 
and I don't know why? 

I do in fact...
know the Lord, 
I know Him... 
by name. 
He is with me....

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Ancestors

The poet's daughter 
and the painter's son
found true love 
in each other's arms. 
Together they were married.

Their children were many, 
their hearts were full. 
The...

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Rays of golden sun, at orange dawn, I enjoy...!
I wake up, hearing chirps of birds at four O’ clock;
At fifties! Yet, I feel, as though...

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Rules

In life, it is a give and take. 
However, for some it is just take and take. 
For others, it is only fulfilling to know
that...

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An old gentleman stood looking around,
At the resting place of his beloved wife.
He bent over and put a bouquet down,
And sang to her about the...

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In the 'Loss and Found' was found a treasure trove;
A divine mother lode that no mortal could muster.

Winter was there for those who liked it...

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Wedding rice from the sky. 
                   ...

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The End of Nothing

I am sitting...
waiting and thinking. 
Really going crazy, 
slowly insane. 
I am at home, 
trapped. (by discretion)

My guy is in the building....

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A Wooden Riddle

I walk through walls, 
but I'm not dead. 
(as they are unfinished) 
I try to keep the plans, 
locked in my head. 
From...

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Darting Arrows

Skippy shadows, 
at the corners of the walls, 
ceilings, and floors. 
Easiest seen by those that drink, 
do drugs, foreign or domestic. 
But they...

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