Short Daunts Poems
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The world is haunted
a virus daunts its victims
undoing voyage
racing minds fearful
afraid to let our soul breathe
challenge of ages
Fate's hand write the play
Every soul ought to play by its way;
It taunts the strong till they battle and yield
and daunts the weak to beg and plead;
Blossoms the dandelion
Renaissance premises ion
Borderline scripted small fonts
Newspaper article daunts
4/15/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Age, whilst do we more
And more aspect
Its own, the world's, its youth through
Strange, stranger daunts.
Not for what, cries, cheers
Manic-confused
Ran with, no resemblance bears.
Memory haunts!
if I could, I would but I can’t, so shan’t
enslaved by ego, I have endless wants
yet when the end draws nigh
deep sigh is our goodbye
nothing more to flaunt, as death itself daunts
28-May-2021
Foggy air
dims midnight vision,
my eyes beg to see
beyond the tip of my nose—
where night daunts.
My glasses
fogged by chilly wind,
holding back my steps,
darkness deepens my nightmare—
fog chills scare.
Darn
Dentist
Dreadful deed
Damned if you do
Dah! Damned if you don’t
Disturbing drill din daunts
Drat! Delectable doughnuts
Digging deep childhood cavities
Done! Drear disposition diminished
Displaying the dazzling disarming smile
"Twillight"*
A 'Swan' in town
can be found on
school ground --that's me
bored and off qi
rain daunts me --'till
I see him there...
can't help but stare
his eyes glare --so
aware...I thirst!
©deborah burch
4/10/2012
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*inspired by the book/movie: "Twilight"
Form: than-bauk
Arrival of dejection may be the acquirement of upcoming selection...
Applauses of today can be the daunts of tomorrow...
Weaknesses and flaws are all a part of perfect perfection...
If love is so selfless, then why required is the harness...
Tear the letters and burn away the petals...
For their selfish wordsmith have only engraved bitter pits ...
A sense of loss is a terrible feeling,
it leaves a hallow pit in one's stomache,
feelings of hoplessness daunts the spirit,
Loss, most people don't want to know it
and many run from it,
Loss means that there has to be a new beginning,
when the tables are turned around,
and the promise of winning becomes intoxicating,
Then loss would have been a passage paid for better things
to come.......
Society’s Eyes
Society sees me
As something I am not
As someone who is to be
In their society until they rot
But not everyone
Wants to be a part
Of what just anyone
Will be in, fast as a dart
Not everyone wants
To be represented by some
Who don’t know them, who daunts
In a way that is cumbersome
Because they don’t belong
In their perfect world, so so long
Written on January 22, 2020
Passion consumes my every thought.
Pounding rhythm thunders behind thoughtless actions.
Tunneled vision surrounded in blackening redness.
Seeing only her shadow in the blinding light.
Shivers shudder my spine as nearness daunts me.
What if?
And if then what else?
An unfinished sculpture crashes to the floor.
A wet canvas bursts into flame.
Does she even know my name?
Storm ends in dripping sunlight
Bent maples wave in slow relief
As the street begins to steam.
I lay in bed and try to sleep,
Pray the Lord my soul to keep.
But I fear
A past that haunts me
A future that daunts me
And I wish you were here,
To hold me and love me.
My sorrow takes hold,
And I try to be bold
But
Why didn’t you love me?
Why won’t you love me?
I’m Loveable
I try so hard to be
But Nomatter what I do
Nothings enough for you
So it’s not enough for me.
Need you here, need you here so badly
Daddy I just want to go home
I don’t belong here.