Short Int Poems

the wisdom of the owl
comes from lengths
of being perched and keeping watch
posture of a statue
int eh glow of a full moon
eyes piercing every move...

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I awaited a 
chance in adjustment
and in time,
was uplifted 
int a tune 
of the universe.
Now I can feel
a force of action
Strongly of time....

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now that iam  at the top
of the lot
i have a good life
to night
my mind
tell me not to be blind
of what i left bebhind
mabe am a sucess
i didn't forget
tho am int the jet set
with plenty of loot
am going back to
MY ROOTS...

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Golden horses run 
between the Sun 
 and the heavens ancient stones.
The cosmic wheels 
of existence disorderly 
cross int the spirit land.
A pair of crows
 play in a cube of sky;
as two doves sit subdued
 in black branches....

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Holds 
Each love
Anchored with
Reflections years
Tint

Sweet
Port keeps
All those loved
Cherished 'till time
Ends




... CayCay
March 17, 2019...

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I swim int he black abyss
I can not see the shore 
I can't feel my heart
My feelings are not mine anymore

Like a river, the teardrops flow
I am conquered by the black
It engulfs my soul
Once you've reached this point, there's no going back

Happiness is worlds away
My life is a blend of agony and pain
Misery fills all my days
When will I be me again...

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Be thou wet and seasoned,
for we are richly mulled
int the wine of quiet passions.

Catch my breath
in your hungry mouth,
bleed into my veins
as purple as wine.

I want you under and over
my wanting hand,
like a white dove
fluttering
with featherlight desires,

those needs
of the eternal flame
that will not
depart
my beating,
or un-beating heart,
nor ever wither....

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In the world of introverts and extroverts, she is unknown
She adapts herself with the person she attaches to
Is this a real place for her to be grown
Or just a mere illusion, still to be known.

Is being an introvert glorified to know the inner-self 
Or an extrovert connects to the world nicely
But what if she doesn't know who she is herself
Writing this poetry to express her feelings precisely....

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When the sun sinks behind,
I rise to see,
A world of darkness holding me,

The moonlight shone brightly ,
but it wasn't enough.
to break the darkness inside.

I was scared and blind,
I ran, never knowing,
what my next step will bring.

no chains bind me,
but I am prisoner here,
of darkness and despair.

This feeling clings me,
 i had no one to console,
int his world of darkness i am all alone....

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sun shining like fire
lighting up the morning sky
is creations first beauty
that was beheld by the eye
a phnemonon that could only be marred
by a fleeting cloud floating at ease
leisurely drifting across the horizon
hanging in front with a shadowy tease
until a wind current blows
the puff of white flies
caught in it's under tows
leaving the sun shining bright
as it raises int the sky
with extreme height....

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