Short Onlooking Poems

bang goes the bell
of death all value is gone
from wishes and wealth
not sure who will get the prize
onlooking watchers have watchful eyes
bang goes the bell of death to us all
so everyone before death to jesus please fall...

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Fire rising upto the statures   
She's sparkling splendid   
Arriving at ever more elevated   

Windblown, desolate  
Bringing warmth   
To onlooking eyes   
Brilliant sparkle, days end   

As the sun welcomes the skyline   
As the last kiss goodnight....

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fog slowly dropping
eerily rolling out 
a dense blanket
begins spreading
creeping over ground
invading forces

her cold fingers
twisting knots
touching slowly
trembles deeply
shivering in body
rattle bones
into the spine

dark souls dance
in a grey area 
clouds eyes 
without shadows
onlooking feasting sinners
within shawled emotions

casting black
falling  feelings
of moist darkness
weeping sadness
within deaths valley
lost in love...

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Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories,best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom,and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs,of what their parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here would just add to the scar....

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Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories, best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs, of what there parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here,would just add to the scar....

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