Short Pearce Poems

The softness of your skin, your lips pressed against mine the touch of your finger tips caressing across my chest, ignites the fire of my Love. Your eyes Pearce through my soul capturing the true heart at my inner core.  Never does my love waiver from your heart....

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His pain is so deep
 , it pearce his very soul,
 The Depression takes control, slowly each Day, he slips away, 
 To a place unknown to me, as i sit helpless to his pain.
 All i know to do is embrace 
 him in my undienig LOVE,
  ONE day his pain will be NO more ,
 And  this Deamon called Depression will fade away, 
and his Soul will be restored and Happiness will take controll....

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Oh Ireland i have seen your beauty
 I have seen your hatred too
 I have heard the songs of rebellion
 The war of words,the words of death.
 You remember Pearce,Connolly and Mcbride
 You forget the children who have died
 Died because of your ignorance
 Died,because of you,the people
 Who stand and watch,then turn away
 When will you learn that no-one wins
 In the game of war and hate
 But everybody loses
 For you, is it too late ??...

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Nature calls from under bush.
Rain floods from the sky.
Wet grass soaks my feet.
Wind carry me as the cold
freezes me to the bone.
Branches scratch my limbs.
Thorns pearce my flesh.
Mountains bang against my
knees.
When i cry.
When i cry angels hear my
pain.
Foodless stomach, sleepless
eyes.
Womanless groin
Angels hear when i cry.
Dry thoart, dry tears, cracked
lips, crying spoiled baby
sounds.
Head on the ground
Angels hear when i cry....

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