Short Steadier Poems

The squirming boy was almost too much
Barber Bill was getting aggravated
Did they always wiggle like this? He wondered
Actually, they did.

The thing is…
Barber Bill’s hands are not steady any more
He probably should not be cutting hair of small boys
But he will continue,

Believing himself much steadier
And younger than he is
Feeling twenty, instead of his sixty-four....

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My speed go slow
But my run go steadier
I know I am far from your fragrance
But I am sure to win your love
Singing birds inspire me on way
Sun fallow with sunshine
While I go tired
Garden of god make me fresh
I know structure of life
Sometime fall sometime rise
I have to come in front 
I have to remove fog of dark night
My vision about the truth
Make my way toward true rise
I have full faith on verdict of god
My mission to win your heart...

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The lights flicker
As the candle flame
As it grows weaker
And grows more dim
The howls are steadier
The feeling of grim
Drip drop
The sound of blood
I try to hold my breathe
That's too much
The stench
Too much death
Voices wailing
Of pain
And of agony
We're alone
But nothing is sure
As long as they exist
I'll live
Continuing my journey
With blades side by side
They'll tremble before me
Rise blood hunter


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A role I’ve become with no recollection
Of when
Or why it became me

But it has 

And I look at your eyelashes when we’re lying beside each other 
And I understand a little deeper 

How a woman can mold herself to be another
How a woman is when she’s thinking about breathing 
How a woman can pretend that the mold feels natural
Even trick herself into breathing 
Steady steadier 
With a hole in her heart, always throbbing, wondering when this became her nature....

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i have music, mayhem and meaning in my life. a score for more and a part to the strife. i’m grounded but not without a flight plan. a steadier step for a fall apart man. It’s like i mean it and seen it. it’s a take on a stroll. a hand out for a hero and a hope not on hold. it’s a tell tale when i fell low and miss that's a mess. a heart on a here frame and a kiss that's a test.  i got made up and a mind full for a clear and a now. a past time for a good rhyme and a big for a how....

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