Short Tell Apart Poems

Voices from a poets pen 
Soft ones, loud ones...now and then 
Speak your tongue, let it be told 
Let us hear your heart unfold 

Pen on paper how you feel 
Then show us all...poet's zeal 
Told in tone...to tell apart 
Unfold your voice, in your heart...

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Restless soul, hungry heart.
The weak will always call them strong.
Lies, I can’t tell apart.
Lifetime wrong doesn’t even belong.
Hope is not hate, fear is not fun.
Games of the wicked won’t get me.
I have not even yet begun,
Watch the eyes of the burgundy.
Hopeful liar, despicable truth,
Hiding the right, will show wrong.
No fountain-of-youth,
Nowhere to belong....

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The night is almost gone
Perhaps almost beyond the shaded dark
The hour of light to soon belong
Some whence for life to tell apart

For ones’ eyes only to see
If seen shall light be of day?
And my eyes yet seen to be
The dawning to simply light my way

Rays drowning shadows
For begone are than my shaded night
Anew are hopes revitalizing sorrows
For a return came whence the dawning sunlight...

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And if my feet don't find their way,
if my hands
can no longer grasp what they want,
if my ears cannot tell apart
the songs on the favourite album
and my mind forgets that it used to focus—
may there always be
in the shell of me
the memory of
the inner constellations we explored
together, the breathlessness
of that journey, the drawing
of breath at the same time,
in the same fleeting place....

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eh…,heh…,neh….
infant’s snivel!
can be put down
in many ways,
in different languages,
but no more than mother
could comprehend its needs,
yeah,
no more than mother!
eh…,heh…,neh….
mother milks child!
eh…,heh…,neh….
mother plays with child!
eh…,heh…,neh….
mother embraces child!
oh god!
impossible to tell apart, 
the same yell,
let know mother 
the different needs of it!
motherhood!
noble and sublime!
motherhood!
undoubtedly,
an exalted state....

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