Mystery Sorrow Poems

You can't have tomorrow,
Until you've had today.

But stay strong and tomorrow,
The pain might go away.

Yesterdday has been and gone into distant history,
Just live for today,
Tomorrow...

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When a heart breaks, there is no indication,
Some sign, heralding the pause,
Between hope and hopeless, between
Music and total grief, between 
Poetry and prose, between
Light and...

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In my darkest hour my thoughts wander, sometimes too far and sometimes just yonder. I find myself in total darkness, without a flame or word...

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Grief tears down the walls,
Built by scarred hearts,
Convincing walls, sturdy like the oak –
But not nearly as resilient when anguish trembles
In hearts who have never...

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Shatter me
 The aching, hollow pain that carves out the very essence of my heart burns through my veins, filling this fleshy vessel of mine
...

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Words shatter like broken glass,
Heaps of fallen glory stained by the past.
Strewn about are the ashes of our disdain,
in the middle of it all Love...

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Three breaths away -
His cloak floats
Dark, luminous
A cold wind wraps around me

Precious water,
Dripping in mirth
A song chills my bones,
Familiarity rings in my femur bones

The sacred...

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One of the poems from my chapbook #IT'S GODLY

The howling winds depicts no hurricanes
The sound of rains tapping on the stones is no noise
But a...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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It seems like the darkness,
Risking tears, - erasing the prayers
So sensitive, kissing away all the fears
Dancing through the leaves, enchantment
Like winds, collecting all the light
In...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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I see a forgotten house. 
I hear the cry of a rook. 
I feel the moonbeams in a still Brook.
I know the coming wind rising...

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A Bright Yellow Golden Moon Floating High Above


A bright yellow golden moon floating high above
Its radiant rays falling softly to our sweet earth
Beauty, flowers, her...

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Broken Beauty

By Mark D. Stucky
Glamour is a hollow, shiny shell,
a rapid, pretty paint job
on an insubstantial surface,
that alluringly promises much
but never satisfies the hunger.

True human...

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