Nostalgia Strength Poems

When you hit bliss, what does your mind revert to? 
A song, the lyrics may I be so bold in asking why? 
Do the words...

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Tjhe Cretans have centered there
intentions
made foly of the traditions
stood in the Pool of Rightousness
to drink the wines of endearment and affection
callously they decieve
for those who...

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Ecstatic, electrifying, exhilaration ignites inside,
Inspiring my soul to capture the hope,
Songs echoing on the coast where there is light,
Silent light tossing, trembling, tempting my thoughts,
Into...

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Today,
there are no rubber ducks
or mother's marigold skirts
to hide behind
as we once did.

In their place,
lurking dark and hoary,
a bathtub mist
updrafts thick with loose spores,
and mildew...

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REMEMBERING WHO WE ARE

Spiralled rainbows ! 
burnished tapestries of trials
Birth, love, death ripen 
Winds of Change for our country’s call
Battles in a corner buried, we...

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Pirates Remember

In the days of old, 
the ships were bold, 
and went anywhere they pleased. 
They were men, 
hard men, real men...
released from the burdens...

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Dust arises from the ground and swirls about his feet,
the squawk of battle leather echo's as he takes his seat.
"Away" another warrior dragged lifeless from...

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Someone once said, 

        "If opportunity doesn't knock, 
         build...

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Now I’m forced to see
repressed memories 
friends, enemies 
troubles I free 
again feeling me, 
who I used to be, 
finally, finally
I’m breathing as he,
I’m back...

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A cry in the corner
Can I warn her?
No! the threshold has been shattered;
A world of sensation slowly recedes
And now nothing.

A lone walker on the street,
The...

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Mighty is Thy strength, like the deep sea storms
Louder can Thy strength, as the thunder strike
Burning is Thy strength, as the sunlight noon
The quietness of...

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How are you keeping, ma’am, I’m
Fine, while below the surface my
Life’s a stack of newspapers, randomly
Blanketing the furniture, they block the
Ingress of outsiders, the egress...

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i love the early morning rasp of his voice
the birthmarks and burn scars
midsummer skin
i love the sticky rash of lust
the way a heart ticks until...

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Fires ablaze within my eyes,
A smile concealing all my lies,
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate, shout.

Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
A vehement covet to...

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Written By
Lewis, Y.K

My coin has two side just as my sign. I guess if I were to add them up I have 4. If it’s...

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