Death Suzette Prime Poems

clouded omens across code

the objective fact of the atmosphere here
starves even the most modest
ambitions of fish outside their home waters

journey of yearning mundane
day-glow gradients of...

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my heart has been broken and my soul cracked many times
I have been knocked down
life has stabbed me with with daggers that still bleed
I...

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emotions are coursing over gnarled Travertine rocks 
surreal 
tears are my broken dream’s shards 
scattered on a barren soil

as my beloved rests in eternal sleep...

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It is human nature to hate him whom you have injured. ~Tacitus

as children 
we looked past the world’s artificial trappings 
the ravelment of doctrines 
and...

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a ghost 
comes forth from 
the house of the dead,
a rather unusual apparition –
empty, desolate.
a wraith so worn and 
frail, it barely seems
there, as if...

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you cannot calculate my legacy in monetary value 
or in market shares
neither in some property
nor anything tangible

I leave you my soul
recorded in poetry
and thoughts
I share
with...

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Reality leaves a lot to the imagination        John Lennon

IMAGINING ONLY WHAT I REMEMBER

abrupt
the falling
cord’s tight and coiled serpent...

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perched upon 

gray branches in leafless trees

blackbirds rest

on their journey to nowhere

an icy red wine sky leaps into our mind

just over the horizon

a mysterious radiant...

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we are here
in this mind body
our senses externalised
immersed in duality
it then no wonder
that limitation
surrounds us
confining
our soul

our soul
we know not
since the truth is veiled
so we take
ourself
to...

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wars drugs poverty
famine fear rape death
and degradation 
that's the impoverished world 
desperate immigrants flee

and yet we won't let them in

go die on the other side...

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Once I had a good job with the government,
it paid well and was secure,
but it was boring.
Hated it,
so much.
decided,
to go back to school,
and that I...

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BURIED PAST EXHUMED

Today is a gift and always called present
Yesterday has passed and referred to as past
Nobody knows tomorrow and it’s always anonymous
My past was...

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Moments to Reflect
Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time...

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   "Sweet Taste of Love"



sweet taste
of true love
is divine essence
sprinkled from heavenly skyline by Angels.

thin line
severs love
hate resonates heart 
dagger thrusts ---

love conquers...

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