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A touch of fur on the orient sea is what I long to be
A rose blush in ice crush is the sunshine of my pen
Mirror of certainty, wander through the fire, bring me the key
As the dark is near, calling through a parasite’s depth again
Midnight silence is my starry sky amid my broken heartstrings
But then, I sat unto my bed, weighing all my wheels of carved pages
Then I looked outside, whispered something sweet to dusty cold things
With my step on start, shadows ride well with the smoke of my golden ages
Tears on default, with doves on assault, I’d lie for my sanity to hold
This cold night brought me to the vein of my deep pit, I just can’t let go
It has dug unto something delicate part of my emotions untold
And so, my skin has been peeled and the darkest blood overflow
Sound of life’s unpolished, hidden gold has vanished
And again, and again, sunrise is being punished
May 1, 2021
“Midnight Sonnet”
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2021
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Gears of Cronus are all I could feel
Deep within my bones, which I need to heal
And though reminiscing is a touch of fur,
The chronicles of life cut roots to my summer
Did you feel so alright when you won that fight?
But did you saw what you lost as you took that bite?
And so, I watched you watch my melancholy
You never saw it coming in your epiphany
Ultraviolet light pierced through your mind
Deep within is a scroll of truth you have find
It’s a sweet letter for us, a calamitous symphony
A bullet for this worthless war that set our hearts free
Shooting rifles turned to captivating wisterias
How ecstatic it is to dance with auroras
Rays of golden sun, luster in sea, loosening friction
The golden age has come after a decade of fission
February 14, 2022
“Reconciliation”
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2022
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I'm my elixir,
my piece of how I combat
a lagoon of fear
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2021
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dear red deer, all-clear
orange forest, rustic chill
autumn sunrise smiled...
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2022
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In cracking lights, beaming smiles, lost in the moment, busy minds,
Someone just got lost in my vision, reached out to my senses
Hurricanes, poison ivies, king-sized towers turned out to be a joke
For a guy like him whose blossoms can move sky-scraping fences
Out of the blue, with every moment that’s true, everything seems ethereal
I’m in depth of crescendo, rhyming with the bells, dancing with auroras
And somehow, I stopped as I remember my plethora of phobias
I let go of him, my oasis, but he’s like the wind that walked with me
Chasing past shadows, wrecked ivory towers, tricky sorceries
With him touching my hand, I let go of those fears
That smile, those eyes, those memories in radiance
With him touching my heart, he let go of me.
March 31, 2021
“Touch and Go”
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summer fireflies fly
with the breeze of forest's breath
summer night hot lies
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2022
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Sun rise, high tide
Yesterday has died
Life in eclipse
Rising passion
Fated glimpse
In slow motion
August 29, 2022
Bite Size Poem no51 Poetry Contest
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2022
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One is the man whose living in half
Whole can he be with the wavelength above
In blurs, he saw the sacred cryptograph
With faith, he felt everlasting love
Two is the man with divine armor
Three is his strength, from threefold flame of Christ
Breaking chains of his flesh charmer
Intensifying the passion within
For with that flame, he founds himself
To the path of supreme completeness
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2022
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Hallelujah
In euphoria
Autumn leaves
On the ground
As I rake, I take what’s fake
All the hurt, all the bliss
These autumn leaves got
From strangers’ heartstrings
Autumn breeze, starting fresh
Haunting past renting free
Never dare anymore
'Fall Flavors' Poetry Contest
Regina McIntosh
Raking Leaves
September 11, 2022
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Scratched my eyes once, saw the truth twice
But the pain is triple killing
Your summer citrus smell on my cracked shell
Rotted like hell in my cerebral wishing well
How can my phantom sanctuary betray me?
It feels vivid in the podium made by yours truly
Now it's empty, abandoned, and hopeless
Now I am the empress of wrecked fantasy
How I thought you'd be the hero of my heart
And how I wish your soul forever embraces mine
But my screams didn't even reach your mind
Now I died hurting and you lived with my cries
Copyright © Nana Owl | Year Posted 2024
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