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A ballerina
blissfully bended
in blue
reaches out
into the
overbearing
embrace of
empty space .
Hopelessly
hankering for
the fondness
of a familiar face
to set all her
life’s pieces
back into
place .
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The meekly
mollified man
subtly sews
his silently
simplistic sights
upon reality’s
rickety rufescent light .
Always left
lifelessly looming
beneath the brain’s
bashfully blurred
background
of benevolence.
Frankly flickering out
the faded flaws
whose firm
factual flames
of effectiveness
have by now
grimly grown
themselves
out of Life’s
limp lashes
of limelight .
Solemnly swearing
their silent
silken seas
of sorrow
into the
sulking sands
of insignificance .
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The only
lesson
I have learned
is that
everything
was meant
to burn .
Leaving in
it’s ashes
the repeating
rueful record
that’s
always stuck
on one track.
Puttering
out those
once persistent
fervent feelings .
Which makes you
yearn for her
in your
arms again.
But love is just
Like a record .
When it’s broken you can never
truly get it back
to what it once was.
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Several
soft spoken
strokes grazing against
the cool
contented
crest
winsomely
woven with
withering white.
Nurturing a
newborn
ambition
for light.
That boldly
begins burning
out it’s passionate
pale plume
of a plea .
Which is
always seen
reaching out
towards an
reluctant
royal reverie .
Whom is
too afraid to
walk amongst reality .
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I Silently sipping the last limping remains of wine
within the crumbling confines of my glass.
guiltlessly glistening in the amorous arms of evergreen.
Lonesomely, my eyes lift themselves
up from my blackened
blue brass bottle of bitterness
and gradually grows aware
of the arid aristocratic atmosphere.
Lustered with the luminous larks
who lurk within the numbing neon
nature of the iridescent nightlife.
But among these unfruitful flocks
feebly flutters the faint fanciful feathers of the frigid finch.
Who still sternly staggers his weakened way through the
world’s wishful
word woven woodlands of what if towards the eternally
terminal edge
of mortality.
In search of an answer
patiently perched upon the topic of
what light lingers within the relieving realms of truth.
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Time is only
a continuous
mocking mirror
that forever
reflects
back to when
your feebleminded
feet timidly took those
first noble steps
down that
illustrious isle
towards intimacy .
But then your mind
murmurs back into the
pitiful present realms of reality.
Leaving you
to cower
and cry
still wondering
where the time went by .
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The silent soul
who sullenly
seeps within
the sentimental
seas of solitude.
Always lead astray
by every
passing day.
Just to remain
amongst the stars.
Striding through
time’s strangled streams
of faintly
faded dreams.
Embedded beneath
the once blue
eyed beams of an
embittered beauty.
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Stiffly staring
from a faded
frightened far
is a sullen
silken star.
Scornfully
scattered behind
it’s skittish
skin of scolded
scowling scars.
Youthfully
yearning
for a life
contentedly
cleansed in
candlelight.
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The hurriedly hushed
hound who
passionately persists
to pant and pound
out his hazy half hummed howl
holding its pale painted
point into view .
Wishing that each
and every word
would be like
a blissful
bird of buoyant blue.
Gracefully growing
up firm fresh
and free.
Fully flying off
into someone
else’s ears
to tenderly
tell his heart
touched tales
trembling within
life’s trampled
trails of tears .
Forever frozen within
The flashing fragility of fear.
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There on society’s
stage of
social standards
stiffly stands
a man timid
and tense.
With his mind lying
in a world
that had never
made sense .
Bounding him under
the brittle
bones of a
broken system.
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