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Best Justin C. Morgan Poems

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What The

Being afraid of me is your cage
Nobody expected my rage

With my actions so unclear
The meanings are not here

I've only to regain again
What is lost now and then

Not to be more unclear
I hope to meet again dear

This I trust must not last
Or we could be a thing of the past

Come away and pull me home
I never really meant to roam

Still your my one true hope in life
Being more than this loving strife 

Being afraid of me is your cage
Nobody could expect my rage

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2012

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Self-Preservation

I’ve completed another day.
What’s the rush in throwing yourself 
at another –
When the rooms are cold, 
and the lovers are gone
Smiling is hardly representing sanity.
Your picture hanging is messed – see there –
My smiling represents thought
If this goes anywhere – we’ll be trapped
You make me comfortable in small ways – 
getting me in
Fill me with your own words – I am made,
Born –
Recreated for a person, to be had in all ways.
What’s the rush at throwing yourself 
at another –
They’ll leave anyway because they 
recreated themselves –
Why leave someone so perfect? – You ask?!
Hated by their souls, they look into the mirror.
Create yourself – Don’t be created
I’ve completed another day.

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2010

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Shoved to shake me

So stellar you stood nearing immortality 
Shoved me away today, I'm only a calamity 

Strengthen the brain before and again
Take the comfort level down to a chagrin

Dwindle my emotions on love today
To be stoned away from you is my pay

Where you are is mine only to wonder
Would you even mind if I were to ponder

I'm so bent up, straighten me out now
It hurts to be only this for you now

Take it all away in all your ways
I'll be here apparently for a few more days

I can give you anguished attention
This you will ignore during our loving detention

So stellar you stood nearing immortality
Shoved me away today, I'm only a calamity  

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2012

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Crossed a path in vain

We were once a coupled one
Desperate, hungry trying to have fun
In spite of your freedom, you still pick me
This is the inspiration causing glee
Feel me purely satisfied only to flee
You will love my comfy ride indeed
Come to me and shower for free
All you need is to stand by me
You have given all to give to rid
Single-handedly made me live
This song you sing is clear to me
Like Anita Baker said, “You belong to me.”
Wipe away those tears for us
This is not going to be another bust
Or is this the fate of our lust
I can hear the ones hiding again from me
We could only imagine what they mean
Fate tore your heart again apart
We need to talk about this art
Make them flee away and far, you’ll see 
We could discuss them over tea
Rid of me is what you get
When you hide in the shadows, your new pet
Take my heart and make him see
I never thought you would do this to me
We were once a coupled one.

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2010

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Off The Clock

Time wastes it’s own time in 
a fury to get it over –

The clocks fall over in a useless 
attempt to stop –

The key to wind the clock disappears 
into the night –

The clocks strike one by one in 
their own ways –

Some for the last time make 
the effort to control –

One day all the clocks will stop 
and there will be no pressure –

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2010

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Dependency

Before – when you were here,
I complained.  Thoughtlessly.
I had no complaints – I was miserable.
Brushing the depths to see your reflection,
I have no interest.
My reflection is on the surface, I see no smile –
A drug?  To make you see yourself –
They call it what?
Say it –
Before – when you were here,
Love fell around in mud caused by tears,
Not mine, though, yours, my creation I suppose.
Your drug tells you of life – and you grow?
Now you’re strong?  Now you see yourself in the reflection,
Unfortunately I’m gone.
I have no interest –
I’m the damned one.  I saw another point of view.
Before – when you were here,
I complained.  Thoughtlessly.

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2009

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Doctor Superhuman

I watched him step into the walk-in closet
Don’t know what he does, inside there
But out steps a beautiful man, dressed and prepared.

He saves people everyday quietly in his way
They all know his name day to day
And I think I know his missions of play.

This man is a super human, by right
With the ability to change, at the night
To save me, in my dimmest of light

Others are portrayed, like Batman, like in Superman
And they are all viewed, having the same plan
Disguising only hiding what they think they can

If only people knew what this man could do
We would all be so brave, also as a rule
To call out his name when we are nearly through

I watched him step into the walk-in closet
And yes he saved me just the same
With his beautifully featured frame.

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2010

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Internal Sky

As the clouds appeared, 
they seemed to turn colors.
Beautiful colors that were violet, 
pink, blue, and some with a yellow 
sensation that filled the air with 
a sweet, sweet smell of summer,
Along with the colored clouds,
There was a breeze that the sun blew, 
it seemed that the sun was concentrating 
on cooling me off.
The trees did not stir one leaf.
The sun was concentrating on me!
It made me proud, proud to know 
someone recognized the pain in me.
The clouds moved on slowly, leaving 
a trail of colors in the sky.
My attention rose to the sun, it 
had moved as though it had been 
shot across the sky by a gun, then 
slowly, slowly to its death it dropped.  
The stars appeared like diamonds,
the moon a sapphire – they are the 
love of the night.  I soon went 
into the deep sleep of eternity.

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2009

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Rave the Day

I went another damn day
Say what you say again now
Then go away
Sift through what’s left of us
Compile a short note for me
Find yourself the good one tonight
When I’m back you might know
Wound up in your cold again
Knowing when to breathe helps
Your language still contends
Body always wins with me in the know
Share your spitting thoughts in me
Parade my sickness like it’s your own
The carnage always looks grim
Colors are always stagnant here
Brilliant way to win, losing
Sadness will always shine for me
Who? What did he even mean
Too kind some would say
Differ the rest, go easy on this
Sit down for the end please
I’ve found the only good I’ll ever have
I went another damn day.

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2010

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The Fall

Felt like a freight train drove through
The most loving corner of my heart
Then it felt as though I were in it
Falling out the other side
No dignity or moral to the fall 
Just a fall
When it seemed over and quiet
I stood
Smiled
Felt like a freight train drove through
The most loving corner of my heart
Then it felt as though I were in it
Falling out the other side
No dignity or moral to the fall 
Just a fall

Copyright © Justin C. Morgan | Year Posted 2010

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