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Orlando Leach Jr. Poem
Dance with me darling
like the periodic waves
and end with passion.
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Orlando Leach Jr. Poem
Nocturnal heart walks with wine.
Moon-lit soul succumbs to "red".
Pure cherry lip-stick kisses.
Sweet love-tainted taste.
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The luminous winds of the sky
are love-coated with passion.
Passion hidden in solitude,
concealed for eternity,
under heaven's rules.
The everlasting jubilation
of freedom doesn't compare
to our God-given air.
The mid-lightened setting,
of the days aftermath,
which mesmerizes many-a-people
weakened by the desperation of love.
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Days long, nights short I find myself lost in time's arms.
I dream with eyes open, thinking about my previous life.
Let alone the tick-tock fill this open space of depression and disconnection.
Wind's breeze is my only friend;
we dance,
we talk,
and sing away with the day's aftermath.
I look through the window's eyes and further beyond the graveyard,
I see decapitated souls.
Lying on dirt beds, but locked in luxurious torture.
Without limbs and a body to guide direction,
I'm stuck in one position longing for death's scythe to pass me by.
I tremble when all eyes stare upon my quarter-being figure,
and lost with words i remain silenced, in my solitude.
Still looking upon my previous world, I gaze upon life in the open field
and dream of heaven's sweet thoughts.
Unfortunately my past life eliminated by pain and depression
had no meaning,
being restricted of God's open freedom.
Now let me frost
for I pay the cost,
of sharing solitary confinement
in locked doors.
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Sacrifices fundamental activities for education.
Clouds enclosed in mentality.
Home of the learned.
Occupation of those who can't do.
Opposition of modern history.
Life of the ludicrous.
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Gracious sun-lit falls
reveal nature’s peaceful calls
like polished opals.
Keen river currents
in periodic movement,
like soap detergent
lead gravity’s fists.
Pathways hidden in steamed-mist.
Treasure found at tryst.
Now beauty, I gaze
Through the subtle sparkling phase,
Let leaves, shed their rays.
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Orlando Leach Jr. Poem
Growing icicles
Breaking against "Kryptonite"
Are rendered fragile.
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Orlando Leach Jr. Poem
Call me triumphant
For whats to come, is hardship.
So with wings, I fly.
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Orlando Leach Jr. Poem
Intensity runs
amongst the crowd's excitement
heart racing, "Touchdown!"
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Orlando Leach Jr. Poem
Fall from Heaven's arms,
land on her "half-sister".
Look through the garden's eyes.
Still, I miss her.
Let me crawl with nature
or fly with the stars.
Landing on the "half-sister"
won't take me very far.
Treat me not with shame,
cuddle with me, my pride,
because dignity will take you far,
but wrong can't easily calm the tide.
I beg with honesty
forbidden from her land of peace,
for she call me, not again.
Not even prayers she answer at the very least.
Kill not, my hope.
Kill not, my freedom,
but don't treat me wrong,
like Adam and Eve have done.
Take me with you,
for i fly with broken wings.
Grant me my soul,
with the words that sing.
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