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Mary Annie A.V. Poem
Break this
alabaster flask of mine.
Exude
The spikenard of repentance
anoint HIM
who savors the fragrance.
Precious.
Copyright © Mary Annie A.V. | Year Posted 2011
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Mary Annie A.V. Poem
My love
your eyes
seamless
from one end
To the other
borderless
seek travel
In out
climb rush down
trek
the mountains
the slopes
skip slip
trip
test rest
the grasses
the vine
fill my goblet.
My love
your eyes
Drift
the valleys
the vales
the sunrise the sunset
the dusk the dawn
void
the darkness.
My love
your eyes
play hide and seek
The shadows
My state of mind
linger leave
reveal revoke
states of passion.
My love
your eyes
the never ending
mazes
the tunnels
the icicles
break melt
drown
burn
liquid fire.
My love
Your eyes
fathomless
deep dark
unburden
my treasure
pleasure
secure .
My love
Your eyes
rest unrest
My state of undress.
Copyright © Mary Annie A.V. | Year Posted 2011
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Mary Annie A.V. Poem
Fearless
I am not afraid of the future
The mystery it holds.
Lurking in the shadows, uncertain.
Bring with it, when it comes:
the crashing of a thousand cymbals
the roll of the drums,waves in my ears
roar of the seas, extravaganza.
The whine of the violin
the sadness,the loneliness
the despair,the tears.
The strumming of the guitar
your fingers moving
the fret of my love, humming.
Blow like the bugles
the horn in splendour!
Wake my soul ,my spirit
soar like the eagles ,nesting
the new morn, its delights.
Breathe like the flute,
my lips over you
the nights ,the fervor,
the longing ,the passion unfold.
Bring in the organ,the piano
the tempest of the waltzes
the hues, the strains
filling the spaces, unseen .
Chants like the prayers,
rending my being,
lead me, from this life to the next.
I am not afraid of the future,
the storms it creates,
neither should you .
Stay,be a rhapsody.
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Copyright © Mary Annie A.V. | Year Posted 2024
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Mary Annie A.V. Poem
When all is said and done:
Who is the victim?
Who is the victor?
The harassed
Or
the one who harassed?
The one who bore it all quiet?
Or
The one who quietly retaliated?
Either way,
at times I feel
I am the loser .
Copyright © Mary Annie A.V. | Year Posted 2025
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