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Marceleus Menor Poem
You are the sibling of Darkness
Only representing all friendliness
but you're mistaken too much
You surround me with a clutch
You hide from liberation
But you somehow form your recreation
You extinguish my fear
and make things very, very clear.
Copyright © Marceleus Menor | Year Posted 2012
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Marceleus Menor Poem
A's are better but are cowards on the inside.
B's are like A's except in reverse.
C's are the ones who can never decide.
D's are the prejudiced jerks of the universe.
E's are always shouting, why?
F's just don't care.
G's are the ones who say goodbye!
H's are bright like a flare.
I's are selfish to others.
J's are the thinkers of right.
K's are the ones who always abuse brothers.
L's are winners, but losers in sight.
M's wish they were important to all.
N's always know what to say.
O's are the ones who love to crawl.
P's are too humorous to play.
Q's live in a shadow.
R's do all that is unimportant.
S's forget what they were.
T's think for themselves.
U's set traps that always occur.
V's are the decor on your shelves.
W's are too rare to describe.
X's are the ones who are most free.
Y's sneak through with only bribes.
Z's are descriptive, like me!
But under these statements I say.
You will not be set out this way.
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Marceleus Menor Poem
The man looked at the other with a gripping smile.
The other man simply stared
A year long since they've seen their file.
Only recognized through what they cared
A time of respect was not called for
They simply said hello
They could've talked about when they were poor
But the day was cold and the feeling was hollow
They reached their riches
They succeeded throughout dark times
They ended up spoiling b******
For a simple thing can be turned to simple rhymes.
A day has gone by since their recognition
The man lost his enthusiasm for reaching the other
And with that, they both lost friendly position
But the other man was not a friend or brother,
He became what the happy man dreaded.
An unforgiving enemy
With no respect being credited.
A sad life it was, but it was not yours nor mine, it was simply a elusive scene.
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Marceleus Menor Poem
Worry is...
the thing that will be
everywhere you see
By the time it's gone
you will be on your lawn
worrying about much
but believe in such
as everything is last-minute
like this so sit it
and forget everything to think
and sit down for one second and blink.
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Marceleus Menor Poem
When I hide, you cannot see me.
When I hide, you cannot harm me.
When I hide, I miss out on so much time.
When I hide, the only thing you hear of me is rhyme.
To others that are hiding.
Don't like to express such binding.
For I am like every other person.
Except that there is one thing that settles me.
When I hide, you do not know if I am to be
-Z
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