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Paxton Setou The Bard Of North West Poem
Moments inscribed by thy heart and mine
Slowly dissolving by the passing of time
Ululating false to our tailored truths
Paving way for decaying shoes
You seek for balance and I fancy peace
A contradiction to my restless ease
Un-reflecting love in the midst of your eyes
But nothing defeats the power of denial
I gravitate to morbid fascination
Nothing less than your voluptuous facaad
That convicts me in a mental facility
Which accommodates my gorious rhapsody
We've become a retinue my shadow and I
To your mysterious adventures you'd left behind
I still see thee as my moon and stars
But do free me soon from these prison bars
You are a breeze of the ocean on a Summer's day
If not carols on a Christmas day
Perhaps affection to a heart tormented by dismay
Peter, loving you was not a mistake
...just a gentle kiss to compose my quake
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Paxton Setou The Bard Of North West Poem
I FIND IT HILARIOUSLY SADDENING
THAT EVEN TO THIS DAY...
MY STILL FURTIVELY PURSUES HISTORY
AS IF IT WILL HELP THE FUTURE
HINDERING ON SEEMS LIKE
A LIFE LONG GOAL
ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO ENVISION YET ALONE ATTEMPT
BUT
HOPEFULLY-
THOUGH I DOUBT, FAITH WILL GET ME THERE.
I'VE BEEN LIVING WITH SHADOWS OF DARK BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES OF US
AND ECHOES OF OUR LOST BUT TREASURED LOVE
FOR HOURS TOO
INFINITE TO NUMB-ERRRRRRRRR...
EMIGRATION WOULD BE THE ONLY ROUTE TO CLEANSING MY SOUL
THOUGH MY HEART SOULY UNDERSTANDS THAT ONLY
YOUR LOVE
CAN REHABILITATE ME
CURSES ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL SO
MEETING YOU WAS NOT ONE
ATTACHMENT IS HUMANLY AND
I AM NOT MADE OF STEEL
LOVING YOU IS STRANGE
NOT BECAUSE I'M NOT USED TO IT,OH NO!
BUT BECAUSE I'M SO FAMILIAR WITH IT
THAT I NEEDN'T NOTHING LESS THAN IT
NOR SLIGHT INCHES MORE THAN IT...
FOR YOUR LOVE
IS MY COMFORT ZONE.
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Paxton Setou The Bard Of North West Poem
I HAD A DREAM ABOUT HOW THE WORLD WOULD END
NOTHING THAT THE GREAT gods Of GREECE MAY DEFEND
TRUMPETS FROM THE HEAVENS HAD WARNED US TO REPENT
BUT THE LORD'S VOICE TO SINNERS IS SIMPLY LIGHTNING THAT MEN DETEST
I LISTEN TO THE RAIN AS I WATCH IT POUR
EACH DROP TELLS A TALE AS I OPEN THE DOOR
LETTERS FROM THE ENGINEER OF LIFE AND TIME
ENCRYPTED WITH NAMES YOURS AND MINE
I AM NO PROPHET I MAY BE A LIAR
BUT SUNNY DAYS AND CLEAR SKIES I DO DESIRE
NO MAN CAN WALK OUT HIS STORY AND RETIRE
AND IF MY WORDS CAUSE GRIEF TURN THE PAGE
OR SET IT ON FIRE
THIS IS NO POEM BUT A MILD TEMPERED LETTER
THAT COMETH FROM A POET BUT YOU AND I KNOW BETTER...
IF YOU BELIEVE IN JEHOVAH THEN SET HIGHER GOALS
HAVE FAITH IN HEAVEN AND HOLD ON TO YOUR SOULS
Copyright © Paxton Setou The Bard Of North West | Year Posted 2015
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