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Amber Bloom Poem
You live in terror
Of an enemy
That you feel you can’t hide from
And that you cannot see
You live in fear
Of a murderous curse
Also known as cancer, a tumor
Or worse.
You believe in something
Called Chemotherapy
With a 2% chance
Of living happily
Have you heard of the things?
You could do to prevent
Such a terrible illness
Such a terrible event
Cancer isn’t a death threat
But a dangerous foe
One that must be dealt with
With precision and woe
Do your research
Before you begin
With chemicals and radiation
That you have no idea in
Try alternate methods
That can cause no harm
Except to the cancer
And they work like a charm
I urge you politely
Say no to the fee
Of Radiation and chemicals
To Chemotherapy
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Amber Bloom Poem
This is our society
I hope to be sincere
But life here is certainly not
All that it does appear
This is our society
I want you to be aware
That here the people only care
Of what you say and wear
This is our society
It matters only what they see
Not the true works of honesty
But big shows of “Look at me!”
This is our society
I beg of thee turn back
For all is void of truth and tact
And evil is in no lack
This is our society
And I tire of being here
This is our society
And its scars I still bear
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I'm losing my head,
Out of my mind
Nothing makes sense.
I'm feeling so tired
It's out of control
Life in this show.
Heart's out of sync,
And I'm hitting a low.
Cut me some slack,
I'm bearing the load.
My heart's in a shock
And my mind's in a whirl.
Give me a break.
I'm worked to the bone.
I can't think straight,
And I'm working alone.
Forgive me if I
Make more mistakes.
My hands are now shaking;
Can't keep pulling these fakes.
Just give me some time
I'll be back on my feet
This time I'll try harder
When the demons i meet
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Amber Bloom Poem
It would’ve been better if you had slapped me
Right across the face
It would’ve been kinder if you had told me
“This is my own case”
But instead you went behind my back
And drove a knife right through me
Both my faith and trust, you now lack
Desert!
And leave me be
Oh! had you told me your thoughts
That I may have braced myself
But I instead deal with these blows alone
These blows that you have dealt.
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She wore a bright pink stain gown
Indeed, the prettiest, she was in town
Yet no man has ever sought her,
Lo! And behold, the grave digger’s daughter
Encased in a web of gossip and lies
The bonds of suspicion around her ties
How the riches her father had bought her
Could truly belong to the grave digger’s daughter
Alone they lived in the cottage out yonder
Alone out there to murder and ponder
These were the gossips that had caught her
Into the tales of the gravedigger’s daughter
How could a poor old little gravedigger?
Afford the ruby ring that sat on her finger?
What else than cold-hearted slaughter,
Could possibly be the truth of the gravedigger’s daughter?
She died quite young, the poor soul
Alone and sad, pure and whole
Their gossip and stories is truly what killed her
Mourn and be sorrowful, for the gravedigger’s daughter
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Amber Bloom Poem
I always wanted deep blue eyes
Or the green of forestry
But all I got was boring brown
As plain as plain could be.
Boring brown and dark as earth
With not a hint of light
Not bright or spark could ever be
In eyes as dark as mine
Till one day, I met a girl
With the brightest eyes I’ve seen
They shone right through the darkness
And shined as brilliant as stars could be
But her soul within had lost all light
And her veins would flow with ice
Her heart beat not for love nor hope
And her blue eyes would never bleed
I realized now I’d rather have
The eyes as dark as mine
That proved my soul could still be seen
Behind the drapes it hides
So I wished not
For forestry
Or the oceans of the deep
Instead I wished
Others would see
The life and soul in me
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Amber Bloom Poem
Everyone has an opinion
Everyone has a voice
Then why is mine ridiculed?
And thrown in the furnace face.
They say they do not judge,
And we should speak our thoughts
Yet when I say my words
They’re buried in the earth
They say do not be bias
And to keep an open mind
But they won’t hear unless the words
Are sweetened with their lies
And when I speak the truth
They twist and turn and churn
Until the truth I’ve spoken
Lays soiled in the dirt
You are allowed to speak
If you say what they want to hear
But they will never listen
To the truth, too harsh
It burns
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Amber Bloom Poem
Even the angels wept
A mother touched his cherub cheek
Trying to feel his heart beat weak
Crying softly as he slept
Oh and how the angles wept
The father watched each monitors peak
Mesmerized in electronic mystique
But the rise and fall were all inept
And again the angels wept
Grandma waiting for the babe to peek
Too heartbroken to even speak
Golden curls on his forehead swept
I tell you now, the angles wept
A nurse comes in for an IV tweak,
She tells the room, the chance is bleak.
But still the family, hope they kept
Wishing the angles had not wept
The father freezes, and the mother shrieks
It said the words no one could speak
Not a breath could they detect
In heaven, Oh! The angels wept
A tiny coffin made of teak
Ebony satin, soft and sleek
For his body, to protect
And even the angels wept
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Crackling, sizzling, spice
Feelings of hatred, anger entice
Spear made with fire ice
Splutter, spurning, roar
This volcano does outpour
Feel my anger soar
Dancing, enhancing,
This anger everlasting,
Sorrow spell casting
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I stand before you in this rain
You keep dry in the open doorway
Fully aware of this growing pain
Waiting silently till something, you say
I step towards you, but I refrain
For breaking your heart, this price I pay
At the threshold you remain
Standing here soaking, I will stay
Thoughts rush inside, like a pounding train
Wondering when, my heart, you’ll slay
Any second now, you’ll leave me maim
Please forgive me; I hope, I pray
You close the door, but at least you came
I said I could take it, come what may
But now the tears in mine eyes won’t tame
The fibers of my very heart begin to fray.
I knew I shouldn’t have tried to attain
A soothing forgiveness, how cliché
I should never have hoped, you’d be humane
Never the less my heart’s in dismay
I truly hoped you'ld feel the same
the tenderness from yesterday
But I accept your burning blame
For you are the one I did betray
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