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Shaun Cover Poem
I stand over them and laugh
Those poor fools
In those minds they writhe, choke, gasp
Subjects of my rule
And I cry "Behold, thy fate!
In where dost thy sanity lie?"
And now they cannot escape
From their own questions, what, when, and why
I raise my arms, the waters rise
I stretch them forth, the waters crash
My poor subjects are crushed beneath the tides
Wiping away their souls in a flash
Then I begin to laugh and twirl
That twisted dance and menacing laugh
But suddenly, everything begins to swirl
What is wrong? Have I gone daff?
A portal opens before me
It quickly pulls me through
It felt as if I could never be free
And I knew not what to do
But finally, fantasy is cast aside
As I found myself on my bed
A few books lay by my side
And a ceiling fan overhead
I look again at the place
Where my soul had rested so long
Still, only dust and empty space
Remains where that troubled soul belongs.
Copyright © Shaun Cover | Year Posted 2007
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Shaun Cover Poem
I thought she loved me
Was I too blind to see?
How could I kid myself, love...
It was never meant for me
I grew up fallen down
With no one for miles around
To come and pick me up
Or raise a smile on this frown
Then I met her, the love of my life
And she agreed to be my wife
But the happy times we shared
Wouldn't stay in my life
She picked me up
And filled my empty cup
I finally felt joy
And my heart was lifted up
We were happy together
And always told one another
How much true love
We had for each other
But then, the clouds darken the sky
The happiness leaves... but why?
Then she left me there, alone
The love disappeared in the night
So, after I was lifted so
Taking away my sorrow
I fell again, as I watched her leave
And my heart sank into woe
I lay there now
With no one around
To come and pick me up
The smile returns to a frown
I'm alone again, now I see
Love will never find me
I actually thought it had
But for I, it was never meant to be
I will remain fallen with bruised knees
Never again to rise or be free
I will not make that mistake again
No one can ever love me
I will live this life as I am
Empty and lonely, as I already have
But still, I wish for one thing
Only to have love sprout from this stem
But I know it shall remain infertile
With no strong feelings or will
A sad, empty plant
A beautiful oak that has fallen ill
But even when emptiness resides
I can't help but think of those times
The love I had for one
Which has forever been denied
Copyright © Shaun Cover | Year Posted 2007
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