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Thursday 19 March 2015


here are some poems that came to me in my sanctuary of deep reflection. read and let me know your opinion

RANDOM THOUGHTS
Hope is a fickle word
The blunt edge of a dwindling sword
Time is of vague conceit
A loner’s dance to strange deceit

Memories are uncertain friends
Seeming to go but never tends
Love is a woman weapon
And a sly man’s coupon

Death is the strangest of all
Fierce, weird, ugly and tall
If I had but time I would have them all
But who knows whence I might fall



GENTLE THROES
How much longer can we go?
Each gentle thrust of lust and woe
Who shall oil the wheels of our hearts?
As we stumble thro fate’s muddy path

Sweet sorrows we all have
As gentle groans our troubles carve
     We cry through the blood red rivers
While our soul lustfully shivers

Dear lover, shall we go all night?
In Interludes of debase blight
Perhaps we can stare at the moon
And find knowledge in her pregnant gloom

Or dance the fierce tune of fire
Rekindling: A phoenix born of mire
Each day we go through these motions
Our vain and lowly devotions

Until hope teaches us the songs
Of painless love and where beauty belongs

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