joe-callariWhisper

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MisleadA veil of light covered in darkness rejoice in the day of night / Visions of love with words of hate bring joy to sadness / Truths of false and facts of fiction stimulate the sense of dullness
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Jan 24, 2021
The MarriageThoughts by peasants are congratulated by the know-ers of nothing / Pride of rejoice with 2 circles of sin vowed and worn proudly / Serenade of darkness represented in white
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May 25, 2020
Basic EmotionOnce there was Joy much taken for granted, / Fear is a seed silently planted, / The world goes around torn apart from within...
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Apr 7, 2020
RealityAnguished thoughts hidden from the conscience will surface from within / Happiness wears a mask of love worn by the lack of substance / Abundance of family approval self taught from years of dysfunction can only be seen by the enlighten
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Dec 15, 2019
Let It GoThe past will not leave with stumbling remembrance of yesterday, a warp in time torments beyond comprehension with reasons of unbearable hope. A hope of non existence where imagination is king. A throne made of thorns is where you may sit to think, ponder, pretend. Pain is the norm with thought processed and bewilderment takes its place. Reasons of good have long been lost, looking back should not be an option but the head keeps turning, rotating, shuffling to a forbidden place. The fight is real, but how does one win against an imaginary foe. / Let It Go, Let It Go. / Joe Callari
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Apr 16, 2019
The TrusteeThose who are cold and seek shelter will find the eye of the storm at their doorstep / The eye is calm, serene even comforting from the turbulence of your personal journey / Moving ever so slowly
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Dec 16, 2018
Its OverSo now its finally over, the grip is all but gone / I used to be your king but wound up as your pawn / There are no more words to say, respect has long been lost
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Sep 28, 2018
My ShadowMy shadow is a friend that merely never ages / His life an open book with at least 60 pages / No hurt no pain no wrinkles on his face
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Jun 27, 2018
Your Own...Silence is deafening with signs of impending betrayal...importance is lost with growth from a fake sun...words of a plastic prophet are taken as gospel with followers of the weak...loneliness becomes an ally...winds of change can be felt as Remembrance sweeps the corners of your mind...nonetheless life is better as the moon shadows dance to a different drum...only time holds the answer to what lies ahead...fullness of oneself is rendered in opinion and reflects on the world through a rose colored mirror. Heed...I think loudly...but the weak can not heed or read the mind and only take the word of the foolish one...
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Feb 5, 2017
The Ocean of LifeThe endless cycle repeats without courage as those whimper sentiments of non sense...The party of one goes on with grandeur as crashing waves erode your sand foundation...the undertow of life pulls you forward as you stand still...lessons learned become lost in the sea of happiness as the tide climbs slowly...gasping breath will soon take the place of music as the dance floor empties...the moon the sun...the sun the moon supplies the flashing lights which hypnotize the sense of time realized as fleeting moments. Fleeting?...How many times can we be awakened...Welcome to the ocean of Life...
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Aug 28, 2016
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