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demosofpyr
American
Frustration mounts, And with it comes An unholy fury To struggle In everything you do, That is hardship To want something more Is impossible Is dreaming
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:56 PM UTC
Trancendance
Walking down the beach, And looking at the waves, They roll in and out, In and Out Like the ebb and flow of time They flow, A great cycle, Everpresent, We flow- And wax- And wane People live They contribute Find a meaning Then go on Like the ocean meaning changes Ebbs and flows In and Out I must find my meaning Among these flowing tides, And when my tide goes, I too must Sail on.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:56 PM UTC
Ebb and Flow
Along a softly babbling stream Moss covered trunks silently lean Sunlight pours from on high down Flies now idly ply around A fisherman -me- on the bank sits Floater bobbing, teasing fish Sparrows idly flit softly by While above the clouds now softly fly The bugs, they flit from here to there, While plants their flowers slowly bare, Mosquitoes sound their droning whine While stream trout nibble at baited line Dappled bark and shaded stream Memory hazy like a dream I wish to travel back, back there That timeless place, the Snake River And this my idle classroom dream, My heaven, fishing by a stream Spins round and round my head at night I'll go and grab my pole-first light
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:56 PM UTC
Snake River
Pictures of war all around me I see Pick up a gun and fight to be free I see a soldier face down on the ground Red White and Blue sparkles flash all around Movies of killing, men dying all round Snappy recruiters with pamphlets abound Somewhere away, a carbomb explodes While at home on TV: "Lets lock and Load!" Freedom fighters and invaders Infidels and patriots Fighting round and round Shootng at each other Till they all fall down Down Down . . . . Dead.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:56 PM UTC
Dead
In dark of night A moment bright Upon our couch In the twilight And in this place I see your face A stolen kiss Our little bliss Ill hold your hand And you'll squeeze mine Ill trace your brow You'll line my chin Our moment will end There shall be more Your heart I'll mend You're my amor
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:55 PM UTC
A Stolen Kiss
Watch how we dance and sway Look at us dance today Smiles on our faces- We dance without care, Knowing we must beware Look at the people watching They don't know who we are No-one is laughing and No-one is smiling Watching us dance and sway Watch how we dance and sway No-one will look our way They find us repulsive They want us to leave Never to sigh and breathe Never to dance again
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:51 PM UTC
The Sad Dance
I do not have A happy family... There have been nights Where I go to bed With my ears still ringing-- --A lot of shouting, yelling, and screaming It happens for to many reasons, Which is why it never ends But sometimes in a rare, rare dream, Its singing I hear instead
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
Forlorn
I told a friend the truth today, I'd lied to him for years, I approached with trepidation- Quite full of my own fears. But my friend, he said he didn't care, And things have gone on as before, And never once in all time hence, Could I have asked for one thing more.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
I Told the Truth
It strikes me as I watch tv, The callousness of culture: We laugh or cry as the whim takes us, But never really care, We culturally don't dare. But is it 'cause we're sheltered? Or merely 'cause we're bored? We watch our TV passively, massive drivel shoveled freely, It turns our minds to rubble. But is it any better To believe something so completely That a slightly different opinion Is neatly pushed aside... Discounted as lies... Or messily dies?
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
If ambivalence is poison, then what is zealotry?
Farewell, dear friend, The ember of your love demands too much, For your momentary pleasure I am forced to pay in blood, For the privilege of people I will never meet again. Farewell, dear friend, For I have sacrificed too much for you, On the coldest of nights I have sheltered you, And I have given you all I have, even as you poisoned me. Farewell, dear friend, For you have estranged me from others who love me more, Amd I know even from within your chemical embrace, That your knives are busily whirling in my chest.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:47 PM UTC
Farewell, Dear Friend