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the last time he went out of
his mind he liked it
so much there
that he never came back

not even after the
alcohol left
his blood

he keeps writing to this day

addresses women with 'sweangel'
a combination of sweet
and angel, I guess

but never spends more
than a matter of weeks
with any of them

some take pity on him
and some morbid curiosity

but no one loves him
truly
only his insanity
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
LN
Just spread your arms a bit wider











Love is simple, yet very complicated
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
LN
Midnight
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
LN
Its beautiful at midnight
Unlike the day,
When its blinding bright.
I look up at the sky
Colored in shades of black,
Dotted with stars up high.
I look at the beauty of the moon,
Making me forget
That the day will be starting soon.
They say the sunrise is ecstatic,
I say, ponder into night life
It's beauty is magnetic.
A certain darkness is needed to see the stars.
And to be honest, darkness can be very beautiful indeed.
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
LN
Isn't it weird
She never gave you a second look
And you are running after her like crazy,
And I, who've always been by your side,
You don't care about what I feel for you.
Guess life is teaching you a lesson.
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
LN
Filled with sorrows were the eyes,
Written with blood were some lies.
And I painted a picture with tears and cries,
Cries so deep that the bravest soul dies.
Now lax and loveless my corpse lies,
Farewell, my dear myself
From a world that was never wise.
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
LN
things can be different
from different point of views.
the same sceneries can be dull
or they can be filled with hues.

the flickering flame can burn
or the flame can be warm.
the water can quench thirst
or the water can bring storm.

we don't have to think alike,
we don't have to be the same.
for some people my words could mean
and for some they could be lame.
I see a world where everyone bleed feelings into everything they do
you might see it as a labyrinth  of forgotten people.


if we are not different then, who are we?
 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
Cné

She will love him as he is leaving
without pain and tearful goodbyes
She knows he will be coming back to her
She can see it in his eyes

As he turns a smile is given to her
a beautiful vision close she will keep
"It’s only for a little while"
whispers her to sleep

 Jun 2019 Phosphenes
Cné
I think about him often
and on Father's Day, I dwell...
upon the things he gave to me
and taught me oh, so well.

I go back to those early years
when on my father's knee...
he'd give to me a special hug
and then he'd say to me:

"...life is what you make.
Don't look for special breaks.
Keep your chin up
when the world seems doomed,
for goodness sakes.

Always keep love in your heart.
on that you'll always count.
And when you do...well..
there's no obstacle you can't surmount.

You can be, all that you want
for you have that kind of power.
You're not as fragile, as it seems
though, I see you as a flower.

Do not be afraid to love
freely, with all your heart
I will protect you always
but you must also...
those times when we're apart

That day will come along
when my body falls apart.
And then, I must be moving on
but I'll remain forever...
within your heart!"


He left me in 2013
to go and be with God.
I knew he would someday
of course…
yet still, I find it odd...

that I can still recall his voice
from all those years ago.
And I'd just like to say that...
I listened, and I love him so!
Happy Father's Day!
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