An exam
Taken
In the subject
life
For a better life

Diamond eyes
How deep did you cut
What once was windows
Lay shattered in drops
Shallow the depth
Your goodlooks have crept
Far from the heart
and into their bed
I think I'll ****** you
With callous intent
Cut off your Venus
Uranus's end

It is raining inside your heart
No hope for the Sunshine
Clouds are becoming heavier and  darker
When you're thinking of your past.
But now you're too young
So don't let yourself down
Let the rain wipe out your sorrow
To make your heart a clear sky
Then the Sun will rise again
With the new rays of hope
Reboost your energy with joy
No more pain , no more crying
Start your  life like a brand new day
In a jovial mood, with hope and Gay.

THE  VICEROY
What are you, man, but greatest work of art
in which the Lord has placed a mind to act?
He makes you master of His new-made world
and gives you choice to know the good and bad.

You chose to know, and ate from that fruit tree
to share the artist in what He can see.
As you got all that wit and wisdom gained,
God wants you to observe what's good and bad.

What's good is just to love what God has made,
to give them joy and all the needed aid.
God wants His art to enjoy peace on earth
and asks you, supreme art, to help its growth.

He asks you, viceroy, to love and be kind
and make them all in their best ways arrayed.
The other creatures don't know good and bad,
but you are wise and master of this world.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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the essence at hand
abandons every demand
silenced voices on the highest ledge
gravity incites a nudge
leads the inspired urge
fly's the spirit, feeds a need
where a dream once held the key
a beauty shattered piece by piece
the heart of a diamond refusing to beat
held tight inside clasped hands
fingers grip and squeeze
the jagged slivers cut shrewd
trading fractures in a precious jewel
for handfuls of moot
the sparkling debris shroud weeping eyes
I left my love
for a chance to fly
the promise inside everything
and nothing more than sky
soft whispers liberate the plunge into flight
desire drives the enchanted ride
wings unfold to soar over great divide



Terry D'Arcy-Ryan