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Darkness bound on tortured wings
Sharp as new-born terror
Piercing into hearts of innocence
Ripping towards tomorrow
Intentions no less clearer
Than the ****** of the yesterday
All the while, the evidence
Mad hunger and lunacy
Raging far beyond malevolence
The maddened blade descending
Red questions never ending
Intrusion that cannot be kept at bay
This was going to be part of a horror poem I was writing, but I like how it stands all its own.
 Apr 2014 Mary R Short
Jack
I asked for your hand,
you gave me the finger
Questions forever remaining
Lingering, though in the past
The answers have gone on unspoken
For questions you no longer ask
Doubts and uncertainties growing
Feeding from veins long since cold
These questions forever unanswered
The truth here will never be told
As I stand here looking down on you
Feeling the lesser by far
You should be the one standing here
And I should be where you are
This stone should be whispering my name
Not screaming yours into my mind
In failing to answer, I've lost you
In loss, I'm now losing my mind
I scream over and over I love you
As tears soak the ground where you lie
But my cries go on unanswered
For your love, unanswered, has died
This is an old poem, written in honor of my first love. Not a week before her passing, we finally told each other how we truly felt for one another  as more than just best friends.
Before we could share the love we felt in life together, and live the dreams we had been unknowingly sharing, she was taken from this world.
Think less,
Feel more.
That's the key to happiness

Frown less,
Listen more.
That's the key to happiness

Talk less,
Listen more.
That's the key to happiness

Judge less,
Accept more.
That's the key to happiness

Watch less,
Do more.
That's the key to happiness

Complain less,
Appreciate more.
That's the key to happiness

Fear less,
Love more.
*That's the key to happiness
 Apr 2014 Mary R Short
jerely
That moment when you cannot
speak out the exact words
that you wanted to convey
When your whole body
stick to one place
Like time flies so  f  a  s  t.
When you cannot recognize people'e face
Like no one you would know
How exactly is the world
differ on us?
How we can lost ourselves
from time to time
How we can survive
in just a day?
And how we can
remember
the memories
on that days?
April 23, 2014
©jerelii
Today, I dip the pen in ink
The golden tip of the pen nib glistening
Waiting to write the memoirs of us
Yearning to sketch the intimate moments
Creating motifs of love, passion and surrender
With every drop of ink, the pen becomes bolder
As there are different hues of ink
Reflecting the various moods that we experienced
Essaying the most passionate drama
Where we are the only protagonists
Revealing each amorous Act
Until the writing reaches a crescendo
And the last Act of the drama takes us to a new high

*Amitav
Like a rubber band;
      It can only stretch so far,
             Before it comes back and
                  **Smacks you in the face
Courage doesn't always roar.
For me it is the quiet voice,
At the end of the day
It says;
*'I will try again tomorrow'
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