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How mindlessly on Life's ocean we float,
Practicing deceit, causing tears to fall,
While a witness silently takes note --
Time sees and hears all

Not one false vow made in the name of Love
Will escape Time's ever watchful eyes;
Like thawing snow reveals the frozen dove,
Time unveils all lies

Tears carve channels that are easy to trace,
Brows are furrowed by promises broken;
You need only look upon my face .......
The years have spoken
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
LizO
Live with your demons,
they’re often here to stay.

Let them have their say,
but never own it.
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
Marcelina
She damaged them all
They were nothing, but
mere pack of cards.
Crashed in the game of
poker hearts.  Once had
a heart not it's
long gone. Destroyed in
a game similar
to hers.  She had learned
from the finest of
her destructive kind.
She fought and lost it
all.  Now she´s gone
mad, with her strangling
sweet red and white rose
aroma, merciless
beauty with clothing
made of dignity silk.
Sins she´s paid fo like
all the others will pay
for theirs. With their hearts in
her claws, in her jars as
they once done with hers
because she is the queen
of all their aching, defeated hearts.
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
ymmiJ
Giant palms billowing up
swooning away my earthly fears
Life is not all pain
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
Alfa
Life is unbearably beautiful.

sit on the couch and look at you-
soft sounds of your controller moving-
sweet face looks over and says

"I love you".
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
Kushal
I know all too well what it's like
To feel sidelined.
Walking on the outlines
Of the portrait of a lifetime,
Part of the background,
With muted sound.
Feeling like there's nowhere to look,
But down.

I get it.
Feeling your heart beat,
But your hearts don't meet,
And you wish the feeling was not this sweet.
Your mind tells your heart to retreat
But it's not as simple a feat,
And as you walk away
So to does your mind stray,
Till you can all but see the light of day.

It hurts to be the watcher.
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
Ray Dunn
Pour water on a table.
Watch it roll off the sides with ease,
confidently flowing in every
direction at once.

Spot the little droplet left,
there you’ll find the
collection of apathetics,
begging to, at last, evaporate.
Ever since I started writing poetry, I’ve been desperately searching for a metaphor to describe apathy. Still haven’t found it. Haha
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
East Wind
Life, although hard and fraught with a series of conflicts,
you make living it better.
Dedicated to Mr. Bryan C.
 Apr 2019 Mathew Kohnen
Colm
When the water boils
The pasta spine breaks
And the sizzling bake refuses to stop
I lose myself in the aroma around
Cooking like this
I am
Soundly simmering within the not
And at the same time
Lost
In the time which stops
Cooking a sensory swim
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