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Silhouette Oct 2014
Letters and words doesn't make a poem
There's more to it than that
Poems were the tears that tumbled out
that the eyes can't hold no more
They  were the sound of broken hearts,
that strive to beat ones more
For what are words
but formed letters?
And letters a broken word?
While  poems are bits and pieces
of a poets gentle soul
Silhouette Oct 2014
Life?
A heart that beats?
A pulse that pounds?
Foolishness!!
You have to live to be alive
Silhouette Mar 2015
Just another story I can't tell
Silhouette Oct 2014
Have thine ears go deaf?
and thine eyes go blind?
Why leave me in my anguish?
and hear not my breaking heart?
Can't you see the rushing rivers,
cascading from mine eyes?
Have thine heart grown weary?
and thy love gone cold?
For all my souls query,
Do you not care at all??

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