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Passing headlights paint- ing highways down shuttle aisles, Whitney wants to dance.
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 11:54 PM UTC
irenepoole
Spontaneous Haiku
Passing headlights paint- ing highways down shuttle aisles, Whitney wants to dance.
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Someone is worshipping The fallen idol Whose sorry pieces Are strewn all over The strawberry walls There is blood On its wounds And tears in its eyes But the prayers Never stopped Till the mid-morning sun Shown its face from the clouds Someone can hear The green notes Terrorizing the lobby But the emptiness Is magnified.......... The eerie harmony, Fed the notes That are out of tune They silenced the laughter When the song ended in pain Where are the broken icons? The windows of regret? To fading memories Forced a muffled scream Prayers are only heard When a crowd comes to cheer... A star that is dying.. And her voice is cracking... Destroyed and long gone No longer the angel in the choir She is silently weeping... Such is her destiny And thus unraveled her story Let this fallen idol Rest in peace.... Let her savor the happiness Denied to her here in this Miserable earth Let her sing for joy In the altar on high... Let her tears dry And her sorrows fly... Let her voice fill the rainbows Parading in the sky..
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
jean-rojas
Fallen Idol
Someone is worshipping The fallen idol Whose sorry pieces Are strewn all over The strawberry walls There is blood On its wounds And tears in its eyes But the prayers Never stopped Till the mid-morning sun Shown its face from the clouds Someone can hear The green notes Terrorizing the lobby But the emptiness Is magnified.......... The eerie harmony, Fed the notes That are out of tune They silenced the laughter When the song ended in pain Where are the broken icons? The windows of regret? To fading memories Forced a muffled scream Prayers are only heard When a crowd comes to cheer... A star that is dying.. And her voice is cracking... Destroyed and long gone No longer the angel in the choir She is silently weeping... Such is her destiny And thus unraveled her story Let this fallen idol Rest in peace.... Let her savor the happiness Denied to her here in this Miserable earth Let her sing for joy In the altar on high... Let her tears dry And her sorrows fly... Let her voice fill the rainbows Parading in the sky..
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