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Everywhere I go
Everybody wants to know
"Where's the lady"
They all ask
I answer, hiding behind a mask
Of smiles and laughs,
And say to them:
"She's gone, she won't be back again;
I don't care"
And shrug my shoulders.
But now my life is so much colder
I walk alone, the crowded streets
And tell my tale to friends I meet
Then I turn, walk on with the truth
With tear-filled eyes
I think of you

Water  rushing  down  the  drains.
And  through  windswept  country  lanes.

Trees  brushing  water  away  with  their  leaves.
Birds  sheltering  under  the  eaves.

Pools  on  the  lawn  appear.
It,s  a  dreadful  night  I  fear.

Pitch  black  little  to  see.
A  new  day  may  set  us  free.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.

I hit the bed hard
in suffocation.
Just one last sight of
you would be my resuscitation.
I layed in an obfuscous
place with a malicious
mind and a heartless
vessel. I heard the heavy
throbbing of my virtuous
heart from a very long
distance. All I wanted
was my heart back
from the beast
with enticing eyes
but a black soul.
My legs started palpitating
when I got up because
the place I was in, was cold.
A place not meant for living
was what I was told.
My weakness was dragging
me down but a part of me
was stolen which had
to be brought back
to get
out of this shuddersome
prison.
I took a step forward and
saw  crooked lines made
of ice forming
on the walls of this
dark place.
I walked a little farther and
saw a little girl weeping.
She touched me and her
past just came in flashes.
Her heart was stolen a
long time back and was
never returned by the beast.
I continued walking and saw
a red bird flying in the dark
inky place.
It was nothing but a part of the beast's heart enjoying by
annihilating and crushing
other's dreams....
As I kept walking farther
I saw a malignant spirit
waiting outside the cage
in which my poor heart
was trapped in.
I ran towards it but the filthy
spirit didn't let me go close
to it.
Just then I realized that I was
in the body of the ugly cold hearted
beast whose soul was the spirit
standing outside the cage and was
not willing to give my heart back.
I was trapped inside the
atrocious place forever.

First look, I knew
a spark had grown.
I realized it when
I saw you walking
In the corridor and
that one glance of
you was enough
to transfix me.
Confrontation was
all that needed and
today you wouldn't
have been the poetry
I didn't have to write.
Holding your hand
to tongue kissing
under the moonlight
to drinking wine would
have been the scene .
Getting high on the streets
and drunk on the mini bars.
Grabbing coffee, star
gazing and looking into
each other's eyes.
Platinum rings and that
irreplaceable smile of yours
would have been my serenity.
Beguiling face , didn't know you
would just poison my mind, you're
like a drug to me and loving you is
my addiction.
There doesn't go a day by,
Where I don't think about
you.
But everything's ephemeral
and momentary.
Forever doesn't exist
because you don't exist
in my fantasy world.
but it's she who exists
in your world
and if she can put a
beatific and serene
curve on your face
then I am happy for
you.
I know I am late and I have
to accept my fate.
Just one word and
you wouldn't have been
that someone who I thought
I would miss .

Tick tock tick tock
The clock struck
twelve.
She clutched her pillow
tight.
All the fiendish voices
in her head and the
Unforgettable memories
lingered in her mind.
His dulcet and enticing
face, she remembered.
It had been a year
and still found herself
struggling
to get over that
direful and painful
incident.
How could she forget ?
That night , when she prepared
scrumptious food and
arranged a candle light
dinner with a mellifluous
melody to dance to.
And a bottle of champagne.
Everything so perfect
and dreamy.
She waited desperately
for him to arrive in
his car.
It was thirty minutes
past twelve.
She bit her nails
in agitation .
The bell rang
and she rushed
to open the door.
He stood there
sparkling, shining.
He looked beautiful
nearly beyond belief
He entered and
held her waist ,
her hand
and they danced
dreamily on
the resplendent
melody.
A knock on the door
Interrupted their dance.
She wondered who
it could be at this
hour  .
She opened the door
and to her surprise
she saw cops with
flowers and chocolates
in their hands.
The cop reached his
pocket and pulled
a photograph out.
Her hands and legs
started trembling
when she saw the photo.
It was his photo with
blood all over his face
and his body.
She couldn't believe.
She rushed into
the house that was
now lonely.
There was no sign
of him..
She screamed
on top of her
lungs as she
had lost him and
there was no way of
getting him back.
Was it her imagination?
Or did it actually happen?
His car met with an
accident due
to the failure of the brakes
the cops explained.
They handed
the flowers and chocolates
to her.
Her address written on
them made sure it reached
her.
Tears rolled down her
cheeks as she sat there
mourning.
He was gone. All he
left behind was the pain
she had to live with.
She never thought that
this one night could change
her life drastically.
She looked up at the
sky.
The sky looked tragically
beautiful like a grave yard
of stars.
She noticed one star that
that shined the brightest.
With the smallest crescent moon
of a smile on
her testrained face, she thought
that he had always been the
brightest star in her
sky.

There's money
Profits to be made

And I don't have the money
Or a steady job

Why should I care?

I'm living off
The fat of the land

I'll work some

But never 40 hours a week
It doesn't interest me

i say keep your memories
treasure them
both good and bad
they capture a specific moment in your life
a specific feeling
you can go back and look on them
and think
"how emotional i was"
or consider
"how happy i was"
you never experience
the same version of an emotion twice
so keep your memories,
and treasure
those screenshots of life you experience.

Love the wife of Loyalty stands with her husband's arms wrapped around her and her arms wrapped around him in an warming embrace.  Loyalty looked into the eyes of Love and said
"My beautiful, beautiful, wife you filled my
heart with joy by becoming my wife.  My world revolves around you.  I will always be there for you.  I will stand by your side and help you chase after your dreams.  I will protect you from all threats."
Love gave Loyalty a squeeze and said
"I too will stand by your side and help you chase your dreams.  I will be there for you in your time of need or when ever you just want me by your side."
Love and Loyalty looked into each other's eyes and began to kiss.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

I've fallen in love with faces on every street corner.
I've fallen in love with smiles in every cafe I wander into.

I fall in love with his eyes or that guys laugh in the mall or down the street.
I fall in love with her hands and that girls hair when I see them joking around.

Yet when I stop and take a moment to appreciate the beauty in everyone I meet; I find that I'm still a little lost without you.

I still glance up and wonder why it took so long for me to realize you're no good for me.
I still wish upon stars that maybe one day I'll love myself as much as I loved you and your flaws.

I hope to one day fall in love for real again.
To fall in love and have someone love me back with the same amount of intensity as I have for them.

Because you had such small amounts and I had the world.