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Arik Fletcher Feb 2010
drifting in the sea of sleep,
lost in night's infernal keep,
rusted chains on life's stone wall,
ties that break as ages fall,
hopes and dreams of man's desire,
forged in time's immortal fire,
sacred thoughts the fires reap,
burning holes through mem'ries deep,
thoughts of love's eternal power,
fading with each passing hour,
leaving this most fragile shell,
never more these words to tell.
Nekatu Poetry © Arik Fletcher
daniella Nov 2013
I don’t want to write lyrical poems about my heartbreak.

Because surely,

Something so sad cannot be beauteous.

I don’t want to share this piece of feeling,

Its meant to be hidden in that drawer full of skeletons.

Lines and phrases from my old poems keep repeating themselves to me;

I am hope and heartloss all rolled into one.

I wanna shut my ears,

And **** the pain out.

Even if it takes every little living atom outta me.

~ d.a

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