Category: soul
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Staying On Track
Opportunities to grow beyond the toil of yesterday Are ever present The pitfalls and sly people That ate away at the hope of a precocious mind Are ever present But the desire to preserve remains Only the conductor can stop a freight train Going 120 miles per hour On lookers may try to slow it…
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Thoughts: Poetry Life
As a self-published poet, I have often been on the cusp of driving deeper into poetic waters. But I still have to balance that with being a creative and a writer. How can I express myself without offending people? What viewpoint best suits my aspirations? I have recently come to the realization that though I…
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Leading To You
Poetry is the heartbeat of a lively night. I hope you enjoy this! There is a truth… That I dare not share With a soul, To admit to it makes me vulnerable Beneath the surface of indifference Behind these brown, slanted eyes At the core of my still beating heart Lies love that flows like…
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Carrying the Weight
Many people have suffered Weighed down by generational curses They never told a soul Wearing a mask that covers the face But provides no relief An existence tormented by pain and misery I once knew a man that bore the brunt Of his family’s secrets His body became contorted His countenance was haggard In one…
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Small Thought: To Draw
It’s strange The new things that tempt the soul The compassionate moments that never grow old Holding onto tales that strengthen weak souls You made nervous love grow bold Drawing us closer with every whisper Forever near but far away You etched my name Onto the palms of your hands We are intertwined with double…
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Remember Me
Underneath the velour The pearly, whites that shine like glittering snow Is a heart that desires a warmth That few people will ever come to know Is a small, distant flame of hope That flickers even when I feel low And though I know I may likely never see you again Still, in my soul……
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Late
The evening Says, Goodnight It welcomes me With a cool breeze Where shadows Bounce off the bank Of easy going trees It speaks in riddles But is majestic Like noonday Some people love the night Nocturnal souls come out to play The owl hoots The bat screeches The tired snore When all is done The…
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The Deepest
Your love is like moonlit walks at midnight Always swimming through my mind It is endless thoughts High moments and the low points in-between It is the shy twilight Intertwined with evergreen Surrounding a pond With ducks that sleep in still water Your love is quiet moments And loud feelings that cease to end It…
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