Syntax and representation of icons
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I Am
tells of the stark contrast in life
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2008: This Year....
This year is drawing to a close A new one waits to rise And so I look back on this year With quiet reflective eyes It started for me long ago More than a year it seems
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A lovers rambling....
Sometimes I can’t believe it I have to pinch myself To think that you were there for me to pluck you off the shelf That someone hadn’t grabbed you And kept you for their own
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The Visitation
My first horror poem..
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Infancy
Sweet baby face with angelic grace Spotless soul shinning through big baby eyes Tender bones, gentle hush, skin so fair Baby fragrance dwells in lush hair Mother sings her wondrous lullaby
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When the Night Cradles Me
Moon, shine on me tonight Make everything alright Oh let me sleep so tight As I switch off my light Sweet dreams, pay a visit As my sweet smiles repeat Let warmth enter my feet
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Wild Flowers
Soft petals gathered by the breeze Swaying tenderly with such ease They dance and sing their lullaby As I unhurriedly pass by They create their own melody With great wonder and symphony
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What Was Supposed To Be
It was only carried for months It didn't even made a grunt They did not want it to survive They would have killed it with a knife It was meant to give smiles They said it will only cry
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Succumb
Hearing the whooshing of cold air You cradle your heart with care You stand near the end of the road Feeling so left alone and cold Shadows of regrets follow you
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