“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
Dreams of Madness
Horror, absolute horror, as my arduous state tried to comprehend the madness, for I am not mad, am I? I do however have
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A Night Of Heartbreak
The haunted shadows of my hallowed love
Stand there lonely in the darkness of night
On each glistening leaf, a soft dew falls
The way my heart did when times were right
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Lost, Now Found
Overcome, straining under the nights weight, talking to what's left inside
Those soulless shadows of tainted mysteries infecting my exalted evening
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The Leaves that Blow
A late autumn afternoon and I watch carelessly, each leaf falling from the maple tree that stands in my front yard. As the leaves float ever
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Those Three Words
A fortunate friendship of fate, two strangers we were.
We had so much in common, watching each hour then turn.
That huge smile when we met, I still recall your red face.
The special moments we shared, I’ll always remember the place.
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The Return
The days shadows grew long
The perfect dream was evermore
My tears fell like the softest rain
Returning a soul from its hellish war
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