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Sonnet For The DeceasedPeople all round the world have this all to share.
Their loved one gone with the horrible night.
Someone to grieve over, now despair.
Their remains found caressed, kissed by the light.
Parched lips thirst for life but no longer drink.
Eyes gaze for one last glace, final slumber.
The seasons come and go, a winter's brink.
Grants the cycle a way to re-enter.
The dying soldier answers his "roll call".
The chef "lays down their knife and fork" alas.
Emotions wild, their bouncing off the wall.
Their body in a box under the grass.
Follow the actors and exit stage left.
Of the life you think was stolen, a theft.
FearThere's nothing to fear,
than fear its self.
And fear is nothing but,
Is just the mind,
playing tricks and games.
Which children play,
whom will be so innocent.
What are you really afraid of?
The Roadside PoemSat upon a wall sitting under the barely lit street lamp...
at the edge of a near empty road.
Eyes flicker dodging
any cars passers by.
While my mind walks into its path
feet soon follow
A noise distracts me from
my sleepwalking state
Where am I?
I walk off the road and back to the wall.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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