Boom

From sun to sun
And moon to moon
The stars as art
In lofty room
Glow divine
Or die with boom.

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Palms

Tender palm
Upon thy palm
Fate upon
Another fate.
This junction
Shall now fly calm
And thus feel
So ever great.
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When it rains

Silver rain, silver rain,
Falling from lonely clouds,
Dripping on my face
Slowly moving down.
Drops of hatred,
Clear blood,
From up high.
Anguish ridden
Dampness,
In the darkness
Of my life.

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I am a poem

I am a poem,
A rhythm, a line,
Elaborated in time.
I am a poem
A work of art.
Fragmented heart.
I am a poem
A piece of a whole
Measure of a soul.
I am a poem.
A fraction of a story.
A meaning, with a glory.
I am a poem.

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Beauty is

The beauty beheld is alive.
Beauty hiding is of the soul.
Beauty freed is love.
Beauty seen is beauty in control.

Beauty is the passion of the heart.
Beauty causes order divine.
Beauty is seen in all the great.
Beauty is the lure of nature's design.

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Out of the box

Four walls, compact kitchen.
Looking outside
through the television.
Jump in car, closed in.
Crime on streets,
maybe safe with in?
Work all day in a square,
Type on boxes
Eyes don't move, just stare.
Have we planned this,
Or have we just forgotten,
Is there more to life than
What it's all boxed in?

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Dreaming and the Real

The sky, where hopes abide
The black night - life's end

Where realities reveal and hide
Where there is an enemy or friend

A thought - memory,
A real, or pretend.

The fire which infatuates
Death, a deep darkness which appalls

The light, as it oscillates,
In waves at it befalls

Is all a memory, the dreams,
The reality, the all.

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Where wings would lead

Little angel,
Little angel,
Look up, look up.
The heavens are
Adorned with gems,
They whirl so slow, and far
Away in foolery.
Like dancers at a party
They swiftly move across
The sky's floor.
Look, up higher,
And let thine eyes
See even more.
Little angel,
Thine boundaries
Aren't even sky high.
So fly little angel,
Where wings
Would lead.

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Hidden Happiness

Where is happiness?
Here in this rose?
In the light of the star?
Where did it go?
Off in the sky afar?

Where is happiness?
Where does it hide?
On the corner of my lips?
In the color of the sky?

Where is happiness?
In the words of a song?
In the essence of angels?
In a heaven forgone?

Where is happiness?
Where does it reside?
Where can I find it?
Where does it hide?

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Depression 3

Depression is an obsession
With all things dark and dreary.
Depression is a possession
Of ghosts, called weak and weary.
The loneliness is half the battle.
The loss, and no gain in sight
Is what keeps me in this saddle.
On the dark horse, I call 'might'.
Depression is not a feeling.
Its the devil's fatal drug.
Every one walks on the ceiling,
While I walk across a sinking rug.
My yesterdays are but sorrows.
My coming pain waits in tomorrows.

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