Succinct

There are no written words,
there needs to be no rhyme.
Our poetry will be felt,
until the end of time.

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No Words

An unexpected journey has begun;
it starts each day with the rising sun.
Two fates collided with a rush,
our worries faded into a hush.
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I wake each day with a smile,
surely to glow all the while.
My first thought is only you,
now silly dreams just won’t do.
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Our minds, they are in sync,
I sense what you think.
I know what you’re feeling,
our souls now reeling.
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Our days now made more bright,
we’ll tingle till our last kiss goodnight.
And I, now a poet speechless and dreams won’t do.
And my heart now and forever beats for only you.

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Time’s Up for Down

Days spent in mourning,
nights spent a daze.
Sleep brings no solace,
awaiting morning’s haze.
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Time has no meaning,
when only ends are sought.
Life has no feeling,
when the mind distraught.
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Pleasures now elude,
the walls are closing in.
Darkness’s soon to follow,
trapped beneath this skin.
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Hopes and dreams dissolved,
a mix of bad and worse.
And all that will remain,
yet another mournful verse.

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Whom Me

There’s another me I’ve yet to see.
And this other me won’t let this one be.
Both see with my eyes and screw with my head.
But only one’s good, the other better off dead.
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Never certain whom will wake,
or the trouble they will make.
Their highs often go way, way too far,
their lows always leaving a scar.
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I need to know from where this comes,
who eats cake and who gets crumbs?
This rollercoaster must soon stop,
but then a merry-go-round I will hop.
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I’m forcing this poem for a change,
may not be good but surely strange.
And maybe someday we can all agree,
whom the f*** is the real me.

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Sensations

Tis a life of trials and tribulations,
with moments of wonder and frustrations.
A heart fluxed twixt flutters and fibrillations
The mind perplexed with expectations.
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Paths all leading to unknown destinations,
time filled with instantaneous calibrations.
Strengths solidified learning limitations.
And love, perhaps tomorrow, no reservations.

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The Ends

Circumstances change and change again.
So I’m not really sure how this poem’s to end.
What is real is unknown till done,
but time imagined has already begun.
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The stars shine bright until the dawn.
The future awaits and then it’s gone.
Thoughts and visions obscure the truth;
a lack of years isn’t youth.
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Recollections and experience color our days.
Points of view shade our ways.
Life’s the sonnet never ending,
verses abound, conclusions ever-pending.
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If to see music and feel hues,
you’re gonna pay your f’n dues.
Reality’s then plain to see,
for the muse love’s too easy.
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A note received punctuation’s unknown,
another twist with a faceless tone.
But all the words used then rearranged again.
And this too will be rewritten because there is no end.

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