(Encouragement Poem) A Change In The Tides

A ease of your suffering.
A tissue to try to dry your tears.
Some courage to overcome your fears.
Love is always near.
Even when it feels so far away.
The day will not be so easily forgotten.
No matter what the phase of the moon.
A fall and rise, as tides surmise.
With a loss comes a gain.
Freedom from pain.
With invisible ink another name has been written.
Time to make decision.
With a heart plucking all the feathers of an ugly duck.
Trying so hard to see the beauty not yet their.
What is underneath that you yet don't see?
A question of ones inner self indeed.

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Blissful Regrets

I write these little stories more for me to understand then you.
For I'm constantly in a state of confusion when it comes to things going on in my life.
The complexities vary.
From the simple to the extraordinary.
A commodity of all rarities.
A generalization of what I see, hear and feel.
Trying decide my reality by looking into a mirror.
The reflection moves with out me giving it permission to.
I have little to no control over it.
And thats for the better.
For I do not desire to taste power.
I've been told once it is tasted you will never forget it,
No more blissful regrets.

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False Prophet

Paths cross and cross again.
Sometimes it can't be avoided.
Sometimes their are people out that would like see nothing less then you to suffer.
Whether it is or isn't a delay.
I can not say for I do not predict of upcoming unforeseeable dangers.
I prefer philosophy over fear.
With a lesson to adhere.
In till it is tried and proven.
One can not and will not know unless some insight be given.
Theory to fact.
A puzzle in which to react.
Another thumb tact makes it into the bulletin board.
A picture on a postcard with a score.
How did you do?
Probably not as you thought you would.

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(Confidence Poem) Certainty Above Uncertainty

A difference in perspective is not a bad thing.
But it can be misinterpreted as a insult.
The results could vary.
Anger, Indifference, Jealousy are written into the mind.
Do not seek approval from those that do not understand.
A calculation from a moment in time.
But one can't assume but must know of the empty mind.
As if he was on video as proof.
In this only such a conclusion can be drawn.
Painting an early picture of the upcoming dawn.
It is the birth of a fawn.
How do we know exactly when she will born?
Better yet how do know it will be a she?
Certainty above uncertainty.

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The Creation

I'm writing with every quotation as my sensation
With elaborate details as the realization
Taking a canvas and drawing the trees
Taking a canvas and drawing the seas
It is all bubbling over.
Sitting here with kettle I'm stirring
With my eyes I'm blurring
With my mouth I'm splurging
In the depths of my own existence
There is a being who lives
Sometimes he is of the great
Sometimes he is the snake
Each time something new
With my imagination unglued
Fall in love with the fellow will you
Mellow the anger
Bring up the sadness
Turn it in happiness
It is my creation
It is my revelation

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Poets Of Many Types

Indeed they are so many types of poets, and of the poets I would not say anyone is more important then the other.
For the readers each have their desired tastes.
So they're most certainly should beware upon opening the page.
Cause dangers do lurk, some quite perverse.
While others seem to insult either the heart or mind.
The poet didn't write it for you specifically in mind.
But instead just to describe his feelings at the time.
Whether be with his eyes in sight, his nose in smell, his fingers in touch, his ears in sound, and some would say his mind and heart with emotions.

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(Inspiration Poem) An Inspiration From Something So Great

Colors of emotion fill the air with this poem.
Count the ways I could say how great a poem it is.
With both the heart and the soul.
Expressions are described both literal and metaphorically.
It is as if I can see this person you speak of right now.
In the flesh, an image appears as if your painting a portrait.
So perfect and eloquent.
Down to the very last detail.
And then their is even more.
My final words would be how extravagant but without the negative effects that spending too much effort, time or money would bring.
It is the biggest rose I most certainly ever seen.

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We Won't Be Tolerating These Bad Apples

Diciding for a group of individuals the guilt lies on them to bare.
Who gives you the right?
When they had nothing to do with it but instead it was their association with past tendencies.
It is no better, then saying this was done to me so now I'll do it their children.
Do we blame a serial killers child for his murders.
No do we watch them most carefully, most certainly.
They say the apple doesn't fall from the tree.
But I say it doesn't matter because it will be a new tree.
Maybe it bares the same bad fruit, maybe not but we will not know if it is not given the chance to grow.

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Starving For A Child

Starving so they do not go hungry
Make sure they have a better life.
A gift to your fellow kin.
We are men.
We got a job to do.
Sometimes it something I wish you knew.
But I know better.
You would do the same.
Can't complain for the all the joy they bring
A child's laugh is heaven on earth,
Forever removing all the misery no how bad things get.
No regrets.
Here every last of my plates.
Dishes I just no longer need to eat.
Surviving on nothing but my own flesh and meat.
With tears in my eyes, I can only hope and wish to see you all grown.
As long as I have you I'll never be alone.

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The Lure of Being Lured

Why do they constantly try?
When each time fail.
A lure of no avail

Catch a piece of the sky
An endeavor forever to set sail.
The wind howls then makes one last wail.

Dark clouds cover another sunrise
Dumping the sand of time in a giant pail.
Down comes the hammer smashing one last nail.

Never to make a compromise
The darkness will never prevail
Even in the hardest hail

Just a man in a disguise
His voice so frail
His breath so stale.

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