The Exceptional Man
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I met him just once, before he had passed.
Nervous and in love with his only daughter.
With a smile in his eyes, (disobeying his mask)
A close (and distant) circle, was quickly colored in with laughter.
...and suddenly, there it was, the place that left my mind.
A perfect, fabled scene, where I was worthy of being alive.
Invited to a dream, or a storied, ideal family.
The product of a loving home,
...(she is countless leagues above me)
Such an exceptional man, who I met on that joyous day.
If I'm never quite enough,
May I love her just the same?
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Painting Of You
Through the paintings
that I make you,
It is the only way
I could embrace you,
Feel each and every
inch of your face very carefully,
And admire the beauty
that god had made,
For it's the only version I have
of your physical presence,
Paints that would
make you seem so real,
Yet still in my imagination...
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The Morning View
I see the early morning sun in sky,
Gracing the world with it's presence,
The view be so beautiful around these mountains,
Even the cold breeze sets the mood just right,
Wish this feeling lasted all day,
The calm, the peace, and the beauty,
Wish our thoughts were so calm,
We wouldn't had to struggle
the rest of the day,
Keeping that same calmness
in our hearts and medidate,
That is definitely a task in our age,
But can't we just try to create
this calmness in our world just a little bit?
Create a calmness that
we don't have to fight for each day,
Live the moments we truly love and
cherish each second of it
with the people we love...
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Light From The Blinds
It's through the blinds of the windows that
the light passes through each day,
Penetrating through the spaces between them
to brighten the room during the day,
to enlighten the room during the night,
What makes light so persistent
to do the same thing each day?
What makes it believe that
it would accomplish all the tasks it needs to?
Just like us light faces difficulties too,
Faces obstacles in terms of blockage,
But still seeps through to get going.
Then why do we still fear
the difficulties we face?
Why can't we be like the light,
enlightening the surroundings
without doubts, without questions?
Can't we have the same persistence
to help us grow?
Or do we still not realize our real potential?
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MMXX
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The best (and the worst) of all years.
Sick, as this “thing” had arrived.
Pushed to a hopeless extreme.
Poisoned with lies in our feed.
Slowly, I grew like the Spring.
Gathered, like crowds in the street.
The best (and the worst) of my years
...tears were of every kind-
In Summer, our feelings were met,
burning like fire in the sky.
With love, there is certainly more.
A need, that we all can afford.
I witnessed a family, torn.
Still faceless, their eyes were adorned.
The best (and the worst) of your years.
Each other was somewhere to find-
In Autumn, our Mother would scream.
Possessed like a devious tool.
Divided, as we would stay close.
In circles, is where we would go.
By Winter, the signs were all known.
True colors are starting to show.
The best (and the worst) of all years.
A time that was loving and cruel.
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Unraveled
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For years they were miles apart.
Now sharing ethereal love.
He,
the cemented heart, persay
...that she was the only cure of.
In a kiss,
the curse would end
...four decades of broken class.
It was
(as she arrived through glass)
...such forgotten light upon him.
An ongoing sigh of relief, she is
a continual sign of release.
Her love restored a soul
who shares her own
and all beneath-
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Silent Whisper
Let me be your silent whisper
in this starry night,
Let me be the warmth you need
when the cold breeze brushes by,
For it's in our unity
that I feel the strength in,
For it's in our whispers
that I find comfort in,
Not all conversations we have
need to be heard aloud,
For it's in our soft spoken voice
that embraces our souls
and the pure love we possess...
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The Young and the Wretched
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Oh faith
doubt is clean
hope wanes
as do we
the young, the wretched
(sad but true)
phantasmically decrepit,
seraphically through-
curled up
"in the know"
failed fair
as we fall
in sickbeds
in silence
inside
flinching walls...
...give inward inches
to consume us slow-
as snakes
the taken miles
of our being
free...
..."believe" engraved on a skeleton key-
oh fate
ill fate
faith is clean
doubt will wane
as do we-
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Synchronizing Beauty
Let the beauty of your soul
reflect on to your beautiful face,
Let the inner beauty sync in
with external beauty you possess,
For it's not just the beauty which is seen
that grabs attention,
But also the beauty within
that is felt, admired and respected
that matters more than anything else...
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Harmony
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Once we realized,
ourselves in one another
...we had just become-
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Those Bittersweet Weekday Mornings
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Oh this time, in which we part.
Such an anxious, irksome time.
Still...stolen from my eyes,
you calmly step into my mind.
It's not that we are new,
except that you so often shine.
These floods of ample love,
have filled our jilted, torrid lives.
...and it took some getting used to.
Being loved, for who I am.
Trusting through, a beaten heart.
Placing we, before yourself.
Knowing I, am where you are.
Sharing life, that once was sold,
to thankless "loves" and luckless stars.
It's peaceful now, without their cold.
Until that dreaded time we part. -
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FOREST
However the sun shines
The depths of the forest
Is always cold. Dark. Far.
They say, demons reside
In the hot, fiery hell.
Why do mine, then
Leisure inside my brain-forest,
Craddled in my mind?
Cold, clumsy, cruel, captious.
Why do they keep
Killing me, but
Never let me die?
Never let me go?
Why does the sunshine always
Stop an inch away from me?
How deep have I lost myself?
Would I find my way out?
Or am I, the forest itself?©SusieWP
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You didn't turn even once.
But.......should you?
Good things
Come to an end.
And like autumn
They could leave
A cold blue tinge.
Good things
Come to an end.
The ending is, however,
All yours to decide.
Would you turn back
And see the ending
- autumn turning to winter?
Or would you create one
- hold on to your autumn
And walk on?
You didn't turn even once.
But.. Would you? ©SusieWP
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You didn't turn even once.
But.......should you?
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Ideas Like Lights
Ideas brighten up like these lights on my head,
Beautiful when seen from afar,
But tangled up from within
when you get to understand them,
It's not that these ideas can't be made into reality,
They can be,
But the only push is
my own motivation and belief,
What more shall I do I ask myself
to make them what they intend to be?
What shall I do make it work,
when everyone thought it was never meant to be?
Shall I step back since when the future is faded?
Or shall I move forward without any fear or concern
of how they would turn out to be?
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Feeling Free
Felling free is what we always wanted to be,
Free from worries that drain us ,
Free from people who put us down,
Free from the sadness we have to bear when times are tough,
Free ourselves to feel peaceful from within
which we longed for all my life,
Feeling free is something
really hard to get these days,
Even harder to maintain that feeling
due to various circumstances,
The question is why is it so costly
compared to anything else?
Even when its priceless,
Why is it so hard to contain things
that deny us from feeling this way?
Will we ever be really free?
Or, will it remain a fantasy?
Will we ever feel peaceful?
Or, will it remain a lucious dream
that we have with our eyes closed..?
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A Flip Side...
Like a coin bearing two sides,
it determines that
there are two sides of an outcome,
One side is the decision we take,
the other is the alternative to it,
Life always brings up chances like these,
Chances to flip the coin and decide
what to move forward with,
and also keep in mind that
there is another side to it,
Call it taking risk or trying out our luck,
Its important to know that
there is always an alternative,
there is always a flip side
to things we choose, do and think,
We always have a chance to start fresh,
Always have the opportunity to revive,
Always have the opportunity to choose
happiness...
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Elysium
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Heart over mind, to an arrogant sway.
A walk under water,
dark circles,
agrin.
Suffering the allegiance
of a dreaded weekday morning
...though inspired to do it
again and again.
Moreover I mourn
the erstwhile night
insanely in love,
enraptured,
akin.
Naked without her stirring touch.
Alone, adrift,
where now is then.
She is the hitch in that unrealistic dream
...Elysium. -
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NIGHT
When you see me
Shine cold under the moon
Shower me in your hatred.
I trod along
Darker than my shadow.
Somewhere, the glimmer of that
White intense beautiful moon
Gets lost inside me
I try everything
Drag as hard as I could.
I could tell you
I try harder than that moon
To glimmer in a borrowed beauty
(For, do I own any beauty at all?
No - I am just a dark cold stone.)
Somewhere, in me
Everything gets lost
I end up darker.
The mirror - violently
Reflects back my hatred
Back at me.
How dare I bother her!
My shadow -
Pitifully gazes back at me,
Sorry, over her own
Darkness, losing to mine.
The dark night - just loses
Her pride.
And in this dark, dark sky
Death sits on her throne
Her warm smile,
The promising embrace
The soothe, the calm
Oh! I had mistaken her for the moon! ©SusieWP
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NAME
She would take you sky high,
Uglify the shallow cloudy beauty, you drooled over
Journal of mysteries she will wrap all over your mind
Oceans and depth - she will drown you in her words and aura
You may never realise how smooth, how soothe
Addicted to her? Why, she has barely touched your lips. ©SusieWP
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COLOURS
The dark is always colourful on the outside
Empty homes. Deserted ovens.
Unfulfilled wishes - hunger. Starves you dark.
Cries, Screams - are always inside the walls.
Hide your weakness, they teach.
Is it strength? Or perhaps pretension?
Perhaps consolation? Make believe?
Starfilled. Moonless. Independent. Humility.
Black always contrasted the best colours.
The darkest skies had flaunted
The brightest stars.
Colours. Delightful squeals. Playful frolic.
The darkest souls - a modest shine.
Unclaimed beauty. Ignorance of her divinity.
Charm. Innocence.
Some empty moon-stained sky
Boasted of her borrowed sunshine. ©SusieWP
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