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~About a Rose (a sonnet)~
Shrivelled petals faint to the ground
Silhouettes of their beauty disguised
Captive inside, where hopes are bound;
though troubled by no means surprised.
Age wore away at her crimson robe
Memories entrapped by the years
through which tenacious fingers did probe
Thin wrinkles exposing fresh tears.
Ambient sorrow enveloped the rose
wrestling its soul to the floor
Unable to steal away from its woes
She decided to struggle no more.
The last petal wept; to the ground it did fall
and there she lay broken, makeup and all.

~Delicate Youth~
the gentle light
brushes the dark betrayal
from her cold delicate fur
as the numbing awareness
sears through her fearful eyes
unbinding her
from the youth she knew once,
never again

~Lonely Child~
The light burned out
In her empty eyes
She cannot see
Nor hear their lies.

The truth won't hurt
If she cannot hear
How blessed, this child
with the broken ear.

~Habitat of Humanity~
The soulless figure;
A product of her environment
With empty, fearful eyes
And a cloak covering
her imperfect heart
Hoping for her only chance
to be something she is not
believing they cannot see
through the windows of her mind
For fear they will deem her unworthy
She walks in false confidence
Trying to belong
to a world that was not made for her
to the prison that will stifle her thoughts
As she believes it to be
her destiny.

~The Illiterate Librarian~
Where the wind blows strong
The cold air strides
Aimlessly and purposefully
Speaking silent words
unto an unhearing world.

~Child of the People~
Cold stares pave the way
for the child who crawls onward
slipping on their empty thoughts
choking on the anger
the violence in their eyes
sobbing into the rags
that clothe his shivering body.

more poems (the cooler ones are closer to the bottom)
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