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When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…


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“PAIN RUNS THROUGH HER VEINS”

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Pain runs through her eyes.

Branches reaching out to cry.

Sorrow…

O  The sorrow,

Onto to tomorrow!

Pain

Runs through her veins…

When she hears their flight,

She can’t bear the sight…

Sorrow…

O  The sorrow. Onto to tomorrow!

Pain

Runs through her veins.

Her mind broke.

The soul, too, they never cope.

Sorrow! The sorrow

Onto tomorrow.

Pain

Runs through her veins

With no gains!! …

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“ORCHESTRATED SERENADE”

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Measuring the distance

between your heart and mine

isn’t limited only scales.

Being flat is timid

being sharp is major.

Minor compositions don’t compare.

Harmony unlimited

melodies refined

cadence observation is expressed

chords in combination

arpeggio defined

suspended animation at its best..

Lyrically, melodically

precision consonance

pangs in distinction resonate

communicating units

phrasing instruments

nobility and gardener are in place…

Orchestrated serenade!! …

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“OVERWHELMED”

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Sometimes a tear falls;

and I know not why.

Sometimes a tear falls;

And I burst into cry.

Sometimes a tear falls;

and I am confused.

Sometimes a tear falls;

and gives me the blues.

Sometimes a smile comes;

and comfort this pain.

Sometimes a smile comes;

and I beg to refrain…

But then…

Sometimes a tear falls;

And I can’t chase it away.

Sometimes a tear falls;

and so with sorrow I stay.

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“MANIC STATE OF MOURNING”

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Take heed of this sable cloth.

I’m in a manic state of mourning.

And the angels won’t come to-

Take me cut…

I’ve tried!

I’m damned within…

And when cats come glissading deliberately-

To my feet,

There is no resistance…

I’m a ghost,

Seized in a desperate cyclone conflagration…

Crackling like a heckling laughter!! …

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“GILDED CAGE”

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I keep my soul in a gilded cage.

It rest there ruffled not by winds of rage.

The bars are made of only purest reason;

My soul relaxes in this calmer season.

For oft on bygone days I let it free.

Held to the cage by sanity.

A thread so fine, I fear it must break;

And strong emotions chart the course I take.

And I will set it free again, I know-

To wonder as I watch its flight that’s so.

Majestic as it rides the currents past.

How can such a fragile creature last?? …

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“UNIVERSAL BOUNDARY”

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I’ve always dreamt-

of riding off into the sunset.

Blending myself-

into a rich colorful background.

Enduring romantic adventures,

before the night-

intrigues us in her long dark gown.

Clothes of day worn,

changed and put aside.

Revealing just the newly found,

as horizon lost,

becomes sound without any sigh!

An eternal territory;

sustain all surrounds-

Of universal boundary-

without any bounds.

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