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[ Sunday, November 1, 2009 ]
Hidden Stories
Hiding behind;
The veil that offers barely,
Barely any protection;
Secrets that
Are deep and are dark.
Niggling chores,
Oh they yell! Out for
Attention! Attention!
They buried other imperatives
Away and beneath.
Drawn apart like
Day curtains;
Translucency to transparency:
Oh more to be told!
Bit by bit being
Uncovered, unravelled;
And told to the rest of
The world.
As more is told,
As more is said;
Revealing the
Ugly truths, oh the ugly truths!
What stories they tell!
Whatever that was
Said, and played, and rewound,
And played again;
Regurgitated bits
Of this secret beneath.
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[ Saturday, October 24, 2009 ]
Pretty Woman
Strutting along,
Her head held high;
Oh how proud she was!
A lady
Who is pretty,
She is.
How'd she?
Do this & that?
Oh, how masses question.
Doubts her ability;
Being treated
Nothing more than a vase.
Pretty but
Useless, they thought.
Many nods to this judgement.
She, however,
Glad that they thought highly
Of her; did they?
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[ Saturday, October 17, 2009 ]
A Fall & A Cut
Unintentional;
I trip, I knock,
I fall and
Got hurt.
Fearful;
I cover, I shun,
Not wanting to see
The damage done.
It bled and swell,
Would leave a scar;
I tear and fear,
How'd it appear?
Ostensibly small,
Really;
Magnified through me,
To me.
Delude is mine,
Ouch the pain,
Trickle the tears,
A scar is here.
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[ Friday, September 25, 2009 ]
The End of Cheer
Balloons and flowers,
They are everywhere;
Bright and springy
And cheerful and sunny!
A sea breeze that blows
Through the flowers;
Oh, they dance gaily!
With a rhythm they sway.
Through the sky
Clouds cavort freely;
The cheer that spreads
On a bright, sunny day.
Oh so it seems,
Happy and gay.
But it doesn't last,
And it wouldn't ever.
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[ Monday, August 31, 2009 ]
Hidden Truths
Lying imperative
Beyond description
Some thoughts
Never spoken
A tactless notion
Mere fallacy
A fragile cover
Deceiving, deceptive
Blows taken
Fury within
Hidden truths
Buried deeply
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[ Sunday, August 9, 2009 ]
Witch's Spell
Filled to the brim;
A cauldron that boils
With poison and meat
And creepy crawlies.
The cauldron is,
Overflowing and flowing;
The spell casted, mean
With exotic ingredients
And purple bubbles.
The witch is,
Cackling and laughing;
Her joy overspills, she is
Over the moon
And frightfully eccentric.
The spell is,
Taking over, over the world;
'Thou shalt control!
All hail! Controller of the World;
Thy spell will curse all,
And thou will rule!'
The end is,
Near, the world doomed;
No joy, no laughter
Among witch's slaves
And labourers.
The world is,
Over.
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[ Wednesday, July 8, 2009 ]
Lost Heart
Deep within shadows;
Thou stays, silent.
Behind curtains;
Thou stays, veiled.
Amidst the crowd;
Thou stays, cached.
Beneath the skin;
Thou stays, concealed.
Thou art far;
Whereforth thy heart remains.
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