shayarisms4lovers June18 276 - Pain Became My Friend Today | A Poem by Shannen Wrass

Pain Became My Friend Today | A Poem by Shannen Wrass

Pain became my friend today She showed me how to hide She’d been watching from a distance Every tear I cried Pain became my friend today Reached out her hand to me Then pulled me into darkness Introducing misery Pain became my friend today She’s emptying my heart She’s now my constant companion Tearing me apart Pain became my friend today She isolates my soul Now without her I am nothing In her I’m consoled Pain became my friend today Saw me kneel down and cry Then she lay down right next to me Kissed my joy good-bye Pain became my friend today Acquainted me with sorrow Who showed me how to dwell in agony And fear the break of tomorrow Pain became my friend today She’s making my heart cold Pain became my friend today The only hand I hold

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Neighborhood Disturbance | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

Who knew it would come to this? Certainly not you nor the birds twittering in the tree. Or the squirrel fidgeting by the flowerpot — or the rain in the rainbow — no, not even me. Not even I could have guessed the things confessed by others carried on the gossip of a breeze. But we just sat there, quiet as leaves — listening when the disturbance suddenly ceased. Everyone was waiting on everyone else to see who might call the police.

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shayarisms4lovers June18 272 - Shadowboxing | A Poem by Jeremiah Castelo

Shadowboxing | A Poem by Jeremiah Castelo

My shoulders are well oiled axles, my fists are cannon balls I am an uncompromised, uninhibited, and unchallenged fresh breath of boldness I am the statue of fastholding, chiseled down from black diamond by the strong hand of craftsmanship I am chaos’s more stable second cousin, and favored uncle to the prodigals, the proliferates, the princes, and the prodigies I am the lion’s heart beat, the war drum’s sporadic syncopation I am the wolf pack’s collective sixth and seventh senses, keen on the scent of blood, fear, and impending annihilation I will not sway to the breath of your voice nor will I stagger at the wind your weather weaves Advance upon me and find yourself hard pressed against calloused intolerance, behind which is a wall, and behind that wall, an army I pray you combust into flames and feathers at once should my name birth from your lips I pray my night guardsmen have eyes of eagles, and my trumpeteers have breaths of behemoths should you ever encroach upon my camp at dreaming hour I promise to empress upon you pressure, of a nature that spawns pearls, magma, and passionate revolution But the only revolution that will come of […]

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shayarisms4lovers June18 70 - Palpable | A Poem by Guy Farmer

Palpable | A Poem by Guy Farmer

Only one point of view Is respectable, The moment ripe for Grotesquely inadequate and Malformed perceptions to Populate well-meaning minds Reacting from a place of Pain and fear Never admitted. Maintain the momentum, Eradicate dissenting utterances, Sweep them under the rug as Bothersome, trifling dust. A new day arrives brandishing A glinting sword, the Contracted face of Judgment unmistakable, Zeal palpable.

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shayarisms4lovers June18 245 - Reassuring Words | A Poem by Guy Farmer

Reassuring Words | A Poem by Guy Farmer

A series of crises jolt frail, Susceptible minds into visceral fear. Whom to blame, someone, anyone. Single out the weakest, Attach despective labels. Rail against fabricated enemies of Crumbling state of mind. Revel in the reassuring words of Mendacious itinerant salesmen, Venal opportunists promising to Protect you from your Recurring, misplaced nightmare and Restore order.

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