Tag: night

LIVES

 

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image: Free Photo Library 

 

in the dawn of our lives
expecting a bright lovely sunrise 
unexpectedly a disturbance of day
comes to darken the way

harsh wind blows so hard
and clouds fly so dark
lightning  begins to spark 
and strike a burning mark

water of the sky heavily pours 
and sips inside closed doors
rises and tries to ready itself
and floods the way with cries

tears of hate and pains of hurt
bloodied wounds and stains of dirt
all will be talking inside your heart
when a survival is going  to start 

wishing the sun would not set
and turn the day to night
lives have their twists and turns
the fire has some waste to burn…
 

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As I Close My Eyes

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Image credit: Sylvain Claire Photography   (sunrise)

as i close my eyes
i leave the worries of the day
the fears of the night
and the confusions of dawn

solutions are there to find
where the sun’s light
has no obstructions on its way
and the perfect picture can be drawn

sometimes the night in reverse
becomes the lighted day
it is in the dark
one can find the needle under the hay

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In The Midst…

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there are days i like it white
pure and clean like Mary the Virgin
taste like vanilla at the height of night
but cuts and stings like a sea urchin
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coffee, chocolate or mocha color me up
weekends  taste nutty with shades of brown
merrily singing, but heart cries like a tiger cub
making a canopy of sort, laughing like a clown
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tucking away sad memories inside
moments of truth sometimes will show
deep in a heart bitter realities just don’t die
spring will come in the midst  of a cold snow…

Sands Of The Desert

i felt the heat of the searing sands
as i walked barefooted through the barren land
powdery sands out there in the desert
an ocean of solids no fishes  ever swam
a windstorm blew along the clouds of sands
a heated earth in daytime where a sandstorm began
and at night where the air has fully cooled
dissipated in the dark where loosened sands were stirred
just like you and me, life’s storms do come and go
where love needs precious time to let it grow
but sometimes it is shaken by a tricky trouble
loosening the Gordian knot ends the pestering battle…