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A very short poem about “gardening” to celebrate the start of Spring. Brown eyes call me, the gardener, To step upon the soft rose petal carpet of your soul, Through gently opening doors, A slow descent, your watering hole Sprinklers rejuvenating foliage, ferns, Intoxicating perfume of your inner world Charms my soul’s depths within me As your love unfurls. Your rich resin, destiny’s...
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Without pain I would know not relief. Without heartache I would feel no comfort. Without suffering I would know not joy. Without grief I would have no friend to mourn with. Without the despair of now, in no future would I hope. Without destruction, I would have no need to re-create. Without this bitter desolation, where would be the consolation? Without the fear, demonic...
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Moi, j’suis Paris, même en Angleterre, Toi, t’es mon ami, camarade de guerre, Lui, dans mon coeur, cette victime, qui meure, Elle, c’est une fleur du monde, qui pleure. Nous les rosbifs on est solidaire de vous, Vous êtes du ciel mais vous etes en enfer, Vos copains, vos enfants, vos parents, décimés, Vos épouses blessés, en s’amusant tués, Toujours tristes, angoissés, mais au coeur optimiste, On...
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Inspired by Andre Malraux’s novel of the same title, this short poem explores the thoughts of some that life is futile and that everything we do is meaningless in the grand scheme of things. We see ourselves on a pointless journey between birth and death, where everything in between is not even worth trying. I am glad I don’t share this view. La condition humaine It’s a...
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Roses are red, Violence and blood, The first cut’s the deepest, You’re killing me too. ©Cre8ivation
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I was not born, but came to life here. I didn’t grow up, but grew into me here. I didn’t go to school, but my school was here. I left, but have never left here, My heart learned to beat and my lungs to breathe here. A thousand years, a thousand more, I’ll never walk alone through war, With echoes of the Bunnymen In...
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I can run and run and travel many thousands of miles as the geese fly from where I am now. I can traverse continents and sail the eight seas to escape my plight and the ordeal that life has dealt me. I can fly to the utmost corner of the globe to leave behind the dreams of my fallen existence. But when I arrive I...
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Every step we have taken Every breath we have breathed Every life we have touched Every joy we’ve received Every hope that’s been crushed Every plan we believed Every hurt we have caused Every time we’ve deceived Every word we have spoken Every thought we’ve conceived Every “every” now brings us To present from past And beckons at last To the future ahead. ©Cre8ivation