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Vilaney
Is she named transgression,cast as a shadow in life’s discordant fight?Her name is Vilaney, a despised soul,an ugly figure of plight,Born bowed and crossed, stammering,limp, her form a scorn,Hunched shoulders, her truth echoes,a relentless toll, a fate forlorn. Vigilance with a stutter and slur,a child of innocence in a world unkind,Vilaney is her name, despised, rejected,and in social judgments…
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A Conscience Speaks
A conscience hurts when all’s just fine,Pricks when you have not crossed that line.It’s that little voice inside your head,Reminding you of what you dread.A clear conscience, so pristine,might mean your memory’s unseen.Those who can’t recall the past,are often guilt-free, free at last.
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Find peace
In the stillness of my soul, I find peace,For in forgiveness, grace has found its way,A gentle whisper that grants sweet release. “I am okay,” I declare in each breath,For God’s mercy surrounds me, day and night.For I am forgiven, embraced by grace’s depth. Forgiveness flows through me, like a sacred stream,With prayer as my compass, I navigate life’s shore,And by this grace, my spirit begins…
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Let Me Love Beauteous Things
I love all beauteous things, each grace,that walks with beauty, leaves its trace,through fields of time, where harvest gleams,will beauty come, or fade in dreams?Let me love beauteous things, fierce and free. From Parthenon’s ancient stone,timeless wisdom has brightly shone.I learn from every light that gleams,In ancient beauty, truth redeems.Love beauteous things, fierce and free—let me. A…
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In the White Orchard
Alone as the midnight-hours towers above; below-me. Oh me, alone in a white-orchard- tortured by a memory. Remember beautiful-eyes. Lies fall silent on deaf-ears. Fears, they say, adds to your-age. Rage, they say, depletes the years, Tears, they say, blind bright-eyes. Ties you to thoughts mistaken. Dying embers, cold-ashes dashes hearts that are-aching raking embers of cold…
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Goodnight Kiss
Through the twists and turns we go, In this waltz of life’s grand show, With every step, we learn and grow. The universe unfolds its gentle plea, To cherish moments, wild and free, And in each other, find sanctuary. With courage as our guiding star, We conquer battles near and far, Together, we withstand what’s bizarre. With whispers soft and tender kiss, We bid farewell, the day we’ll…
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On Salvation
Beauty will save the world, they say,its light will drive the dark away—Yet it is in grace alone we find the keyto peace, to love, to harmony.
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Cascade: My Heart It Sings
My Heart, It Sings Who am I to want such things?Who am I to walk with Kings?Am I lost to the joy, to the hope it brings?Who am I to cry? I cry! Yet my heart, it sings! Who am I? I am unnamed.What hope have I, with my joy unclaimed?If I lose my heart, am I to be blamed?Who am I to want such things? Who am I to have these schemes?What hope is found in childhood dreams?Though I feel lost, I dance…
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Song of the Sea
Song of the Sea The stars above, like ancient eyes, beholdThe endless dance of waters far below,Where mysteries in depths of blue unfold,As winds above in fleeting whispers blow. A sailor’s heart, adrift in dreams untold,Finds solace in the quiet, gentle pull—The sea, a mirror of the soul’s own mold,Reflects its waves both turbulent and full. Upon the shore, the footprints fade away,Yet in the…
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Dancing in the Rain: 2023
In the downpour’s clouds release, A symphony, raindrops, a masterpiece, the storm’s cascading raid, Passion, a fervent gleam, Thrown about in a burst of a dream, pouring rain, twirling and spinning, energy ignites, Lightning’s vibrant hue, Dancing in the rain, passions rendezvous. Abandons caution, in wild reprieve, passion, oh passion, dares to ignite, Tossing the umbrella, embracing…
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Would You Love Me Anyway
Would you think me ill if I laughed too loud?Would you shame me if I cried?If the truth would hurt and could not help,would you blame me if I lied?Would you pick me up if I fell downand would you join me on the groundif I couldn’t get up and I was afraid,would you love me anyway?
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Love is Light
Love is the light that guides us through, A force that makes us feel brand new. Love is patient, love is true, And it’s the bond that connects me and you. Love can take many different forms, From friendship to romance, transforms. It’s the heartbeat that keeps us warm, The shelter that keeps out the storm. Love is a precious, cherished thing, A melody that our hearts sing. It’s the hope…
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The Song of Thought
The Song of Thought Within the quiet of the star-lit night,A whisper stirs the soul from dreamful sleep,The stars above, they cast a tranquil light,And guide the paths our hearts are sworn to keep. In dreams, we find the strength to rise and soar,For every fear, we face and face once more. The winds that call through trees on high do sigh,Their voices dance and sweep along the land,And though…
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Poetry Is
Poetry is not a luxury.Poetry is not recognized windows.Poetry is the spontaneous overflow.Poetry is what gets lost in translations.Poetry is different from stories.Poetry is not recognized.Poetry is growing in our garden.Poetry is the best words in the best order.Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.
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Chasing dreams
Within the depths of our reflection,A mirror to our very own hearts.The key to understandingOur dreams are just out of sight,Like stars twinkling midday.We strive, we reach, with longingthey elude us, our fire quenchless.pause, in deep introspection,our life’s direction. We trace the steps taken,paths we’ve tread, where we’ve been,and where we’ve led. we learn to grow,we find our strength, We…
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A Blink
A BlinkA blink is just a wink, but two,A blink is quick, but winks are few.One is subtle, soft, and light,The other is double—fast in flight.A wink may signal something sly,But blinks are bursts that flash and fly.So when they come, just wink and think,A blink, you see, is the plural of wink.
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Exploring the True Meaning of Christmas
Exploring the True Meaning of Christmas In Bethlehem’s humble stall, a light was born,A gift of love, on that first Christmas morn.Jesus, our Savior, in a manger lay,The reason for the season, guiding our way. Sinless He lived, teaching truth and grace,Healing the broken, offering embrace.On the cross, He bore our sin and shame,Then rose victorious, death could not contain. Ascended to heaven,…
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