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Poetry by Angela |
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Illusions My heart, oh my heart does beat for you When light comes in and day breaks then truth speaks What have you done to me that my heart should stop Oh how I wait for just one kind word from your lips Just a glimmer of hope The moment of truth My truth, my reality is all I can bear today My soul is fragile and cannot bear the truth The truth that is at my door Stand still, the quietness is so much kinder Kinder than the words you are about to speak Oh how my heart does beat for you, for your touch Stop and let me only remember the warmth of yesterday And not your touch that has grown colder than a winter day Let me have one more day in my reality Your reality is more than I can stand Turn, Turn, Turn I have encircled myself in my reality The words spoken by you fall like petals from a dying flower Quickly gathered and pressed Until they disappear into my reality Of what should be, but what is not Let me have one last glass filled with illusions |
Moment A wave, a rush of wind, a moment It has passed, it is gone too fast A shadow, a hint of time A grasp, a clutch, bring it back A memory, a promise, a longing For what could have been A touch that never was A word that was never spoken A promise that was never fulfilled An ending that was too soon Bring back the moment that was lost The enemy creeps in He hovers, he swoops His teeth are sharp He steals what is mine Never to be captured Only to move on to the next Without a word of intent Without regard to person or stature Infant to infinity It is not his care Take the young the old It does not matter They are all of equal value All are a prize in his eyes How can such an enemy be defeated How can I bring rest to my soul How can I bring peace to my spirit How can a hand that is empty be filled How can a heart that aches be soothed Cherish the moment that is before you Speak the word that was unspoken Hold the hand that eludes you Create the memory that might have been missed Embrace the life that is before you When the tears fall as they must Joy will spring forth |
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