Submissions by Amanacer
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th May 2019 11:25am
4th May 2019 11:25am
The Wee Hours
Wee hours beckon
Summoning me from my sleep
Calling to reckon
Secrets that I keep
Recorded are the tears of women
Chronicled in the heavenly annals
God will provide the blessed haven
No longer left to ramble
Alone on sleepless nights
Tears my reminder
Wrestling with my plight
Of a life made asunder
Summoning me from my sleep
Calling to reckon
Secrets that I keep
Recorded are the tears of women
Chronicled in the heavenly annals
God will provide the blessed haven
No longer left to ramble
Alone on sleepless nights
Tears my reminder
Wrestling with my plight
Of a life made asunder
#sleep
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd May 2019 6:10pm
3rd May 2019 6:10pm
Wind Goddess
Silken is the summer breeze
Calling my name in plain speak
That grazes my weary cheek
As though I am in dream
Blow away my cares tonight
Their burden is my plight
Lift the dust that blinds my sight
On this moonless night
Calling my name in plain speak
That grazes my weary cheek
As though I am in dream
Blow away my cares tonight
Their burden is my plight
Lift the dust that blinds my sight
On this moonless night
#angels
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2019 11:49pm
22nd Apr 2019 11:49pm
The way way down
#BDSM
#sexy
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2019 10:38pm
17th Mar 2019 10:38pm
In the Stillness
Redwood bright and green
Stands majestic
Slowly has come this spring
Roses bursting orchestric
Wild fragmenting youth
The summer of my path
Luscious full in bloom
Spring now passed
Soon Autumn pervades
Cool still and pristine
Red yellow covers the landscape
Silent this winter dream
Stands majestic
Slowly has come this spring
Roses bursting orchestric
Wild fragmenting youth
The summer of my path
Luscious full in bloom
Spring now passed
Soon Autumn pervades
Cool still and pristine
Red yellow covers the landscape
Silent this winter dream
#LifeCycle
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2019 3:11am
17th Feb 2019 3:11am
Renouncement Day
When you broke my heart
I built a wall
To ensure that part
Would never again fall
Prey again to such as you
A fool to love, I died of shame
And heartbreak you knew
Would cause such pain
The devastation lasted many years
The pain inside pierced my heart
And I have shed a million tears
My soul savagely ripped apart
Now I stand with head held high
In search of love I might never find
All the days and nights I cried
All the demons in my mind
I rebuke and renounce today
I will forgive you...
I built a wall
To ensure that part
Would never again fall
Prey again to such as you
A fool to love, I died of shame
And heartbreak you knew
Would cause such pain
The devastation lasted many years
The pain inside pierced my heart
And I have shed a million tears
My soul savagely ripped apart
Now I stand with head held high
In search of love I might never find
All the days and nights I cried
All the demons in my mind
I rebuke and renounce today
I will forgive you...
#redemption
#MovingOn
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2019 00:01am
25th Jan 2019 00:01am
Twenty-eight steps
Twenty-eight steps to my cubicle
Twenty-eight steps up the stairs
28 steps to the inevitable
28 steps to my chair
Where I sit for 8 hours a day
Pimping my time away
For that little bit of pay
That allows me to pay my way
I pay my rent, I feed my kid
I manage my responsibilities
Inside, however, I feel dead
Not using my capabilities
I read a book by George Orwell
Entitled 1984
He gave an insider's look
Into my 2019 life to the core
Just like in the movie
I march to work each day ...
Twenty-eight steps up the stairs
28 steps to the inevitable
28 steps to my chair
Where I sit for 8 hours a day
Pimping my time away
For that little bit of pay
That allows me to pay my way
I pay my rent, I feed my kid
I manage my responsibilities
Inside, however, I feel dead
Not using my capabilities
I read a book by George Orwell
Entitled 1984
He gave an insider's look
Into my 2019 life to the core
Just like in the movie
I march to work each day ...
#death
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2019 8:18pm
22nd Jan 2019 8:18pm
The sweetest kiss
The first kiss is the sweetest
The last bittersweet
Everything in between
Distant memories that I keep
Passion that we shared
Our connection palpable
Electricity sparked
Raw and cannibal
To feel the heat
Others longing for a taste
Kisses dripping with honey
Never given in haste
I recall our first kiss
I have forgotten the last
Loving you was desire incarnate
Lingering vividly in my past
The years have passed
No longer together
We loved and lost
That desire...
The last bittersweet
Everything in between
Distant memories that I keep
Passion that we shared
Our connection palpable
Electricity sparked
Raw and cannibal
To feel the heat
Others longing for a taste
Kisses dripping with honey
Never given in haste
I recall our first kiss
I have forgotten the last
Loving you was desire incarnate
Lingering vividly in my past
The years have passed
No longer together
We loved and lost
That desire...
#love
#grief
#erotic #passion
#erotic #passion
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jan 2019 8:20pm
17th Jan 2019 8:20pm
Yesterday's Flower
Like a sultry jazz song
In a smoke-filled room
She’s yesterday’s flower
No longer in bloom
She longs for a lover
She’s sharp and she’s soft
She’s yesterday’s flower
She’s cold and she’s hot
Sometimes she laughs
And at night she cries
She’s yesterday’s flower
Her naiveté has died
But somewhere inside
Where her dreams reside
No longer yesterday’s flower
Her lush bloom presides
Longing for a soft touch
A man with strong arms
To open her flower
And do her no harm
To...
In a smoke-filled room
She’s yesterday’s flower
No longer in bloom
She longs for a lover
She’s sharp and she’s soft
She’s yesterday’s flower
She’s cold and she’s hot
Sometimes she laughs
And at night she cries
She’s yesterday’s flower
Her naiveté has died
But somewhere inside
Where her dreams reside
No longer yesterday’s flower
Her lush bloom presides
Longing for a soft touch
A man with strong arms
To open her flower
And do her no harm
To...
#lover
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ANGER POEM
Published
14th Jan 2019 9:38pm
14th Jan 2019 9:38pm
Wall from Grace
Bent brown hands
Twisted with age
Soothed my brows
Erased my pain
Smiling wrinkled potato faces
Scrunched with laughter
Provided me with escapes
From the daily slaughter
A child's worth and well being
In a house that was not safe
And pressed me to their bosoms
A beckoning familiar place
Many was the time they were my only solace
From the white brutal forces
Thank you God for these brown women
Who delivered me with their graces
Twisted with age
Soothed my brows
Erased my pain
Smiling wrinkled potato faces
Scrunched with laughter
Provided me with escapes
From the daily slaughter
A child's worth and well being
In a house that was not safe
And pressed me to their bosoms
A beckoning familiar place
Many was the time they were my only solace
From the white brutal forces
Thank you God for these brown women
Who delivered me with their graces
#betrayal
#politics
#racism
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jan 2019 12:44pm
14th Jan 2019 12:44pm
The Box
I live in a box
In the morning when I wake
I drive in a box
To the place where I make
A little money to pay for the box
I work in a box
Surrounded by others
Who also work in a box
My mind is smothered
Left to dwindle in a box
My hopes and dreams
And memories before the box
Consumed my light
And I taught my children about the box
Thinking that it was right
As it turns out, it was Pandora’s box
And when I dared to open the box
I was sorely disappointed
There was nothing in the box
In...
In the morning when I wake
I drive in a box
To the place where I make
A little money to pay for the box
I work in a box
Surrounded by others
Who also work in a box
My mind is smothered
Left to dwindle in a box
My hopes and dreams
And memories before the box
Consumed my light
And I taught my children about the box
Thinking that it was right
As it turns out, it was Pandora’s box
And when I dared to open the box
I was sorely disappointed
There was nothing in the box
In...
#corruption
#LifeStruggles
#peace
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Jan 2019 12:42pm
14th Jan 2019 12:42pm
Shaman Son
My Shaman son is like no other
His gifts never cease to amaze
He is a healer like his mother
Swayed neither by criticism or praise
He carries on with a true heart
And a belief that he can heal the world
Connection to Mother Earth sets him apart
The energy around him swirls
His aura a lovely gold and blue
For he is destined for greatness
I know that his heart is true
Perhaps his generation will witness
This planet’s revival and restoration
Would surely please Mother Father God
It would be cause for great...
His gifts never cease to amaze
He is a healer like his mother
Swayed neither by criticism or praise
He carries on with a true heart
And a belief that he can heal the world
Connection to Mother Earth sets him apart
The energy around him swirls
His aura a lovely gold and blue
For he is destined for greatness
I know that his heart is true
Perhaps his generation will witness
This planet’s revival and restoration
Would surely please Mother Father God
It would be cause for great...
#healing
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Jan 2019 2:14am
14th Jan 2019 2:14am
Such a small man (Muy poco hombre)
The devil is salivating
Your place in hell reserved
He’s counting your sins, waiting
Your time on earth perverse
His red eyes shine
Awaiting your arrival
Not like mine
It’s a matter of survival
Will you brave the flames
The devil wants to know
Don’t try to run coward man
It’s too late for you now
Your fate is sealed
That ship has sailed
I hope you enjoy the descent
Your place in hell reserved
Your place in hell reserved
He’s counting your sins, waiting
Your time on earth perverse
His red eyes shine
Awaiting your arrival
Not like mine
It’s a matter of survival
Will you brave the flames
The devil wants to know
Don’t try to run coward man
It’s too late for you now
Your fate is sealed
That ship has sailed
I hope you enjoy the descent
Your place in hell reserved
#hell
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