◊ Gratitude ◊
No verses can express
My gratitude; I’m blessed.
I hear the wind chanting
My name, it sings my song
Every night and every morning
The angels are smiling
At me. I see, I feel, I see.
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◊Saudade◊
Would the scent of warmth,
Of love, and joyous growth,
Cling to my sleeves?
Worried someone burned
My tall and hefty trees.
Where has the lighthouse gone?
Why did it have to break?
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◊Envy◊
Side by side,
Sirius wants to be the Sun;
Grand and warm,
Close and familiar.
The Sun wants to be Sirius;
Glowing and bright,
Breathtaking luminar.
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◊ Despise ◊
Red, is the sound of breaking;
The flavor of heavy ash
That will not float or dance;
Fraudulent grandiosity;
The stench of “unforgivable”.
How can I even glance,
Where my spirit has smouldered.
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Artwork is by Arthur Rackham.
SingulariT 