I like soft light best,
candles and moonlight.
Such light always overlooks a blemish
to highlight the deeper beauty-
the sparkle in one's eye,
the glow of a fire, the contours of the night.
It's not concerned with getting to some final truth,
but instead, naturally gregarious, invites us to talk
of our dreams, our aspirations, indeed anything,
usually over a glass of burgundy,
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Today my child slammed the door too hard
And I took a deep breath and thought of you
You set the standard for how to show love
And so I shifted towards compassion
Last Sunday I met up with a friend for coffee
And she talked for so long, I got bored
I took a deep breath and thought of you
And remembered the presence you gave me
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For Compassion and Understanding,
I don't accept any call
I am trapped into an infernal loop where i am misunderstood with a Provider
As soon as i am covered by the sound of words
I wonder, what should i sacrifice, what do i own
Me myself under this position, would only be able to demand for Compassion and Understanding
I myself, did not make, I
But have been made
I have been watered like a flowered to get where i got
I have never asked to be here, therefore
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What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
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The angel has chosen the light regardless of personal cost,
The demons in vain chose darkness in hopes of comfort,
So, tough angels have wings of fire, breath of flame,
For they have opened their souls to the fire, they are angelic, they are strong.
The angel has loved for years now, going the extra mile to love,
They are the victims, of exquisite emotional pain, and fear of touch,
They think if one knows what love is, you'll see what the light is trying to show,
What you already have been carrying an instinct for.
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Love,
What a beautiful word
It can mean different things
To people all around the world
But
What is love?
I asked myself,
And that's when I felt the presence of your elegance
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Today my child slammed the door too hard
And I took a deep breath and thought of you
You set the standard for how to show love
And so I shifted towards compassion
Last Sunday I met up with a friend for coffee
And she talked for so long, I got bored
I took a deep breath and thought of you
And remembered the presence you gave me
......
Mark my words, less they be lost amongst the echoes of time.
Listen to the measures and cadence of my tone as I tell thee, the most utmost truth.
Bind me to the earth, so I might live amongst your prenumbra, just those fleeting corners
The negative space of your x- ray could suffice, to surround you so fleeting,
We all lurch, so very systemically,
Flaying ourselves unto the abyss, endlessly, pointlessly,
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For Compassion and Understanding,
I don't accept any call
I am trapped into an infernal loop where i am misunderstood with a Provider
As soon as i am covered by the sound of words
I wonder, what should i sacrifice, what do i own
Me myself under this position, would only be able to demand for Compassion and Understanding
I myself, did not make, I
But have been made
I have been watered like a flowered to get where i got
I have never asked to be here, therefore
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These are poems about the homeless and the downtrodden, and poems about the need for compassion, kindness, understanding and tolerance.
Neglect
by Michael R. Burch
What good are your tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is your concern
to a child sick of living, waiting to perish?
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