The Tale…

pressed between the thin pages of  Memoirs
hidden inside a shell protected by a thick wall of lies
describing each story and molded with flowing deception
where truth is invaded with graphic inaccuracies
that chapters become a losing book of a decaying tale…
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Poetry Challenge 2017 #6 – Ninefold style : Home

cool tears have flowed from her chinky eyes
passing every second was piercing
firmly grasping the sarcophagus

my thoughts knocked and sympathy walked in
the reason behind the ill-timed grief
my own tears dropped and flowed down my cheek

her sadness i felt, my heart in pain
illness got her mother so early
her soul depart to heaven, her home

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In Your Arms

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if i turn my back from you
and set my sight away
displeasure as the field of view
take the mood of a bitter day

if i go there on the hill
and alienate myself
is it against your will
if i say goodbye, farewell

but as i touch the local color
of breaking off the knot
it’s you  i see in every corner
i wont let the feelings to rot

i have to be in touch again
with you, my love i still remain
‘though i’ve sang  my  farewell song
in your arms i’m back where i belong

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