A good nights sleep over,
the plague of mind unremoved,
to being gone it is closer,
but it will come back anew
the unremoved stone
It has been there since our childhood,
it will remain there until our departure...
Is standing there telling a past story
who she asks...
Always present in the landscape,
don't move away from life...
Stone not removed... !
Natural monument of time!
Portion of our memory !
Os Merry Christmas friends of PoetrySoup !
It was neither empty nor hollow
Why was it named thus I never knew
Enchanting midnights
Hopeful dreams
Unspoken solace
Hushed screams
Haunting fears
Lost places
Unremoved scars
Undefeated battles
Nostalgic innocence
Regained spirit
Undying faith
Lonely victories
Joyous defeats
Whispered lullabies
Cocooned love
Saw everything
Remained with everyone
Who named it silence?
May 13, 2020
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A -Angels are a blessing in disguise
N- never fearing the roll of the tide.
G- Guided by the hand of love
E- eager to please heaven above.
L- Lingering always unremoved.
The night is cold and loud
and cannot see.
The children are up in bed tonight,
eyes on eyes, immobile
with the dark or tears flicker.
Her voice shrill between the twelve tolls.
Porcelain, alabaster and pure, dissipates
across the linoleum tiles
where it haunts beneath the fridge.
Her cheeks, a blossoming rose.
The children are up in bed tonight;
it is cold, too cold, with no body
and their faces hot.
Her wound hair, a taut gold,
he said would last eternal.
The kettle steady and piercing,
wailing and unremoved,
pours heat into the air.
He is calm between the seconds.
The children are up in bed tonight,
their noses ripe,
their wails are rich and broken.
His feet are dull upon the wood.
The porcelain is long in dust;
all sullen draped
like pupil-less and silent eyes.
The night is cold and loud
and cannot see.
Burning wide black shaded eyes
squint,steal a blurred glimpse
and shut as stinging tears
mixed with facial muck smear
Gazing in the bathroom mirror
my eyes teared honey lime until my vision became clearer
and the world became visable
sacred nightly ritual's
side effects of cheap sweet generic mess
Late night I gently applied honey lime
into fines lines , obvious signs of progressive aging
my taste in cheap facial care's always changing
The past proved new
generic solution unremoved
stick like crazy glue
There're awful goup imitations
causing severe skin irritations
they stricken faces with moles,
rashes and skin blotch discolorations
that clash with social circles
some are inexpensively hurtful
I tried to remove the sooth skin peel
sticky as glue as it congealed
my bleeding skin healed slow
and now blond peach fuzz grows
over healing scrapes,scratches,bruises,rashes
sores and blemishes it seems its side effects are endless
Heavy mascara and fake sunshine smiles
are the safest fashion style