

Hollow SoundSee the bottles B ROK EN and whole Scattered over the ground Kicked aside &nHollow Sound


WaitingWaiting by the window Gazing past the sleeting surge rushing 'gainst the pane Midst the whirlwind crush of eternal traffic Deep belowWaiting
Time hangs in suspension Raindrops slow their broken weeping as I wait alone Cupped in this my patient dreaming All of you
Though mine eyes grow heavy With the oncoming dusky gloom that waltzes nearer I shall not request a moment to close them Nor to sigh
For in that bashful moment I might take an ethereal glimpse of you by timid hand To press against my trem'rous lips and heart While I wait


Even Angels CrySitting in silence Helpless to move Powerless to stop the pain Watching angels suffer Wings torn from their backs A flurry of stained feathers Falling No redemption Silent screamsEven Angels Cry
Echoing
Unanswered prayers Discarded pleas The agony of kneeling
On bloodied knees If such a God existed Long ago I would have been your hero I would have taken Your hands in mine Given you
A better life
Miss you darling
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Save the best till last
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"In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite."
-Franz Kafka
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"In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite."
-Franz Kafka
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"In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite."
-Franz Kafka
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