poetry
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Heritage replaced with agendas Unvarnished truth replaced with convenience Warmth and joy replaced with icy stares Growth replaced with competitive stagnation The proof, it screams! The eyes unveiled. Such a burden they often bear Minds filled with endless queries Scavenger hunts that last an eternity Ridiculed and cut down, yet they still persevere Their questions…
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I passed by the open door, head shaking in awe At the petty grievances held, the loftiness of the up-turned nose, At the minds closed to all but grandeur. For some, it’s bathed in silk and velvet, For others, gashing wounds are a Divine right. Life without the love of Heaven is the truest state…
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Weighted and shackled, I struggle on Knowing the cost of surrender is high Endless worlds spiraling outward As Divinity’s quill passes by I beg a little of that inspiration A chance to recapture that childhood dream Then carried on a distant breeze, a whisper “Take heart. Things are not what they seem.” From here, I…
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I arrived at a performance filled with laughter and joy A light-hearted comedy to shake off the dust of depression So many care-free moments filled with wide-eyed innocence. But then I briefly recalled my heart’s passion That key to illusions past, present, and future And it raised the second curtain on the theater before me.…
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To plan an adventure, a sojourn in a distant land Mesmerized by frequencies, kaleidoscope of bizarre new sights Hallucinations of other’s dreams, yet so convincing Then I collide with the blatant irony, so elusive yet so clear That all is the same everywhere, encryptions that never vary Repetitive trends and teachings, identical fantasies and thrills…
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Failure: Holographic images of chains Death: Formed from the worship of lies Empathy: Scandalous affront to unbalanced logic Innocence: The denied right of childhood Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Image: found online, author unknown
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Raise your soul, start your climb Up the great tree of life! Above all, remember why. Hush, sweet child. Dry your eyes For in the darkness, there’s a prize Cloaked among the flesh, disguised. Hold to center on your flight And on the day that we unite, We will streak across the sky And ascend…
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The fool abolishes law and order, The imbecile claims he is God incarnate, The ego seeks glory and psychic power, The traitor worships the Gods Of Death. All-hail the Indignation! Let man be torn from the pedestal he stole! The Owner Of Worlds is not amused. The Mother and Father see all As…
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Enfolded by caring arms so real Igniting hope to strengthen and heal. Cursed be those who would deny This balm of life in the name of lies! Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Images: found online, photographers unknown, no copyright violation intended
Ena Whiteraven 