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Author Name: Premiummazurekd 5 Comments
Date Added: June 09, 2015 15:06:56 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Inspirational Add To Favorites | Text Only


Here among the ruins of all humanity.

Where the flowers have no personality.

A place where the birds and squirrels roam free.

Each person has inherited an unwanted necessity.

Who has taken your dominion away?
For here the children will seldom play.

Where solemn faces weaken the knees.

As a breeze carries away parting pleads.

The shadows grow so hastily after me.

Dirt here disguises what's left of us.
The night provides a temporary trust.
How sounds intensifies my own heartbreaks.
One day I will laid to rest all the heartaches.

I silently vow to learn from my own mistakes.

Without a vision we die.
Before Gods chosen time. 
Author's Notes:
I walk thru a graveyard and saw many names I knew and rememmbered the lessons some taught me like my Father and brother Ken.
And even Frederic's contribution.
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Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on November 16, 2015 03:54:16 PM Report



"Without a vision we die.

Before Gods chosen time. '''


There is much wisdom in that line, Dan. Moving piece of poetry...len

Comment By: FreeLast Temple Knight on October 21, 2015 10:24:46 PM Report

Very profound my friend! LTK


Happy birthday 10/21/15!

Comment By: FreeLiquid Poetess on October 11, 2015 05:35:08 PM Report

Powerful. .. loved this.


Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on June 11, 2015 02:10:03 PM Report
As I read so much comes flooding back in my mind..Time passes and we remember what we must . Your poems are always filled with inspirations.. Your a blessing to us all Texas Hugs ~ India
Comment By: FreeHenry M. on June 10, 2015 09:35:43 AM Report
This is a look at how we remember the past and how those who shaped us have given us some semblance of where we came from and where we will go. Great work on this one Dan.    Henry


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