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Dust on my shoes

This street is dull
Sweeps particles of dust along it’s pavements

Onto my shoes,
Dirty laces through eyelets of tired leather

The park once bloomed
Faces of unknown lovers wishing upon the fountain

And I played a song
The strange tune of a forgotten guitar

Hearts came alive
The warmth of thunderous clapping delighted my soul

That I came each day
To pull the strings of that same guitar

Days fell in and out
Hearts walked in and out

Never returned
These piles of little scrolls of unread poetry

The dust between the lines
On every letter,

The tiny pieces of my heart
May be I am just another beggar on the street

May be my journey came this far and here it ends
May be I only need to dust my shoes

The man

The truth that I knew,
The lies of the beloved

I find trust waning every night
With my lover besides in the dark

What could I know?
But a pretty face and her enchanting breath

A poison to my lungs,
The smell of her hair like the roses

If two can’t walk the night,
Then my soul alone,

She battle the moon’s phantoms
And tread the path to a new dawn

The boulevard of dreams
Cars and dresses

The mirrors on the street
Strangers and their reflections

Climbing stairways to a heaven
Their names engraved into the clouds

The point is,
A man is but himself

Not the woman in his bed,
Not the suits and clone on his skin

But his dreams,
And the will to achieve them

For what surrounds is but pictures,
Changing, as he walks, along his path

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I don’t wanna die

Loyalty and honesty
Pledge the heart on a stab
Is it fear or survival?

As I slept,
The world calmed,
And the shadows disappeared

When I awoke,
The winds roared,
Squeaking sheets on the roof

He accepts mortality
Unchained from its ghosts,
And dines with the present

The roses in the park,
Unfeigned smiles he sees,
enjoying the colours of the young moon

I run he stands,
The mysteries of my life,
Archives he loves to read

I love to fear
He loves to dare
We live to love

This life,
The truth of the eye
What to happen in the next second?

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I don’t wanna die

Loyalty and honesty
Pledge the heart on a stab
Is it fear or survival?

As I slept,
The world calmed,
And the shadows disappeared

When I awoke,
The winds roared,
Squeaking sheets on the roof

He accepts mortality
Unchained from its ghosts,
And dines with the present

The roses in the park,
Unfeigned smiles he sees,
enjoying the colours of the young moon

I run he stands,
The mysteries of my life,
Archives, he loves to read

I love to fear
He loves to dare
We live to love

This life,
The truth of the eye
What to happen in the next second?

thank you for reading
please check out more on my wall and would love to know your thoughts