Poems #11-20

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Continued from Poems #1-10.

#11
Under the cover of time the oceans cry
Endless tears shed in a second
Spraying through the silent air
With no end to the pain in sight

#12
Beneath the surface of tears the memories weep
Silent agony slides down the emptiness
No end to these rivers of love
Only endless whispers of heartache

#13
In the dying of desire the spirits whisper,
Listening to the beat of broken hearts
Voices of sweet innocence arise
And weave a matrix of true love

#14
Discord clashes with harmony
Beauty and destruction intertwine
Love and hate each seek control
Life and death honor a truce of anarchy

#15
In dreams of tears the leaves speak,
Of seasons past and days gone by
Of imagined futures and new beginnings
Of a world that rang with beauty

#16
In a still world the trees whisper,
A breath of wind to stir the air
Golden rays brush the landscape
Lending hope to all they could

#17
Waves fade into the air
Impact forgotten soon after
As numerous more follow
And one among thousands
Can only mean so little

#18
In the air of evening,
Wolves howl forlornly
Owls awaken as silent sentinels
To stand 'neath the blood moon

#19
After the rain,
Droplets hang in the air
Clinging to all they can find
Before the sun comes
To evict them from this world

#20
Inside the memory of longing,
The oceans wander the world
A silent, unknown observer
To countless wondrous horrors

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