Pretty Souls

Pretty souls Like summer Warm this cold From rigid winter   Feel the kindle Of ones heart Smile formed dimples As teeth ignite   Pretty souls In the dark Light me up I crave a spark. Painting by: Francine Van Hove

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Female Beauty

A female body Is filled with fruit Folded so perfectly Kissed by natures roots   Do not deny For their beauty Is to be testified To praise is ones duty   Each edge carved Like wooden artifacts Strong and study Our love is not an act. Painting by: Francine Van Hove

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Townhouses

Cracked concrete Broken families With lost children A different childhood   Welfare is just Another addition Surrounded with people Controlled by addiction   “Don’t go outside” Cried their mother Already lost one Graves of brothers   Just small children This is reality Townhouses are nice But some come   With a price. _______________________________________________________ Yes, this…

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First Kiss

Lips like velvet Cracked like concrete You kissed me All too tenderly   Senses touched but our innocence left untouched For no one   Has made me feel As such. *Picture from Pinterest*

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Alive

We danced in shackles And scars across Our backs   We sang in decks With death upon our path   We cried in cages As thieves stole Our children   We lived in pain Yes, we lived Our lives. Picture taken with iPhone 6s Plus

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Paper House

All we see Are burnt cigars Broken homes Abandoned cars   Home is drawn By ghosts of ancestors With bloody gowns And unread letters   For no one can live alone, In this fragile home. *Photograph from Pinterest*

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Constellations

Intergalactic, yet close Each light protrudes Brightening dark holes and stealing ones soul   Bright dots reflects On children’s eyes In the darkened sky They chase fireflies   Reaching for those Forbidden to hands Merely dust Particles of sand   Trace small lines Quickly, Before the sun spies. Stars cannot shine   Without a darkened…

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Goodbye

Hands never seemed so majestic,¬†vibrations of patterns He waved. I waved. I said goodbye.   Never turned back for one last look¬†in your eyes. Maybe a smile, will let us live for a while.   Do not look for my silence cries. Just look for bones and ashes, Once we parish and die. This picture…

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Sinfully Beautiful

Beauty surrounds her Like an ascribed aura Dipped in Gold, Most expensive fur   Hair jet black Just like a curse An imprinted back Her eyes burst   Salty rivers flow Down her soft eyes Her skin glows Soon to realize   That she is beautiful Although It’s sinful She has always been Beautiful. Painting…

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