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Stand

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When you loved me,
Against us, the world could be,
For we prevailed
And faced it, valiantly.

Now you have gone.
The world lashes, with jibes and jeers –
And I stand yet –
Despite your loss and all my tears.

“When a heart is broken”

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When a heart is broken,
It is a quiet event;
And words get spoken
None can prevent.

Yet a heart is broken
So Nature reflects the pain:
Fell things are awoken,
Fire and fume, ice and rain.

Feelings are cyclones;
Tears are a flood;
Fears are the crones
That demand blood.

The very earth rumbles;
The skies are torn apart;
Every pulpit crumbles,
At the breaking of a heart.

Pill

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I can put away the pill;
I haven’t put away my pain;
But sleep is lured to me,
As fatigue strives again.
The draining of the heart
Is a gruelling process –
a rigmarole of feeling
That affords no recess.
Four words from someone
Can tear you down;
Four words can also freely
Send in the clowns.
I want to try and see
If I can earn some sleep
Without its torturing –
Or its rest being deep.
If I can be let go,
Despite love and living,
It’s time to take heed
And start a self forgiving.