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In God's Grace 9-11 v2 by ~themadpoet In God's Grace By Mark A. Brickey I look at their tiny tear streaked faces Trying to think of how to sooth them But how do you explain why those people died I brush the tears from my own face Searching for a way to remove this disgrace But for what was done, it can never be justified I long to tell them not to worry That sometimes god is just in a hurry And takes as many angels as he needs But to these ends I will not lie There was no reason for them to die And for those people my heart truly bleeds I try to tell them that it's all right That some people have just lost sight Of the true

The Six Senses Part 1 Sight Opening my eyes I see life The sun showing me all that is A bird jumping from branch to branch Children watching it and wishing Opening my eyes I see a flower Soft and gentle to the touch An aromatic display of natures perfection Pieces in the puzzle of life Opening my eyes I see all I love Slowly leaving this earth Careless abandon destroys Pleasure lost and never regained Opening my eyes I see mankind A disgrace that we can not hide Selling all the beauty of life To the highest bidder. Closing my eyes I see the truth a dark abyss of nothing no pleasure and no pain sleep eternal my sweet chil

Love Again   By   Mark A. Brickey Time....no beginning....no end the graduated increments we exist in are but a moment that passes in the blink of an eye the people that pass through our life stop for a second, just long enough to distort our perceptions to confuse our grasp on reality to convince us that love is eternal when in reality it is a fleeting thing all to often the love that one feels is only temporarily shared by the other is it the beginning for if there is a beginning then there must also be an end as painful as my reality is it is the one in which I reside for every equal there is an opposite for every pl

Memories of You By Mark A. Brickey The end is beginning I empty my heart into a world that does not exist hoping for one fleeting moment of acceptance the emptiness slowly fills with the love I lost could this be a new start or just the beginning of a new ending I spend a moment of this precious life given me to reach out for you and all that you are understanding comes slowly what I have endeavored to recapture is an illusion beginnings are always wonderful but they always lead to an end the end always hurts I fall gracelessly into the darkness that is my life wondering if the light I chase is truly meant for me or is it ju

Don't Cry for Me By Mark A. Brickey I gazed into her eyes and saw everything I am Through my tears I said my final goodbye One of the few women I ever said I love you to Was lost to me, she was soon going to die   She whispered to me "please don't shed a tear". "My love you shall have forever more" Softly I kissed her and told her I missed her I held her like she had held me many times before   The last words she spoke to me Will always be etched upon my memories "I love you, don't cry for me" and I slowly walked out the door   I lost a piece of my heart and soul on that night I knew I would never again see such

I exist in a world of crystalline perceptions Living for the fragile dreams of your desires In the hopes of fulfillment I grant you my heart A pleasurable moment bathed in your body's fire Holding you close I can feel your body tremble Emotions trying to escape from their lonely cell The inevitable conclusion to your lost passions Leading you to a love that your mind can't dispel I thrive in the world that others only dare to dream of Your pleasures are my passions whatever they may be Delving into your mind I reach down inside of you This is my gift; I will release you to your fantasies Slowly the whispers begin to take hold The

A Mirror with No Reflections By Mark A. Brickey I live in a darkness of my own creation A solitary journey into my lonely past Forgiving and forgetting is beyond me I must learn to live in the fate I have cast Meaningless contemplations of what is wrong Lend to the depths of despair that I reside in Aimless wonderings of passions forever lost Contribute to my participation in a game I can never win So much of life left for me to experience So many emotions beyond my perceptions I dream of the life most take for granted To live in a mirror with no reflections They tell me these memories will fade in time That I can forget and t

The Truth By Mark A. Brickey Sentimental journey's down memory lane Remembrances of the innocence of youth A last ditch effort to recapture lost dreams Digressions in stature searching for the truth Will we ever truly know what it is that binds us? Can we ever really explain what brought us here? Can we build a future of what we learned in the past? Or will we suffer in agony as our dreams disappear A monumental achievement of astronomic proportions Being able to blend two persons heart and soul An effort sustained through desires of the heart To release your body's passions to another's control Is this just another momentary l

The Reality of You By Mark A. Brickey I see her in my dreams The reality of you is better I awaken from my slumber But I can't seem to forget her The distance of infinity between us Yet I can still smell your sweet scent The loss of my soul to remind me Of the wonderful moments we have spent I can feel your presence under my touch But not the love that was once in your heart The one that I love has been taken from me I want that love back, but where do I start. Your heart and soul are lost to me They have slipped beyond my reach I run into this impenetrable cold mental wall That the warmth of my heart can't breach Let your