25 Tuesday Sep 2018
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Tumultuous, the clouds as they sigh,
Gray, like days, they go drifting by
Black, as a moonless, starless night,
Water from my eyes, blurs my sight
Cascading down, perhaps in vain
Are they my tears or just the rain?
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26 Monday Feb 2018
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I’m fine, no really, I am
I always look this way
Nothing’s the matter
Honestly, no really, I’m okay
I wouldn’t lie to you
What’s the point of that?
I haven’t smiled, because
It’s nothing I’m good at
Doesn’t matter anymore
I prefer to be alone
No need to ask again and again
You’ll only produce a groan
I said I was fine, no really
I mean it, please take me at my word
Read between the lines, you’ll see
Your questions are a bit absurd
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03 Saturday Feb 2018
Posted in Poems, Poetry, The Daily Post
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I wanted to be sympathetic
Her eyes glazed over in tears
I wanted to comfort her through it
But I couldn’t get rid of the fears
She’d battled so many demons
They kept at her, time and again
Hopelessly, she had given up
There was no way she could win
She glanced at me in the mirror
I looked away, I couldn’t take it
Why did this always happen to me?
Is there a chance I’ll never make it?
I’ve wiped away tears, forgotten the fears
Though it happens, on and off, through the years
Dry are my eyes, I’ve stifled the cries
But never shall I be able to sympathize
The Daily Post: Sympathize
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09 Tuesday Jan 2018
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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#freeverse, #poetry, death, depression, dorindaduclos.com, life, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sadness, self-hate, Upside Down, whirlwind, writing
The days are upside down
A whirlwind of unknowns
Each morning, I face them
A mirror image of who I am
But where do I need to be?
I overlook the important
To dwell in the mundane
Endlessly searching for me
Wondering where I went
Yet, never finding myself
It’s a brutal pattern
A continuous thread
Unraveling, dangling
With no scissors in sight
To cut away the fray
Until it is too late
Everything I have done
Denigrated, criticized
Until the attacks cease
Forever brought to an end
Authors Note: Just letting you know I am fine. My poetry, lately, has been reflective of those who are not fine. I am merely a voice for those who cannot speak…
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12 Tuesday Dec 2017
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#poetry, alliteration, dank, dark, depression, dismal, disregardful, dorindaduclos.com, dreadful, dreary, haiku, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sadness, sorrow, writing
Dank, dismal, dark days
Dreaded and disregardful
Dreary by design
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