a pleasant day we met out on the terrace
through a myraid rainbow of desolation
we made our way toward the stage of life
through many faces with cold embraces

with new found hideous and repulsive lies
one may often drift toward a waiting alibi
no stone unturned we then venture forward
creating an intense bond that may summarize are lives

the liberal bias media negates a false betrayal
yet we go on living without any regrets
better to curse the very day that we met
stay awake amidst the bitter turmoil of the given moment

a place so intense we may pass it over
no stone unturned through the loose more
through Evergreen falling amidst the commin briars
many are still passerby's prone in dire torn mediocrity
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Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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