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Hatred

Norman Wilson

Hatred
Hatred takes a piece out of all of us.
Hatred cannot exist within my house.
Hatred speaks loud for him that is dead.
If one does not listen, it will never be fed.
My words shall be used for all that is right.
I must be able sleep at the end of each night.
If hatred crosses my path once more,
I shall do as I always did, just ignore.
For my mind's eye, I exist to share the good in me.
To spread what is good in my poetry.

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Submitted on July 04, 2016

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Scheme ABCDDEEFFGG
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 419
Words 91
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 11
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Norman Wilson

IntroductionForgotten are the times the tick of a clock once chimed sobering sounds that caressed my hearts nightly dreams. As I awaken to the touch of light that burns upon a candles wick flickering my words for all to see. This drives my thoughts through the darkest of nights of loneliness that renders my quill upon parchment with ink that dances to minds and souls.Now I hear the screeching of my heart when the blue horizon covers the orb of emptiness.Within the shelter of my mind with little, purpose other than my words that keep me sane. These are my new poems I have written in the quiet of my night, forever wished away in a writer’s pain. As I strive to write that perfect poem that, my soul desperately seeks. Then and only then can my words rest upon a sleep. more…

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