Dan Medina Poems

Her eyes sparkle,
as if blessed by the
brilliance of suns upon
suns, emitting the purity
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My nightmares
Never leave
Find a way
Such a longing
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Balance, find balance between these.
Such is the story of the mind and heart.
For when the heart speaks,
it is the mind which chooses to listen.
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Inspiration. Creation. Determination.
The greatest minds.
The weakest beings.
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To these things seen- what ode is there to memories past?
of people known, of places cherished
of times and cities, of oceans, of nightmares, of love, of hatred
of good, of evil
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What power is there in your hands?
Can you discover those gifts?
For some will write words without meaning, betraying the power birthed into their hands.
Yet, some will discover these profound depths,
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Father time, oh father time,
what memories are held in your bosom
And warm moments locked in your core?
Those memoirs of bliss so stowed away
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What does it mean to forgive?
Is it a minute saying adjoined with a simple phrase?
Or a profound ambition deeply rooted within this heart?
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Struggle whispers to me constantly,
Its relentless tug,
Its drowning blanked.
Yet, Struggle and I dance.
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Patience. Time. Understanding.
Grant me these this day.
For I am flawed, and always will be.
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