Dana Lamb

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Cool air
Enchanting darkness
So quiet
The usual ruckus is gone
...

Pain is a way to heal
My old self materializing
Within my reach
And I let it go
...

3.

Numbness
And emptiness
Light up the stars of my sky
Soft air
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How strange, how strange it is
To prowl the streets in the night
Like a vampire
(I don’t feel blood cursing through my veins)
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I went to a funeral today
I saw you and me in each other’s arms
Lying on a bed of satin and sleeping like children
For one last time
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My little girl
I guess it’s time to write you a letter
And bring you back to life
All these years I’ve been trying to silence you
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When solitudes collide
It’s quite against the law of gravity
They pull together, then bounce back
Too terrified to acknowledge
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One day I got lost in dark, deep woods
Going in circles around a twinkling bog
Unable to see myself in its glittering waters
And then I saw withering wild orchids
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Estas son las horas mias
~Tirso

Determined as psychopaths
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I dont remember when the great fire came

Blackened burned charred skin
...

How do you put it out
Put out
The light in your heart
And ghost-like
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I dreamed
I was drowning in a swamp
My body slowly sinking
Into dark slimy waters
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After you left
Twilight days began
The world became a tomb
Where no human voices are heard
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I whisper prayers to God
Who wouldn’t listen
Because he doesn’t exist
Beautiful vaults
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Maybe I’d rather be a saint
Detached and unfeeling
Full of potential goodness
Who loves to be tormented
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16.

My eyelids heavy
Smell of burnt flesh
Blinding light
Piercing the void within
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Aroma of silvery rain
Intangible
lingering
Evanescent
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18.

I see a cat
In the pouring rain
Making its way
Through the pools of mud
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Now that my love for you
Is cinders
I feel such utter loss
Like an earth-bound spirit
...

Cobalt blue sky
Medieval scenery
Lush verdure
Golden locks
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The Best Poem Of Dana Lamb

A Smoke

Cool air
Enchanting darkness
So quiet
The usual ruckus is gone
Curling wreaths of smoke
Leave traces in the night
Inviting
Miraculous
Translucent
Full of hints
Hidden feelings
Veiled thoughts
Hope and expectations
A spark from my cigarette
Falls down
A lonely light
In the wasteland
Of relentless
Unyielding dark
It persists
It won’t be extinguished
By the force of its fall
Such a metaphor
For human life
There is no salvation
No ultimate knowledge
But there’s such grace in trying
And such beauty in pain

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