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Paul McAnaney Poems
As i look upon you my niece i see the hopes and dreams of your future, Guided by your mothers dreams, Her hopes and her love,
I now gaze fixedly and intently upon our predetermined destiny and realize that our love is nothing but a perversion of reality, A distortion of equality, nothing but a cataclysmic consequence of infatuation. I foresee the dark ahead even as we lay enervated by our unsheathed passion and as the incandescent glow of our love begins to attenuate i realize this is our destiny our never ending legacy.
I hope, I hope to one day see my friend again, I hope you are still as beautifully bewitching as i recall, I hope happiness has enveloped you in its tender loving embrace,
What have i done?
The birds in the sky now seem dead in your eyes, What have i done? To have destroyed our love,
Free at last free from the expectations of society, The expectations which constrained me so dramatically. Free from consequence with no remorse and little or no Cause for recourse.Today marks my rebirth from the ashes
Your eyes, Your nose, The way your lips gently open and close.
Over the waterfall i go plunging into your icy water as it splashes and crashes with a
We men are wretched creatures, Destroyed by hate and deceit, Devoid of all that is good and great, Consigned to spread our seeds of war,
The world fails me in every sense of the word it has left me in a state of disarray, an enlightened sense of despair.
You were the one, the one i yearn but instead you burn and the knife you
Love to hate
It is love that i hate although some say that it is fate, It is love that i hate almost as much as the bliss of our first kiss,
Love is gods way of passing the never ending days just like a cat playing with its pray, love is a joke, a perverted mockery,
A thousand have come before me and a thousand shall arrive after, for i am just a lonely poet on a secluded path down the obscure alley known as
The space between us grows just like the emptiness it shows, as wide as the greatest ocean filled with the unspoken words
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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As i look upon you my niece i see the hopes
and dreams of your future,
Guided by your mothers dreams,
Her hopes and her love,
Guided by your fathers will,
His strength and his discipline.
As i look upon you my niece i see the
innocence of a child,
A future full of wonder and potential,
I see the joyous joy that you bring with
For you are my niece and i shall love you