Taylor Coleman

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Parked behind mysterious concepts
Lust motivation
A delightful poem
Argues its vanishing indifference
...

Warm sea salt and ocean's brine
Lifts dull spirits that contently reside
In the souls of broken pride
Rocking boats and clean white sails
...

I wrought you out of black flak
From the depths of social depressions
I broke the purple veil in your heart
And shot your fictitious desires with a flame
...

There's a half broken glass whiskey bottle
Lying in front of a porch swing
Its sunspot gleaming intensively
Can be seen yards away
...

Perhaps the best things in life
Aren't the joys of Love
Or the Pursuit of Happiness
Or even the fact of living life.
...

'Life
Starts
Now'
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Taylor Coleman Biography

I am also know as The-Asphalt-City on Deviant Art, although that is mainly for other more emotional literature, I moved to Poem Hunter in hopes of comments.)

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'A Poetic Death'

Parked behind mysterious concepts
Lust motivation
A delightful poem
Argues its vanishing indifference

The headline stays oblivious to the stanza
To the life developed under words
Irrelevant to all except the one who is curious
Patience is not disturbed as calmness compiles
Though what shifts in words,
Shifts above as a costly profile

A reputation one would like to be renown by
Hides in the surplus
Eyes wonder down streets
From balconies and cities and streams
From the sky above down to the caverns below
Eyes wonder for inspiration
Unbiased they look for an aphoristic saying
Dashing around the muck
Of worthless prejudice

Maturing in rhyme
Both sacrifice all throughout the chase
The poet finds within himself contentment
And so hes rested
And he speaks no more
But through his adjectives and expressions
By the construction of his typing
He sees until there is nothing that has faltered
And lays himself down to sleep

He puts his poem
His life's works compacted as short says
Into criticism, he holds his breath
In an effort to stop time
To go back and think of anything
He might of overlooked
To love, to hate, to wonder
He's subjected his very soul to these trials
His reputation and signature flaws
All lied within
He only grants
Us to be the judge
Of his ways

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