Shar Thompson Poems

Where, oh where, does misery end,
who determines your share,
my cup runneth over,
my worlds in constant fear,
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When you listen through your soul,
the effects that proceed transcends.
Word embodies life in your subconscious.
Your eyes, ear, touch, smell, taste
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A BEAUTIFUL DAY

Isn't it a beautiful day :) 

the wind passing through the leaves as the branches start to sway
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LOVE QUESTIONED

My love...
If you were to see me across a dim-lit room
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Hello my aspiration
in your arms my hopes abides
you have crept into my conscious mind
and set myself beside
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In a year filled with challenges, trials, and triumphs,
ONE MOMENT stands out like wildflowers fully bloomed in June,
filling my lungs with fragrance the way frankincense consumes a room,
glossing my eyes over with rose-colored dew,
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More than words...
I cannot hear you, touch you, see you
but your world reached inside my soul,
undressed my spirit and caressed every morsel of my being,
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I met a man long ago
or should I say I met his essence
I saw glimpses into his soul
that manifested in increments
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Although the day is fait accompli,
fading far beyond my reach,
remnants of its fury remains,
it's bitter reflect weighs on my brain,
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It took deep observation
to uncover a simple revelation
beyond a darkened pathway
appears a perfect sunny day
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