Sweet release is here.
It's become so clear.
Just let go the fear.
It has no place now.

The sorrow at your door.
Only created more.
And it was such a chore..
It has no base now.

So let the visions go.
The images, the show.
The nitrous-blood that flows.
It has no veins now.

And let the anger cease.
The way you shake and seethe.
If you can just believe,
You have no hate now.

Yes sweet release is here.
It's all become so clear.
Don't be entranced with fear.
It has no place now.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

xtlsx’s Poems (21)

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The death kiss. 1
Please. 0
P. 0
in-between state 0
you exist 0
let's go 0
You (Understood). 0
Thank You. 1
Brilliance 0
come and take 0
untitled 0
For Connie. 0
You are not 13 years old. 0
Release. 0
Keep. 0
Scream out. 1
untitled 1
No need. 0
I Read the Date. 0
So What's Your Belief? 1
Vibrant. 0