Isaac Maez Poems

When will I perform the final act
Defiance is clamoring to my fists
Sweet smell of living surrounds me
Willing to hold my hand, for today
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A jail cell is a very cold, dark place
walking down the corridor, the cold concrete
voices very plentiful, in a place of pain and anguish
laughter and pain nervously holding hands
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Feelings of despair, awaken years spent dormant
Fearless remedy of negative
An ever present pounding
My soul is in expanse
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Hello my love, remember me?
I know you do, Do you know why?
Because you are the sparkle in my eye
You are the smile on my face
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Images alive feed my brain
never to be erased
painful and vivid, fast
joyful and blurred, slow
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Love can be heard
when a tear hits the ground
a very alone and sad sound
in the right time
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Step back in time to here
alone with loudness
confusion and pain
I do here laughter, on occasion
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Love as a flower that bloomed so fragrant
has now only wilted bitterness stare
once existed a beating heart
now flat line is her name
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My body aches, I count my days
I feel so mortal, in many ways
I remembered when I ran and climbed
now I am happy to breathe....alive
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How many times do I repeat the same sin
I guess I believe more than once
All emperors without or clothing
Yet believing fully in tact, tactful
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