Believe

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Believe

Believe…
Believe that You
Can accomplish Your Dreams,
Reach for them every single day,
And even if You never achieve them,
Don’t ever let them disappear,
Keep on pushing forwards,
Keep on growing,
Believe…

~O~

© 2014 Martin Graham King
Image sourced on Google Images (all rights remain with the creator)

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Hollow Men

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Hollow Men.

In the Land of the Hollow Men,
Where greed is the new religion,
They fight, and take, and eat, and then
In the Land of the Hollow Men,
The rich take from the poor again,
There’s no cure for this contagion,
In the Land of the Hollow Men.
Where greed is the new religion.

~O~

© 2014 Martin Graham King
Image sourced on Google Images (all rights remain with the creator)

Spoiled

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Spoiled

You spoiled me,
just by being You
A taste
A touch
A feel
of the sublime,
 
Your Beauty,
enough to 
take my breath away,
even still… 
 
Your face, my god the face
I’ve seen smile
a million times,
Laugh
till You ached,
Wet
with the tears of hurt,
but Beautiful
even still…
 
Strong, so Strong
Yet within You
a vulnerability
few have seen…
 
… but I have…
 
An eternity of words
wouldn’t be enough 
to expound upon Your
Mind,
The source of the 
Real Beauty
that captured first
My Heart…
 
And captured it was…
… is…
so totally enthralled
the rest of womankind
ceased
to exist,
even still…
 
I could yell Your name from the rooftops,
shouting to the stars,
But could I tell You
to Your face?
 
No…
 
Not for lack of courage,
but for a surfeit
of realism,
for I know Your answer
in my Heart….
 
But I’ll still dream
The Impossible Dream….
 
So You see,
 
You spoiled me
just by being You
How could anyone else compare???
 
They can’t…..

~O~

© 2014 Martin Graham King

Image sourced on Pinterest (all rights remain with the creator)

Danse Macabre

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Play on, sweet music of the night,
We’re dancing the Danse Macabre,
While we flit in and out of sight
Play on. Sweet music of the night,
See me succumb without a fight,
Whilst notes of a diff’rent timbre
Play on, sweet music of the night,
We’re dancing the Danse Macabre.

~O~

© 2014 Martin Graham King
Image sourced on Google Images (all rights remain with the creator)