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SHADOWS

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CONTRASTING
SEARCHING
GAMES OF LOVE
LIFE?
SHORT
LOVE
CHILDS PLAY
LIFES JOURNEYS
INNOCENCE
SHADOWS
WHIMSICAL
SEASONS

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FEAR
 
It coils,
       strikes,
                      then retreats,
          it's poisonous venom
already
                         running deep,
          coursing through
            veins
                                    toward the heart
           ready to cease
                                it's next beat..
                It's iron fist
                                  slamming down
                       to smother
                    the will
                      that motivates
                      the dream...
 
            Tonya L. Edwards
        copyright

 
 
A WAY OUT
 
He waits
for death
to come knocking
at his door,
vindicating
as his dreams
and aspirations
tumble to the floor...
The days go by
as he beckons
for them to end
giving to him
the justification
he needs
to be viewed
by the world
as a man who
lost his chance
to be
what he,
himself,
never intended
to be...
 
Tonya L. Edwards

DAY BY DAY
 
When a man's dream
has long since died,
he begins to lose
his dignity and pride..
He remembers all
that has gone past,
things that he thought
would always last..
He sits in his chair
with his head hung low,
wondering if he has anything
left to show..
He sits alone
and is fading away,
while all that is left
is day by day...
 
Tonya L. Edwards
Copyright

TO BE
 
Sometimes,
for me...
being alone
is as much a need
as not.
Life...
closes in
a noose,
         pulling,
               tightening
breath
trapped in my lungs
not letting go.
A cat
  and
mouse
game
   with destiny and fear
dodging
fate
challenging
for control.
I fear loneliness....
I fear people....
Battles of
my will
to conquer
When all in all,
I just want
to be....
 
Tonya L. Edwards 
copyright

SHADOWS
 
She has face
She has a name
  and in the shadows
    she hides the pain..
She walks along
    an ever changing path
  yearning to dance
    to a different song.
    She sees the shadows
      as they creep into sight,
        while she is making her way
        through the moonlit night.
she tries to dodge
     her lost dreams and fears
     as the night wind covers
        her silent tears.
       The shadows she sees
       are plaguing her mind,
     making her dreams
       a distant rhyme...
 
Tonya L. Edwards
copyright

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