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I Melt: a short poem

Updated on June 3, 2014

In the night I lay awake,

senses much too alive.

My eyes adjust despite

the moon never appears.


Clouds too busy to sleep,

too dead to fully awake,

the universe hides in gray

outside my window.


It embodies myself,

a hidden a light,

the beauty of stars

consumed by dark.


Overwhelmed still,

paralyzed between will

and nature, I lay

in sparks of want.


My body is a brick-

pressured by the grip.

I melt

under the pressure.

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      Verita 2 years ago

      All r doing fine :D Thanks for asking. I'm kinda miss reading amazing poems from one of my favorite poet ;) Well, keep on writing, Brian. Take care and have a great life ahead.

      Wish you luck, wish you success

      Whatever obstacles you face, smile always.

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      Brian Loewer 2 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      I'm really glad to hear it! Wow, it really has been a long time. I've been doing good, mostly just working. I'm happy you decided to stop by, it's good to hear from you again! How's your family?

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      Verita 2 years ago

      Well, life has never been better :D Yeah, it's been 2 long yrs. How abt you, Brian?

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      Brian Loewer 2 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Verita! It's been so long! How have you been? and thank you for the compliments. :)

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      Verita 2 years ago

      I do melt sometimes haha. Beautiful words. Amazing works. ♥♥♥

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