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Writing by Samuel Pye

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  • Sincerity

    Sincerity
    Anguish and pain,
destruction and blame, 
first to lie,
fastest to die,
corruption the mistake,
a second fast or late,
you may not find treasure,
by usual measure,
tolerating this,
while pursuing that,
stop the fight,
darkness gives way to light,
it is your duty,
to find each other beauty,
imagine, invent,
may sincerity be your prosperity,
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  • Motion

    Motion
    From where did they come,
    where did they go,
    disappearing like thawing snow,
    if I could learn and never forget,
    sharing through the net,
    recall vividly not regrets,
    but the many instances,
    that shape what is in our heads,
    the source of heat,
    the energy as we meet,
    like the early birds,
    that started to jump,
    the first heart that started to pump,
    chemicals and motion,
    looking for the source of the potion,
    that gives factors,
    their sense of emotion,
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  • Diagnosis of man

    Diagnosis of man
    After a while of bitterness felt,
    he started asking how could he help,
    turning his head he slowly said,
    please empty me of this dread,
    for all that I carry,
    all that I am,
    is a collection,
    the diagnosis of man,
    pass me your worries,
    though hold on to your fears,
    may they keep you safe,
    from heartache and tears,
    a non stop believer, a problem receiver,
    a constant battle from cold to fever,
    listening and learning,
    pushing to keep the world turning,
    his time spent helping others repent,
    his fears never relent,
    though through no other way,
    would he see the following day,

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  • Walk me home

    Walk me home
    Watered and fed,
     with a safe and peaceful bed,    
     I dabbled in science,
     the bedrock of your maths,
     the heart of your culture,
     the history of your soul,
     at any stage are you in control,
     your premeditation,
     your overcompensation,
     complexities of life,
     your pain and sacrifice,
     your history will remain a mystery,
     washed up on the shore,
    stand up and walk me home,

  • Vicious

    Vicious
    What may taste delicious,
    followed an act that was plain vicious,
    there are no victors here,
    just a conveyor belt of fear,
    to afraid to ask,
    how did this begin,
    the stones of sin,
     pierce the thickest of skin,

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  • Life’s work

    Life’s work
    He looked a little distant,
    so she quietly asked the time,
    a bond of steel,
    a love he could feel,
    holding him firm and carrying him high,
    following him here,
    taking him there,
    with tranquil industry,
    her elegant quirk,
    kept him dedicated to life’s work,
    fiercely protective,
    with an army might,
    she gripped him firm,
    and held him tight,
    her one quiet question,
    is he alright,

    Fierce

      

  • Brevity

    Brevity
    The severity of brevity,
    without time,
    voices turn to mime,
    lost in a place,
    my mind begin to chase,
    your loving grace, 
    to speak face to face,
    please do not race,
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  • Inclusive glow

    Inclusive glow
    A heartfelt reliance,
    on poetry and science,
    a quiet retreat,
    from the social elite,
    finding her feet,
    she would never delete,
    the words were kind,
    her mind shined,
    an inclusive glow,
    that was individual to know,
     
     
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  • The sentiment of time

    The sentiment of time
    A gift of a moment,
    the sentiment of time, 
    measure me, treasure, 
    and wish me away,
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  • The man that time forgot

    The man that time forgot
    Everyday,
    looking across the bay,
    from the mountain,
    standing as tall as the trees,
    whispers blowing in the breeze,
    gentle but unrelenting,
    cast into the rock,
    the man that time forgot,
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