Not There

I

we are very good friends and she is not there         

not any time soon she has in actual fact care            

not wanting to go there your edges to rough     

rough heart has to be more than close so rare      

 

II

 

dearheart is still haunting in her e’er actions

someday soon she may learn some reactions

pas sions a wake for her with one as urbane

urbane haunt still lives in her like damn bastions

 

III

 

your speech, your hobby, foreign as can be

lexes cut the heart of One Dearheart can see

twists an ache in her chambers of the mind

mind chasm she will not to cross cause no glee

 

 IV

 

this time she knows the future dearheart alter’

more chasms will again propel a mind into falter

falter no longer here in route to her new future

her hope to have both Rocks of Gibraltar  

Materners Mourn With Tears

Prerogatives unworthily bridging the gap
Supremacy destitute dangerous pretense
Reminiscently violent indiscretions

Murderous plagues torment spread
Beyond neglecting dangerous pretense
Floods the nations and earth with tears

Knowledge experience underserved
Love compassion undreamed let go
Understanding empathy emptied

Dying character becomes frozen
Dangerous pretense murderous innocence
Floods the nations and earth with tears

Silence murdering chaining innocent souls
Freedom and love passé undeserving opportunity
Corruption restraining soul’s symptomatic death

Murderous torment spreads mourning
Beyond dangerous pretense supremacy brings
Occurrent worldwide mourning from intolerance
Materners muttering unrestrained crimes

Matinee Muse Week 10 prompt