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Tag Archives: Ashes
Shifting Through the Ashes
Shifting Through the Ashesby Michael DoyleStanding here talking close togetherYou say it’s for worse or for betterShifting through the ashes of an argumentCan you tell me, baby, where the money’s spent?You laugh and concede it as a steady needWaiting for … Continue reading
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Tagged Above the Skies, Alone, Angels of Fortune, Ashes, Ashes of An Argument, Beauty, Better, Bitterness, Child, Child of the sun, Collide, Conceal, Concede, Connect, Constellations, Danger, Doom, Drink, Echo, Emptiness, Eyes, Falling Stars, False Idol, Fascination, Fire's Glow, Follow, Games, God of Wishful Thinking, Gorgeous, Guess, Hand, Held, Her Man, Hide, Ignore, In the End, Inside, Joy For Life, Laugh, Lies, Likes To Look Good, Lips, Long, Love, Money, Need, Nexus, Pleasd, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Pride, Ramble, Shadow, Shift, Stand, Star Maps, Stranger's Room, Talk, Together, Too Late, Trick, Truth, Two, Woman, Worse
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Children Jumping Shadows
Children Jumping Shadowsby Michael DoyleI listened to a whisper barely heardAbout separating myself from the herdIt wasn’t the desire to stand outAs much as it was living in worldly doubtI look around me, unable to truly seeWhat difference each can … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Begged Question, Better, Cast Out by Life, Children, Continent's Strife, Darkened Night, Desire, Difference, Dreams, Fallen, Fast Forward, Felt, Few, Glacial Melt, Gurus, Handful of Pixels, Heard, Herd, Hope, Hunger, Hungry Children, Jump, Myelf, Oceans, Poetry and Poems, Reach, See, Separate, Separately, Shadows, Shallows, Sorrow, Stand Out, Struggle, Sunlight, Together, Tomorrow, Unknown, Whisper, Worldly Doubt, Worn-Out Shoes, Yesterday
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A Child Never Walks Alone
A Child Never Walks Aloneby Michael DoyleOur sins will seek us outPutting holes in hearts to fill with doubtsIf evil wasn’t real, there’d be no need for GodThat’s a paradox that burns us, however oddThere in the ashes of a … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Blasphemy, Child, Christ's Child, Cry, Curses, Desires, Doubt, Dream, Evil, Fire, God, Hearts, Heaven, Holes, Hunger, Living Nightmare, Lust, Need, Odd, Paradox, Poetry and Poems, Prayers, Present, Real, Remnants, Seek, Shadows, Sins, Stake, Under, Walks Alone, World
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None of This Matters
None of This Mattersby Michael DoyleNone of this mattersBecause none of this is realCloaked in our tattersIt’s just another day in HellGod’s given insightInto the battles we must fightScattered in the ashes of the nightWe somehow hold onto the lightThe … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Battle, Blood, Blood Bruises, Cloaked, Cruel, Demand, Disregard, Fight, God, Good, Hell, Insight, Life, Light, Matters, Mercy, Mud, Night, None, Poetry and Poems, Real, Reasonable, Six Degrees, Soul, Tapestry, Tatters, Travesty, Understanding, Unguarded, Water, Words, Yesterday
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The Problem With Social Justice
The Problem With Social Justiceby Michael DoyleLook at this street full of foolsWho believe that they are heaven sentThey act just like a bunch of toolsYelling at others that they need to repentEach thinking themselves true activistsUrging the rest of … Continue reading
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Tagged Active Hate, Active Listening, Activists, Algorithms, All Life Is Still Sacred, Amphetamines, Apostacy, Ashes, Battle Lines, Better World, Catechism, Choice, Church of Social Justice, Collective Effervescence, Community, Countenance, Creatures of Habit, Crush, Dagnabbit, Differences in Opinion, Different Views, Dissent, Each Soul, Echo Chambers, Exclude, Expression, Fire and Brimstone Language, Fools, Frame, Freedom and Liberty, Gentle, Good Versus Evil, Grand Insight, Hate, Heart and Mind, Heaven Sent, Hell Bent, Lessons, Masses, Memes, Merit, Norm, Patience, Poetry and Poems, Political Idols, Politics, Preach, Priestly Classes, Problem, Reactivists, Real Equity, Repent, Reverence, Shame, Sides, Silence, Social Justice, Soul, Spent, Street, Tolerance, Tools, True Freedom, Voices
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To Catch A Falling Star
To Catch A Falling Starby Michael DoyleSometimes I feelThis is not my worldI find myself searchingLooking for the doorThat will lead me awayFrom this wrong worldAnd to a place I belongFrom the ashes of yesterdayI feel as if I must … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Behind, Belong, Blaze, Catch, Counting Stars, Damage Done, Determination, Door, Endless Blessing, Escape, Fade, Falling Star, Feel, Flee, Know, Lead, Night, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Rain Down, Remember, Run, Search, Skies, Suffering, Sunset, Trace, World, Wrong World, Yesterday
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Slightly Out of Tune
Softly Out of Tuneby Michael DoyleThe piano plays slightly out of tuneThe preacher is drunk, crazy as a loonA voice whispers hello old friendThe bemused look hints at the endLife is one continuing negotiationIt seems a program of collaborationIt is … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Bemused, Brave Enough, Cards, Collaboration, Conceal, Dealer, Decisions, Door, Drunk, End, Free Will, Heresy, Illusions, Irony, Life, Loon, Masquerade, Matters, More, Negotiation, Old Friend, Played, Poetry and Poems, Preacher, Regrets, Scorched Earth, Secrets, Skeletons In Closets, Skill Sets, Slight, Tatters, Tune, Victory, Visions of Dreams, Whisper
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Rituals
Ritualsby Michael DoyleRitualsTaken in sequenceProtect us from harmVisuals Seemingly in coincidenceHave their illustrious charmsEvery step takenTo shake the forsakenTo hunt or to be huntedHead on the swivel; fear bluntedTo move beyond first baseA destiny to embraceCaught in a game of … Continue reading →