100 Pieces from Simon

best

as I came to be of presence

we are echoes from separate mountains

i lean to delight and amusement

while thy sought to tone and tranquility

a rebel, a scholar, a contender

a stickler, a virtuoso, a stoic

a day finding itself in its ends

a line straight as a circle

what I thought have I thought to be

had always been what I did not see

from battles, at quests, in misery

from victories, at reveling, in ecstasy

a solid thread woven into the tapestry

along with enduring candor and integrity

imparting wisdom propelling growth

coursing through cities and roads

unwinding, lost in the bleak midnight

in stillness, accepting the silent twilight

by observing the written down history

evidently, the anchor in my journey

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lesson of death

three deaths in the span of three years

three causes from unfortunate sources

three faults of which hath made

three counts of thy mistakes

once was ignorant

another was stubborn

recently was prideful

three deaths caused by three traits

three goals originally made

one is for love

one is for work

one is for health

three goals are the root of three deaths

first was the satisfaction of giving dissatisfaction

second was selfishness of the time to be spent

third was the arrogance of superiority

three people who enriched my life

three people who always understood

three people i denied of assistance

three people i treated indifferently

three lessons of which i strive to learn

one was to help those who matter

two was to give time to others without exchange

three was to understand one's situation

three lessons i’m still trying to learn

three lessons of which i am falling behind

three lessons to live a righteous life

three lessons when will i absorb

i am guilty of non participation

i am guilty of avoidance

i am guilty of selfishness

i am guilty of being inhumane

i have regretted deeply

i am powerless to undo the past

i wish to atone

but the time has gone

of the beautiful jackie

(based on Edgar Allan Poe’s Annabel Lee)

it was years and years ago

in a modest university

that a collegiate lass had been

by the name of Jackie

and this student was to be a good ally

to aid and to be of service

those silly eyes from the pun hath made

in a class of this simple school

created a heart full of love

from me to my beautiful Jackie

with a love that passes each tick

is a thought i thought id never see

and this was the reason that, long ago

in a modest university

thy heart beating warm and fast, undoubtedly

my beautiful Jackie

timing and opportunity

i believe i did the best

but boring her away might have lost her interest

in a class of this simple school

thy kin were not half so happy

myself even so went envying of the loss

indeed, that was a canon event

inevitable to see and impossible to be

but my love was stronger than the love given

by those listed that mattered

of many far wiser than me

to acquire beauty closer to me

from the ones that i see to be

is not close to that of the beautiful Jackie

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