Best Poem of P.M. Rocha

Get Back To Work
Engulfed by a rough cavern of plump gray clouds,
the setting sun shone like a brilliant gemstone.
I stop and admire the shifting sky above me.
I take a moment to breathe, to capture nature’s essence,
a moment to smile at the beauty and awesomeness before me.
In this brief moment I have purpose.
God has laid o . . .
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My Love
the most precious of all endeavors
is taunted before me
my attempts to pursue a basic human condition
are severed
my flesh betrays me
beauty’s beast feasts upon my open wounds
devouring all hope of belonging
eyes persecute the one perfect thing i have
my love
the only purity I am a . . .
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